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With my help went over to his chair, turning up the light, sitting down heavily: legs of little value

The War was on, I was strong in my strength—superb of body—I had much to give: there were thousands,

conviction against it, my contempt for it, grows stronger and stronger."

"I have been singularly fortunate in my doctors," he said: "I often think of Dr.

I spoke of my going to Germantown to hear Brinton lecture. W. inquired: "What will he speak about?"

"I am a prisoner," he said, smilingly, "but you are not my jailer."

Then after a pause: "Indeed, far from that: you are in fact my deliverer."

At present my brain is just mud—I have a heap of letters unanswered.

My own health is pretty good.

It has reduced my weight about ten per cent. My belly has gone away as if I had been confined.

W. said: "My day was bad but I came up smiling this evening."

My only thought has been, how could a man in West's position write so insipid, so stupid, a letter?

I remember: I had Bonsall tell me about it and was very strong in my denunciation of it at the time."

I waited for more but that was all he said—except that, seeing inquiry on my face, he concluded: "Not

get on my feet again."

"No—none at all: my only trouble was, that I insisted on eating supper after I got home: this was superfluous

I should announce that all I have to say I have said in my books, which anybody may buy for himself;"

My sister Agnes had sent him down some roses, which we arranged in a glass on the table, where Mrs.

At my age and in my state of health I can only enclose a slight token of goodwill, with the wish that

family knows or cares anything about my literary work, fame—none of them: it might just as well not

"My body is a splendid barometer." Gave him today's Herald containing the Sheridan piece.

I never wrote one, never even got it laid out, but never forgot my intention.

of my book?

I always decided against it—always came round to one conclusion—always planted my heel on the temptation

"I see what it all means—it is in accord with my own experience with me: a man of heart often suffers

Gave me a letter for Kennedy to mail on my way home.

Traubel:Pardon my long delay. How the time flies!

For if there's anything I pride myself on, it's my toleration, hospitality.

My feelings never hard, though frank and clear, I hope, at all times.

That has always been my impression." He referred to the Holmes' Atlantic Monthly piece.

W. advised him, "I want you to go see my friend J.

My dear Traubel:I received, and read with great pleasure, your tribute to Walt Whitman, to be published

And the reply came—'Inasmuch as ye have done it to the least of these—my children, O my children!

And to Harned, "I think my difference with Bob would be this—that is, be in my assertion that back of

My surprise is, that a man like Huxley—superb in every way, making a mere noise of Gladstone—should ever

My main point has been, to get it out. It seems a part of the explication of 'Leaves of Grass.'

Yes, I read your paragraph—it is just—I endorse it—it is my view, too.

And I often think I second that—answer it in my own heart."

Give her my dear love —tell her I had it here at my supper—that it was my sweetest morsel—that it was

But when I insisted that it would he added, "Well, you have my warm espousal.

services to your country & to humanity—in your book (just completed) and in your life:—greater, in my

photos. & saw my name in the article.

your achievement & welcome your good work to these shores.In a letter acknowledging the receipt of my

s on my way home. Left him North American Review containing Bob's article, "Is Vice Triumphant?"

He could not come up to my father's house. Could we all come to him?

My book claims no merit save that of sincerity.

way of hearty appreciation of the new thought it might have gone much further and still come within my

Give Walt my love & remembrances. I trust your marriage will bring you much happiness.

Give my love to the wife.

It would not have been my explication—no, not at all.

myself in memory of Poe, which I have obeyed; but not the slightest impulse to make a speech, which, my

Even my own objections draw me to him at last; and those very points, with his sad fate, will make him

That figure of my lurid dream might stand for Edgar Poe, his spirit, his fortunes, and his poems—themselves

In my interview with a gentleman connected with the New York Times, I gave an outline of my observations

Whether his version of my conversation was accurate in all other particulars, I cannot at this moment

My dear sir,I fear that the Passage to India is a poem too long and too abstract for the hasty and the

My dear Whitman,The Voice of the Rain does not tempt me, and I return it herewith with thanks.Yours ever

My dear Sir:I greatly regret being unable to avail myself of the Poems November Boughs which you so kindly

"I expect to get there; but there are 9 days yet, and I am not prepared to say I may not get one of my

He not only tells me to "keep the Thoreau book—it is yours," but, today—on my commenting upon a big 1871

portrait on the table, said—"I have not many but you must take that one," signing my name to it at the

"I am improved, I think—so to call it—but my improvements as a rule are not very radical."

when I was a young man—I knew a man in New York named Holt: a curious, interesting man who excited my

He had come from Cold Spring, Long Island—where, by the way, my mother might be said to have come from

Wished my revisions tomorrow. Promised. Explained this to W.

Further: "Then all my letters—notes—have gone to no purpose!

When I came in W. was working on a sketch of "Good-Bye My Fancy!"—laying it out.

The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections, They scorn the best I can do to relate

What is nearest and commonest and nearest and cheapest and easiest is Me, Me going in for my chances,

myself to bestow myself on the first that will take me, Not asking the sky to come down to receive my

WITH ANTECEDENTS. 1 WITH antecedents; With my fathers and mothers, and the accumulations of past ages

to-day and America could no-how be better than they are. 3 In the name of These States, and in your and my

name, the Past, And in the name of These States, and in your and my name, the Present time.

Let me have my own way; Let others promulge the laws—I will make no account of the laws; Let others praise

I call to the world to distrust the accounts of my friends, but listen to my enemies—as I myself do;

WITH antecedents; With my fathers and mothers, and the accumulations of past ages; With all which, had

In the name of These States, and in your and my name, the Past, And in the name of These States, and

in your and my name, the Present time.

Let me have my own way, Let others promulge the laws, I will make no account of the laws, Let others

I call to the world to distrust the accounts of my friends, but listen to my enemies, as I myself do,

WITH ANTECEDENTS. 1 WITH antecedents, With my fathers and mothers and the accumulations of past ages,

to-day and America could no-how be better than they are. 3 In the name of these States and in your and my

name, the Past, And in the name of these States and in your and my name, the Present time.

WITH antecedents, With my fathers and mothers, and the accumulations of past ages, With all which, had

In the name of These States, and in your and my name, the Past, And in the name of These States, and

in your and my name, the Present time.

Let me have my own way, Let others promulge the laws, I will make no account of the laws, Let others

I call to the world to distrust the accounts of my friends, but listen to my enemies, as I myself do,

WITH ANTECEDENTS. 1 WITH antecedents, With my fathers and mothers and the accumulations of past ages,

to-day and America could no-how be better than they are. 3 In the name of these States and in your and my

name, the Past, And in the name of these States and in your and my name, the Present time.

Brooklyn 8 July 1868 July th 8th My dear Walt i have received your letter to day wensday Wednesday dident

any change in your place but we must take things as they come no more this time walter Walter dear) my

hand is letter lame that the letter is wrote quite bad give my love to an mrs Mrs. oconor O'Connor and

Walt Whitman was proud of Dutch ancestry on his mother's side: "I may say I revel, even gloat, over my

It tickles my diaphragm to see you run huge subsoil prairie plough so deep down under the feet of the

My heart, at least, swells with gladness & pride on account of honors this winter.

I can't for my poor self at any rate.

Jim is dissatisfied unless I write pretty often, whether there is any thing to write about or not—My

to heal so that he can sit up, & then gradually move about, & so in due time be able to travel— So, my

friend, farewell for present, & I pray that God may be with you, & though we are strangers I send my

21 April 1873 monday Monday My ever dear walt Walt i thought i would write to you to day as i dident

the best and the largest sometime i feel bad enoughf enough if i was younger i should show some of my

getting along if you think you cant can't get a house for us to live in worry about me i shall live my

words "dignity" and "now" Louisa Van Velsor Whitman canceled the phrase "it would bee all good to have my

I am so grateful to thee for seeing him—I suppose it was my letter he presented?

He has been a very intimate friend of my husband's since their College days, but I do not know him very

I have an accumulation of 20 letters to write today—so I must make my first one short.

will write you a few lines as I sit here, on a clump of sand by the sea shore—having some paper in my

splendid swim & souse in the surf—the waves are slowly rolling in, with a hoarse roar that is music to my

send it, as I can get along otherwise — I am doing very well, both in health & business prospects here—my

I send you my love—& to Charley the same—Mention how Charley's young one is getting along— I will now

bid you good bye for this time, my loving friend, & God bless you, dear comrade, & keep you all right

I will write a line to No. 6, & will speak to the other boys in my next.

will get the money to morrow) i am pretty smart i am troubled at times with a dissiness dizziness in my

get 8 dollar per day but its put the house question down i have got a letter from han i told you in my

box was sent i would let her know so the day before the box went i got lou to write a few lines as my

feel in health these days, dear mother—I hope you are well & in good heart yet—I remain pretty well, my

saw him this morning—I am still around among wounded same, but will not make you feel blue by filling my

neglected again to send him word—I have not heard from home now in some days—I am going to put up a lot of my

My dear Walt Whitman, The good ship 'Crystal' landed me safe at Leith a fortnight & more ago, after a

From the Castle, which overlooks the whole place, I had an inspiring vision of the past on my first afternoon

than usually unwell, but Walter Scott's people tell me that they have had better news, which relieves my

12 Well Road Jan January 29, '82 1882 My Dearest Friend: Your letter to Herby was a real talk with you

As I write this I am sitting to Herby for my portrait again—he has never satisfied himself yet: but this

that what with memory & photograph & the studies he made when with you, he will be able to put you & my

My Dearest Friend: I hope you are enjoying this splendid, sunshiny weather as much as we are—the atmosphere

experience he thinks very highly, to study in Duron's Studio in Paris for a year, that I have made up my

mind to go back, for a time at any rate, this summer; but I shall leave my furniture here, and the question

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

My Dearest Friend: The days are slipping away so pleasantly here that weeks are gone before I know it

Never in my life have I enjoyed outdoor pleasures more—I hardly think, so much—enhanced as they are by

A long letter from my sister in England tells me Per. looks well and happy & is so proud of his little

appreciated by me—I am also very much pleased to have the photo, both to tell me how you look now and for my

Now my dear Walt I don't want to hurry you or worry you but now that you have L. & of G. and S.D. both

any less desirable—I hope S.D. will sell and that Rees Welsh & Co. will feel disposed to take hold of my

My dear friend: I have been thinking very often of you lately, and wishing that something might be done

Lovering, the Member of Congress from my district, 6 th Massachusetts, and influential member of committee

This one is devoted to some of your poems and is partly written by me, partly by my friend W. Q.

Walt you see I aint got my furlough yet.

or in a case of life and death or something of that sort, so I dont know but they will jew me out of my

down here and see a feller, and if I do go home you must come as soon as I get back,  I shall have my

15 March 1869 My dear Walt dont don't be frightened at getting this unseasonable letter there is nothing

well as usual i hope this will find you over your trouble with the distress in your head) the cause of my

while) says this building without money is a bad business i suppose walter Walter dea dear you got my

In his February 2–8, 1869 letter to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, Walt Whitman wrote of "severe cold in my

Gais, Switzerland June 13 1875 My dear Sir I was very much delighted some weeks ago to receive a copy

Time does not diminish my reverential admiration for your work, nor do the unintelligent remarks of the

My permanent address is: Clifton Hill House Clifton, Bristol.

and other imaginary trobles troubles , or as I once heard a young Baptist deacon Say—"I won't have my

my dear friend, there is no investment that will pay like this. Do you See it?

In looking over if find I have rather neglected female young America in my Asylum remarks; Altho' she

My dear old Walt For the last 3 weeks I have been upon the point of penning you a little description

of a little town I and my sister have just taken down in Devon & Somerset.

—it was a shingly coast at low water, so I went in, in a pair of old boots to protect my feet from the

Brooklyn 27 April 1867 saturday Saturday 2 oclock o'clock my dear Walt i have just receeved received

your letter with 1 dollar in it the rain perhaps deterd deterred my getting it earlyer earlier but i

lik like a foun tain so yesterday they stopped it george was mud from head to foot) walter dea r give my

morning—have something of the kind pretty often—Still it seems certain I am improving, generally,—& that my

rec'd a letter from Chas Eldridge—& another from Walter Godey, the young man who is working for me as my

to-day—nothing particular—send the Herald Did I tell you that a doctor I have talked with here says my

the warmth of a loving heart and universal charity so beautifully expressed —that which leans towards my

ask if he got the pretty little printed articles of a Georgia Poet Fruit -Growing which I sent him in my

trouble or spells of unhappiness we are a discordant household , and will (of course) say it is not my

London Ontario Canada July 13 p m My dear friends all I am still laid up here quite sick —last week has

been about the same as the previous one with me—I am up & drest, but dont go out—the weather is in my

beautiful with hay & wheat—they are just now in the height of harvest for both, & I watch them from my

breeze—I am pretty comfortable while I sit quietly & dawdle over papers &c. as the last three hours—but my

purpose—or write— Two letters rec'd from you to day—Mrs Harned sent me a first rate broiled chicken for my

letters from friends of long ago—have just answered to an old N Y Broadway driver—also just a word to my