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Much of my reason for going would be, the weather, my condition, the case of transportation—this probably

It is, in my eyes, a valuable volume—peculiarly valuable, unique,—I might almost call it sweet—for two

"I shall send it—or let you send it—just as comes up as most convenient and easy—fits in with my mood

speeches of Gilder, Hawthorne, Bonsall, Garland, Eyre, and he will examine, suggest, and return to my

Davis had gone and my exclamation: "How beautiful in their own element!"

honey—don't make enough of the other side of the critter—and there is another side, as all you—all my

To my demur, explaining: "I know that is the harsh view—that there is another.

I spoke of having read "Song of the Rolling Earth" aloud in my room—of the delight it gave me.

It is about here somewhere among my trash and would serve well for you to know.

. & I will bring out my book on you sometime, perhaps sooner than we any of us know.

I wrote from London Canada to Frederick Wilson peremptorily ordering him to return my ms to me.Do write

W. then: "That is striking—it is what I am trying to say—why Kennedy's book fails to excite my enthusiasms

Expressed gladness, asked after him: "Give him my love.

—"Not a bit—on the contrary, the closer contact enlarges my appreciation.

I made up my mind from the first that at a time when all literature was sickly with plaints, moan, sillinesses

"Here are my lots—I like these—I'll come out some day and buy half a dozen."

following letter: Your letter to Walt Whitman, which he has shown to me, has raised this question in my

mind, whether my inference be true, that you will expunge the paragraph or paragraphs referred to rather

evening—from Baltimore sooner than expected.W. still reading the Lincoln matter, saying, "I adhere to my

W. said, "My young man here is good—none could be better.

No, no, they may not want it, of course—that is one of my risks.

But the words he puts into my mouth, the so-called actual phrase, touch—oh! they are very funny.

been at a meter meeting—all the principal stockholders present—got home about 6 P.M. and found it on my

I cannot understand you leaving it out—to my mind it is an admirable piece—most valuable.

The springs break forth like the table there—like my head—like my leg—like my arm—all sizes and forms

"I suppose it is good—it is reputed good, but I can't take it, which people say is my fault not the fault

No other method would accomplish my purpose.'" I asked W., "Do you think he was right?"

Gave me a copy of Black and White for my father.

It is one of the despairs of my life—to listen, to lose! I shall never recover from the disaster!

a loose story—if it have wit, if it pass for a good purpose—illustrate, illumine—but otherwise all my

my dear mother!" What a touch that, in indirection and tone!

In this connection called my attention to the following in today's Press: "Chief Brown, of Pittsburg's

It did my eyes good to see her again. She seemed to bring the whole past back with her."

And in fact it has long been one of my cherished thoughts."

And she assured me I could have everything my own way with them."

A great many of my things here used to disappear that way."

And he gave me some of the slip reprints of my Post piece of 1st (reprinted on four-page leaflet).

SONG OF THE ANSWERER. 1 NOW list to my morning's romanza, I tell the signs of the Answerer, To the cities

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 answer for him that answers for all

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, to Cudge that hoes in the sugar-field

Farewell my brethren, Farewell O earth and sky, farewell ye neighboring waters, My time has ended, my

heard not, As the wood-spirits came from their haunts of a thousand years to join the refrain, But in my

many a summer sun, And the white snows and night and the wild winds; O the great patient rugged joys, my

SONG OF THE ANSWERER. 1 NOW list to my morning's romanza, I tell the signs of the Answerer, To the cities

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 answer for him that answers for all

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, to Cudge that hoes in the sugar-field

Farewell my brethren, Farewell O earth and sky, farewell ye neighboring waters, My time has ended, my

heard not, As the wood-spirits came from their haunts of a thousand years to join the refrain, But in my

many a summer sun, And the white snows and night and the wild winds; O the great patient rugged joys, my

My morning report this morning (and for the last 8 days has been the same) was I—Capt, 2 Sergts 2 Corpls

I suppose the draft must be through with in New York & Brooklyn by this time, I wonder how many of my

another fine Stroke for our side, and Gillmore to at Charleston seems to be getting along well, but its my

I suppose Walt thinks strange of my not writing to him, but as you send my letters around, writing to

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

Today, finishing my 70th year, the fancy comes for celebrating it by a special, complete final utterance

And for testimony to all (and good measure), I here with pen and ink append my name.

He read it at once, putting on his glasses and saying when done, in answer to my question, "Yes—it is

But W. himself said: "My sight, like my hearing, is gradually going: I feel it from time to time markedly

Then he continued—"I freely give my consent to the use of the Gutekunst portrait if you care to use that

Yet, such are the drains of the heat on my small treasure of strength, that the vim I had (Lord knows

I have had the book a couple of years (Gabriel sent it to me himself: he is my personal friend) but have

in the matter you can't hit a landlord too often, Irish or American, and if you hit and don't hear my

Put the photo for the frontispiece in my hands: "I leave it all to you fellows to do right with: if you

of my own make."

Sometimes I think I eat too much—am not cautious enough—though caution is one of my strong points, too

At my mention of Bucke, "Dear, dear Doctor!" And of Ingersoll, "Dear, dear Ingersoll, too!"

Would he object to my giving copy of his Bolton letter to Kennedy for the Transcript?

The old ferry has been a part of my life, not to be wiped out but with life itself."

W.: "Easier—not at my worst." Warrie: "How does the cough—eased up?" W.: "Kind 'o—" (Pause.

Then after a pause, "I gave him a copy of my big book—gave away three copies, in fact—one to each of

And as for my own? No, never!

In fact, I am not a demonstrable being, even to my intimate friends.

And to my "yes" he added, "Then you have said truth.

Give her my love, anyway." Saturday, November 7, 1891

every word, several times," he said, and added, "If I wrote on the subject at all, that would be about my

After a little my mother came in.

"I know you, my dear, don't I? Haven't I known you somewhere?"

At the table W. said, "I think champagne and oysters were made for me: that they are prima facie in my

our coast" than have America "make any stand for military tradition," adding explanatorily, "It is my

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

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!

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

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

Buds" (1891)"Unseen Buds" first appeared in 1891 in the second annex of Leaves of Grass, "Good-Bye my

later editions.However, when read along with "The Unexpress'd," "Grand is the Seen," and "Good-Bye 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.

One of those children was five-year-old Walt Whitman, who, as he recorded in "My First Reading—Lafayette

"My First Reading—Lafayette." Specimen Days. Vol. 1 of Prose Works 1892. Ed. Floyd Stovall.

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

Then my realities; What else is so real as mine?

done and gone, we remain; There is no final reliance but upon us; Democracy rests finally upon us, (I, my

Weep not, child, Weep not, my darling, With these kisses let me remove your tears, The ravening clouds

Something there is, (With my lips soothing thee, adding I whisper, I give thee the first suggestion,

Me, ruthless and devilish as any, that my wrists are not chained with iron, or my ankles with iron?

Weep not, child, Weep not, my darling, With these kisses let me remove your tears, The ravening clouds

Something there is, (With my lips soothing thee, adding I whisper, I give thee the first suggestion,

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

So now with my moving, & house-keeping, & getting through with a day in the office, you can say that

My sister Jeannie, Mrs. Channing, will be here before the month ends, I hope.

New York April 30th 18 60 Walt, I was very glad indeed to hear from you in answer to my last, and you

to find your business was progressing so favorably, — In accordance with not only your wishes, but my

I always carry a stout double-pocket haversack, filled with things—also large pockets in my coat &c—I

have learnt what is appropriate—I generally carry a bottle of wine—I buy oranges by the box, & fill my

Your other touches give accuracy to my over-statements.

Did you see my snow study "Tumultuous Privacy, last monday in Transcript p. 6?

Kennedy has not crossed my sight very recently; I hope to spend an evening with him before I leave.

young fellows over there, who have written lately, have also sent greetings & love, to which adding my

Mar 4. 1889 My dear Sir.

This, & this alone must be my excuse for adding another needless letter to your overburdened table.

of to do is to have the correspondence just forwarded me by O'Connor printed with some comments of my

Please let me know at once what you think of my plan Your friend R M Bucke Richard Maurice Bucke to Walt

occurred to me that your moving may make it desirable to have some extra cash just now, and so I send you my

Alma was sorely disappointed at my not bringing you home with us Sunday and hope you will very soon visit

Your poems have come to me anew —here in Rome—and have revived and deepened my consciousness of great

I have my studies here—for I am a painter.

I have read "As a strong bird on pinions free" and can hardly express my admiration for your poetry.

if you would be kind enough to put your autograph in it and I hope you will not think it immodest in my

You once brought him to my studio in Brooklyn.

I can imagine or recall him now, as he sat on the extreme end of my lounge—High Priest of Nature!

week and I was glad to hear from you This leaves me all well hopeing hoping it may find you the same My

with a paper that I received from there some time ago you want me to write all the particulars about my

This X is taken from my rent money, and makes us much short on rent.

with eight failures of those owing us, and many of the books that were supposed to be sold for cost by my