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And so will some one when I am dead and gone write my life?

(As if any man really knew aught of my life, Why even I myself I often think know little or nothing of

my real life, Only a few hints, a few diffused faint clews and indirections I seek for my own use to

And so will some one when I am dead and gone write my life?

(As if any man really knew aught of my life, Why even I myself I often think know little or nothing of

my real life, Only a few hints, a few diffused faint clews and indirections I seek for my own use to

And so will some one, when I am dead and gone, write my life?

(As if any man really knew aught of my life; As if you, O cunning Soul, did not keep your secret well

," Whitman writes in "Song of Myself"; "Your facts are useful, and yet they are not my dwelling, / I

but enter by them to an area of my dwelling" (section 23).BibliographyLindfors, Bernth.

regulations, to the beach, where the speaker bathes in the sea and watches the sun rise and thinks how "my

dear friend my lover was on his way coming."

WHEN I heard at the close of the day how my name had been receiv'd with plaudits in the capitol, still

it was not a happy night for me that fol- low follow'd ; And else, when I carous'd, or when my plans

ing undressing , bathed, laughing with the cool waters, and saw the sun rise, And when I thought how my

all that day my food nourish'd me more—and the beautiful day pass'd well, And the next came with equal

joy—and with the next, at evening, came my friend; And that night, while all was still, I heard the

WHEN I heard at the close of the day how my name had been receiv'd with plaudits in the capitol, still

it was not a happy night for me that fol- low'd follow'd ; And else, when I carous'd, or when my plans

ing undressing , bathed, laughing with the cool waters, and saw the sun rise, And when I thought how my

all that day my food nourish'd me more—and the beautiful day pass'd well, And the next came with equal

joy—and with the next, at evening, came my friend; And that night, while all was still, I heard the

WHEN I heard at the close of the day how my name had been receiv'd with plaudits in the capitol, still

it was not a happy night for me that follow'd, And else when I carous'd, or when my plans were accomplish'd

and undressing bathed, laughing with the cool waters, and saw the sun rise, And when I thought how my

dear friend my lover was on his way coming, O then I was happy, O then each breath tasted sweeter, and

all that day my food nourish'd me more, and the beautiful day pass'd well, And the next came with equal

WHEN I heard at the close of the day how my name had been receiv'd with plaudits in the capitol, still

it was not a happy night for me that follow'd, And else when I carous'd, or when my plans were accomplish'd

and undressing bathed, laughing with the cool waters, and saw the sun rise, And when I thought how my

dear friend my lover was on his way coming, O then I was happy, O then each breath tasted sweeter, and

all that day my food nourish'd me more, and the beautiful day pass'd well, And the next came with equal

correspond to verses 1-5 of the 1860 version, and those on the second page ("And when I thought how/ my

manuscript appeared as the following, in the poem eventually titled "Song of Myself": "All I mark as my

Robert K.Martin"What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand?"

(1860)"What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand?"

"What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand?" (1860)

What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand?

What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand? WHAT THINK YOU I TAKE MY PEN IN HAND?

WHAT think you I take my pen in hand to record?

What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand? WHAT THINK YOU I TAKE MY PEN IN HAND?

WHAT think you I take my pen in hand to record?

What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand? WHAT THINK YOU I TAKE MY PEN IN HAND?

WHAT think you I take my pen in hand to record?

What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand? WHAT THINK YOU I TAKE MY PEN IN HAND?

WHAT think you I take my pen in hand to record?

poem was revised to form section 32 of Calamus in 1860, and in 1867 was retitled What Think You I Take My

To my knowledge it is understood by Col. Mulford, Major John E.

In my opinion the Secretary has taken and obstinately held a position of cold-blooded policy, (that is

Major General Butler, in my opinion, has also incorporated in the question of exchange a needless amount

In my opinion, the anguish and death of these ten to fifteen thousand American young men, with all the

the safe prosecution of their task up to the evening of the 10th; and the still later news from the Captain

The first several lines of Pictures (not including this line) were revised and published as My Picture-Gallery

A similar line in that poem reads: "O the joy of my spirit! It is uncaged!

WHAT am I after all but a child, pleas'd with the sound of my own name?

WHAT am I after all but a child, pleas'd with the sound of my own name?

flow of a stream gone brown with clay and sediment, he could say to himself, "I have found the law of my

Because I am in my place what of that? The perfect male and female are everywhere in their place.

the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass, later titled "Song of Myself": "I resist anything better than my

own diversity, / And breathe the air and leave plenty after me, / And am not stuck up, and am in my

My dear Walt Whitman, As one of the College Boys who feels honored by the hospitable reception given

kind messages of love which you have so frequently sent to us, I wish to send you a word to convey my

I (& the others I am sure) feel very grateful for the act. & I return my best thanks. Dr.

The engraved portrait with your autograph on my mantel reminds me that that is another favor.

Traubel & Warry I send my most cordial regards. WD.

and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain

Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his

Whitman, I have been perplexed how to express to you my feelings of gratitude for the gift of the letter

I am especially pleased to learn from it that you share my admiration for the noble stoic Epictetus,

I have also to thank you, Mr Whitman, for inscribing my name in the copy of Leaves of Grass which the

"Boys of the College" gave to me on my birthday.

my wife joins I am yours sincerely Wentworth Dixon Wentworth Dixon to Walt Whitman, 13 June 1891

and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain

Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his

New York Sunday 11/3/88 My dear Mr.

Whitman: You will remember my calling a few weeks back when I remember that I do so as a friend of Earl

I am as you know Wellesley Sayle an Englishman & am proud to be one of many thousands of my fellow countrymen

I shall most likely call at Phila on my way where I hope to have the pleasure of seeing you again.

My head especially—filled me with whirlings, whizzings, spiralings—seeming to send every effervescence

to my poor brain.

I had caught a glimpse of them on Chestnut St. in one of my hurried runs out.

W. suddenly started to get up—asked me for my hand—came to table (east).

He seemed to seal my identity. All great teachers given this power.

As usual, having to answer my question, he spoke first of his health.

They would come over to interview me—insist on knowing my sensations!

(my book). Glad to hear of your new books. Am still reading proof.

But read the letters: I'd rather refresh my memory a bit with 'em." 36, Marlborough Hill,St.

Not that of 1855; for I hear that can be had for three or four.When at my friend Mr. W. B.

instance, to the boys—the messenger boys—who came often, he would put his hands on their shoulders—say, 'My

or 'Sit down there, my son,' something in that way, with a radiant kindliness, humanity—in a natural

O'Connor, always, and from the first—and my claim always belongs and there was the curious great Russian

I signed them, when signed at all, with my last name—Whitman—Whitman alone!

A sort of silk tape about a quarter of an inch in width—yellow was my color—I used to get it—took delight

"No, I feel I have reached my finale. What more needs be said?"

Yes, my experience with humorists is, that they are all of the more serious color.

days; it seemed the necessity with some to make me so—to make me what I was not, the better to defeat my

He traded for years on my name—on his resemblance to me—got drinks by the use of this resemblance.

Osler made light of my condition.

I am as the boys say 'an old rat' and must be left to die in my own way."

I shook my head over the reply.

I don't agree with him but I let every fellow have his day, then have my own opinion anyhow.

I always trust my own feelings: they don't delude me."

Sarrazin is made in one place to say my father was a great lover of infants.

John Burroughs always beautifully said my father was a lover of children—and that is right—children is

Speaks in warm terms of my Liberty piece on O'Connor. W. very susceptible to cold.

My dear friend:I think that Mr.

Adding, "I do not think my friends understand the extent of my advocacy and approval of Ingersoll, of

my recent thought.

My mood was this.

The letter you showed me has been my surprise, my rejoicing."

Send her my love—hopes for her. Oh!

W. thereupon fervently, "Them's my sentiments, out and out!

of Emerson,' but just whether to like it or not, I don't make out," saying, "Sidney is on to one of my

I think my memory is getting worse and worse. After a bit it will be a blank!"

Near their rallying place I had been born (Manchester) if my parents had put off their voyage for a single

Will you return to them my cordial thanks and good wishes.

How proudly my father & mother will drop their tears on the message!...Ever,John H.

My memory plays me the devil's own trips." Will "try" to "have it made ready tomorrow."

I stamped it out with my foot. But for the chance of my presence, things may have gone evil.

I know how quick he always was to resent my exceptions.

Then suddenly, while we still "harped on" George, he reached towards the table saying as he did so:"My

W. entirely satisfied with my arrangement of bastard titles.

And he said: "Yes, I guess so: I am willing to bear my testimony to the old man—say a good word for the

not knowing if she already had a copy—one to Doctor—one to that dear friend of William's who is also my

copy of more of L. of G.Leaves of Grass for Edmund Clarence Stedman and of whom W. instantly asked on my

I gave him my conclusions—that S. made three overwhelming statements—that L. of G.Leaves of Grass was

"This deafness stands badly in my way—and worse, it seems to be growing and growing."

demonstrative of his cordiality.I gave W. the following extract from letter from Stedman to Morris: "Do give my

Think of it: think of that as a reflection of my work, of my life, of my own dear, dear mother!

And still in the same line: "There are liars by inclination—born liars—and I seem to have had my share

I put in, "Yes, to say: I am in the hands of my friends."

In the points wherein we differ I think my work makes our difference plain and sets me up in my own individuality

This doctor gave my eyes an extended, elaborate examination.

This called out by my quote from Burroughs, that W.'

Though for my taste I should have thought it good enough purple.

Harned said something which disparaged my politics.

, or, Give him my love.

Lots of my fish fight shy of my rod for a long time but I eventually game them all."

I keep freshening and shaping my books at my leisure, and hope to put them in type the coming year.You

I keep it in my prose volume.

samples, and he was very happy in them, saying at once on handling them: "Yes, they will do—he caught my

Adding—"I shall look at them at my leisure. And what about the cost?"

Called my attention to it. Asked me: "Is Morris unusually gay and happy?

That was a great Long Island phrase in my early days.

There was one of my English critics who dwelt upon the prominence I give to the sense of smell—gave it

That has been my experience."

My dear Mr. Traubel:Yours received. I have just telegraphed you. Make it Lecture and not Address.

You must have understood my position better.

Not for a moment have I dreamed of objecting to him—it never entered my head."

W. has come to my mind here. For how many people has not he filled Nature with a fuller life!

W. remarked on my recital of this—"And a bright newspaper man he must be."

I can never answer my own question—never make up my mind.

It is a question in my mind, whether the dash of insanity which Plato permits—even insists upon—for the

Asked me, "Is the general closed-inness of things I see out my window here prevailing in Philadelphia—on

I laid my hat down. We shook hands.

I showed him the title page my father had drawn. He looked at it quietly—was greatly interested.

In this case the wives were on my side. Alma, the present Mrs.

That's the way of some of my friends." Kirk had written of Charles the Bold?

My dear Walt—I most cheerfully write the note that you request to Gen.

Opened my bundle and showed him what I had.

I shook my head. Then he asked: "Does it betray eccentricity?"

My ways are very methodical: I have been much criticised for that: but my ways are mine and are necessary

It is from my sister—I have been worried about her.

Look at my own great strength.

"To My Seventy-First Year" he said, "is the name of the Century piece to appear next month.