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49 Comeragh RoadWest Kensington, London W.16 Aug. '91Yesterday came to my hands your card of 2d inst.

My visit here has been a great success—I have been well received and treated on all hands, I shall feel

richer for it for the rest of my life.Keep good heart, dear Walt, till I get back—but in any case be

I shd. have acknowledged yr wedding card & offered my congratulations, wh.

"Yes, my own, too. But we must take care, not to offend against him.

.— The old house in which my father's grand parents lived, (and their parents probably before them, )

—Some of them are yet represented by descendants in New England My father's grandfather was quite a large

—My father's father I never saw.— Mother's family lived only two or three miles from West Hills—on a

—Her mother 's (my great grandmother's) maiden name was Mary Woolley, and her father Capt: Williams,

the lampblack and oil with which the canvass covering of the stage was painted, would make me.— After my

aweful awful scene and I do not want to witness another for I must say I never was so frightened in my

when he flew at me again and said he did not mean to hurt me but now he Be D_ if he would'nt knock my

Jeff would do a rash act any quicker than I or you would he is naturrally naturally so good and kind my

back achued ached two or three days and it made Jeff very angry I do not have Jess up in my room any

have so much trouble she feels it more now than ever before but I can never consent to have him in my

impending death as but one of his soul's many incarnations and promotions: "I receive now again of my

many translations, from my avataras ascending, while others doubtless await me" ("So Long!").

especially profound or "real" form of experience which develops or "identifies" his soul: "O the joy of my

My soul vibrated back to me from them . . .

The real life of my senses and flesh transcending my senses and flesh" ("Song of Joys").This sense of

NOW LIST TO MY MORNING'S ROMANZA. 1 Now list to my morning's romanza—I tell the signs of the Answerer

And I stand before the young man face to face, and take his right hand in my left hand, and his left

hand in my right hand, And I answer for his brother, and for men, and I an- swer answer for him that

landscape, people, animals, The profound earth and its attributes, and the unquiet ocean, (so tell I my

to the President at his levee, And he says, Good-day, my brother!

I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air.

My special word to thee. Hear me illustrious!

woodedge, thy touching-distant beams enough, or man matured, or young or old, as now to thee I launch my

lengthening shadows, prepare my starry nights.

W. again: "Stedman thinks I should be happy to have my Lincoln poem classed with Lowell's ode.

W. said as to that: "Many of my friends have agreed with you, Doctor, about that.

I don't have much bother with my conscience. But books—well, books make a coward of me."

My dear friend—It is just dawn, but there is light enough to write by, and the birds in their old sweet

My first knowledge of you is all entangled with that little garden.

Harned had said to me, "They shan't collect that money except over my body."

I gave my check for $1500 to Tom just now.

And to my, "Well, and Clifford likes it!" W. exclaimed, "That's best news!

I put in, "If there is no law why should I not rob my brother's house?"

With their admission of the fraud, I had them right in my fist and I made 'em squirm.

well fortified does he think himself in his cobweb Gibraltar, that he blandly imagines the force of my

passionate, well-wishing, which I felt then, and feel to this hour, the gratitude and reverence of my

And my arriere and citadel positions—such as I have indicated in my June North American Review memorandum—were

as a statement “of all that could be said against that part (and a main part) in the construction of my

On the contrary, without waiting to understand what he has read, he talks about my letter to you being

He "at last understands better" my very "frequent association of" his own name "with Tolstoy's."

Yesterday was my birthday.

"I would as lief regret that I had not murdered my mother."

To-dayToday he turned up a Gardner letter which he brought to my notice before I left.

My dear Whitman,I received this morning from an old friend (Mr.

over waves, towards the house of maternity, the land of migrations, look afar, Look off the shores of my

"My days I sing, and the land's:" this is the key-note.

I cannot tell how my ankles bend, nor whence the cause of my faintest wish, Nor the cause of the friendship

That I walk up my stoop!

The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows; The air tastes good to my palate.

s on my way to Philadelphia (8:20). He was sleeping—I did not disturb him.

Give him my love. He grows dearer every day.Love to you & Mrs. TraubelYours always,R. G.

—in such a tone as drew all my life together into one sense of recognition and response.

There my memory is treacherous." How alive he seemed!

He had me arrested, but the sympathies of the community were all on my side."

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."

Whitman:I talked last night to my Waltham class (of forty ladies) about your work and read to them.

I always advise my pupils so.

I always found myself saying that in spite of my reservations.

faith, my sympathy, all leans to the one side."

I picked a sheet of paper up from under my feet. It was written over in W.'s handwriting.

"Then my displacement occurred: then I came to grief: there's nothing but my old hulk left."

He smiled over my latest skepticism.

I certainly fell over my own feet that time.

My memory never played me such a mean trick: I've had horrible experiences to meet, endure—but my memory

I took the note out of my pocket again and offered it to W.

You must have said something to stir him up on the subject of my health.

T. set rather a bad precedent immediately after my coming here!

I have finished my work at Oxford, and in the autumn I shall begin writing.

A silence on my part—and their solicitude!

He wished a duplicate plate of the title-page—"for my own use," he said, "for reasons."

O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! Such sights and sounds!

change of the light and shade, I see distant lands, as real and near to the inhabitants of them as my

see Hermes, unsuspected, dying, well-beloved, saying to the people, Do not weep for me, this is not my

I do not refuse you my hand, or prefer others before you, I do not say one word against you.

way myself, I find my home wherever there are any homes of men.

Harned was present part of the time of my stay.

W. said: "I am fortunate: now I can make sure of all my possessions.

Congratulated me on my possession of the picture.

the letters extra meanings: I am passing many of them over to you: I want to sort of fasten them in my

I don't well know when my American Selection will be out: my work on it is done, and the rest depends

Sir: I have received your letter of the 31st ult., calling my attention to your claim as informer in

My only wish is, that your rights to be adjudged informer shall be fully and fairly investigated and

No other course will, in my opinion, be satisfactory to the Department of War, and I do not think it

Upon my expression of opinion that I supposed from the tone of the letter he had enclosed a draft, W.

Called my attention to fact that the Courier of Friday printed his poem in full.

"It was before my eyes all the time I was writing."

I was on my way to Unity Church to hear Wande speak about King Lear.

"You know I never read my own poems." "Or recite?" "I don't recite because I don't know them.

And after a pause, I saying nothing between, "You are well enough aware that I don't sing my own songs

Also a letter from Mead, saying he will be glad to have my article and illustrations.

But for my own part I would put it in quite another way.

s demonstration of democratic art.Had forgotten about my Burroughs book today.

s immediately after his dinner and before my tea the last few nights and am glad.

Stopped at my newsstand this evening—examined Forum—scribbled on a piece of wrapping paper about a bundle

Also gave me red-lined sheet "To My 71st Year." Had used big pen. "I use it altogether.

My dear Traubel:I regret to say that it is impossible for me to be with you on the 31st of May, as I

streak of luck I come back in time, I shall certainly be with you on the occasion you speak of.Give my

Told him result of my quest of McKay, who is of course willing to take the book, will arrange imprint

6 March 1868 friday Friday the 6 My dear Walt i thought i would write again this week to tell you i had

coal but it held out till after the storm got a little settled and i got some) with the 5 that came in my

do he will stay till mr Lane sends an inspector out and then he is to inspect the new main he paid my

Monday 1868 November 2 My dear Walter i have got your letter to day with the money order i have been

honorable Mr Heyde well we wont won't say any thing of the bad but tell of the good he says han received my

and it does real good and the coal burns very good so you see dear i have a warm room and money in my

It is night, clear a nd cold: Han has just left my room; gone to t he east apartment: She p refers much

Lou sent her some time ago a box of underclothing, at my suggestion: She was badly off: I purchased a

She tried to sew a little to day: I was away 3 hours this morning, to Union to get subscribers to my

gets a chance of seeing him in the seething side of affairs in this great city, but I am going to make my

I should have been glad to die before I had left such a message as my last utterance, the final outcome

But I am disobeying my doctor, who has forbidden long letters for the present.

soldiers], down at the depot—[It w]as one of the same [old] sights, I could not keep the tears out of my

lately as though I must have some intermission, I feel well & hearty enough, & was never better, but my

—I] wish you would write very so[on again] too—I feel uneasy about [you]—I send my love to Jeff & Mat

somewhat impressed, but I could not see any thing in it worth calling supernatural—I wouldnt turn on my

could write— Wednesday forenoon—Mother, I didn't get the letter in the mail yesterday—I have just had my

breakfast, some good tea & good toast & butter—I write this in my room, 456 Sixth st.

infantry, that wouldn't do the same, on occasion— Tuesday morning April 12th Mother, I will finish my

envelopes, & one to George—Write how you are, dear Mother, & all the rest—I want to see you all—Jeff, my

sis is—I am well as usual, indeed first rate every way—I want to come on in a month, & try to print my

of Bascom 242 F Street stating that our testimony did not agree with the company rolls in regard to my

Clair my best wishes to you and Mrs.

Mr Abbot offered to assist me if necessary if he is there perhaps he can use his influence in my favour

MY DEAREST FRIEND: I had a lingering hope —till Herby went south again—that I should have a letter from

I expect Herby has described our neighbours to you—specially Levi Bryant, the father of my hostess—a

Chadwick, &c., from New York, with whom I have pleasant chats daily when I trudge up to fetch my letters—now

Anderton, near Chorley Lancashire, England 10 July 1891 My dear Walt Whitman, Two memorable & happy days—yesterday

—I have been looking forward eagerly to reading it, but it surpasses my best anticipations.

three, indeed, I cannot think of without swelling pride & joy in having such noble manly fellows for my

I was in my tent, washing and geting ready to go on parade, when our Orderly Sergeant came to my tent

I was quite taken aback I tell you as it was done so quietly that I was taken by surprise and my being

19 Oct 1869 tuesday Tuesday October 19 my dear Walter i receeved received your letter to day with the

magazine now adays but like to read it particularly at present for i have had such a sore thumb on my

visit that i particularly wanted her to come and that she must write to me as soon as she received my

I believe I told you in my last letter about the strange way the baby was born in the Chaplain's—well

past week or so, the heat is bad for the poor wounded men— Well, Lewy, I must now wind up—I send you my

love, my darling son & comrade, & request you to write me soon as convenient, how you are getting along

21 Feb '67 21 of febuary February My dear Walter here we are with another awfull awful snow storm it

should go but i would have had a pretty hard time with dooing doing the work and davis to cook for with my

coal but i let every thing slide along but i think matty gets better) but we get along pretty well my

Thomas Jefferson "Jeff" Whitman wrote that Mason "used to be in my party on the Water Works" (see his

I felt soon, & feel now, that it was a great impropriety on my part, & it has caused me much compunction

My recollection is that I confessed judgment, & proposed to Mr.

He came by appointment to my room in Classon avenue, Brooklyn, June 17, 1857, talked over the matter,

, & the nag Ned looks as well as ever—it is now nearly 12—& we are going to have chicken for dinner—My

We had a flurry of snow last evening, & it looks wintry enough to-day, but the sun is out, & I take my

Dec 14, & will write before long —All here speak of you with love, & send affectionate remembrances—My

I was sorry you did not come up to my room to get the shirt & other things you promised to accept from

O my dear comrade & brother, I hope it will prove your good luck to come safe through all the engagements

Now, my dearest comrade, I will bid you so long , & hope God will put it in your heart to bear toward

suppose the weather—& Nelly, half-sick, & Jennie about the same (but she will soon spring up)—aroused my

My sister Martha at St.

months ago —she has since no trouble with the cancer, (or supposed cancer)—Jeff & the children well—My

I have already transmitted to you, with my communication of the 29th November, referred to above, a copy

of my letter of instruction to the District Attorney of this District, which, with the other papers

Fort Bennet, July 21st 1863 Adjutant General Thomas, General: I have the honor to forward this my application

Herewith please see testimonials from my officers. I have the honor General to remain &c.

that the joint resolution passed by Congress is not the resolution of which a copy was enclosed in my

If this cannot be done, I do not feel at liberty to make any other proposal than that contained in my

W. in his room—not appearing extra well, nor feeling so—for he said: "This is one of my bad days: I have

I promised to leave it with him in the morning on my way to Philadelphia.

lines 40 letters 1120 1120 letters in page of Skakspere Shakespeare 's poems 1600 letters in one of my

sauntering the pavement, 9 great are the myths, I wander all night 10 Come closer to me Who learns my

by my children? Are to be they really failures? are they sterile, incompetent yieldings after all?

Are they not indeed to be as victorious shouts from my children?

Counting the tally of the surf‑suggestions wordless utterance of these liquid tongues And To pass within my

utterance tale of subterranean toil and wrongs Unf For once Seems here C c onfided to me * To pass within my

Louis May 9th 1873 My dear Walt I received your letter and I do not think you can form an idea how very

sincerely hope that you are right in your theory that the slow recovery indicates permanency—I hope to God, my