Selections from the Prose and Poetry of Walt WhitmanSmall, Maynard, 1898 - 257 pages |
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... thee an Hour 164 165 DRUM - TAPS Song of the Banner at Daybreak . · 165 Rise O Days from your Fathomless Deeps Cavalry crossing a Ford 166 169 Bivouae on a Mountain Side An Army Corps on the March 169 169 By the Bivouac's Fitful Flame ...
... thee an Hour 164 165 DRUM - TAPS Song of the Banner at Daybreak . · 165 Rise O Days from your Fathomless Deeps Cavalry crossing a Ford 166 169 Bivouae on a Mountain Side An Army Corps on the March 169 169 By the Bivouac's Fitful Flame ...
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... thee A Clear Midnight SONGS OF PARTING 220 224 225 225 226 Years of the Modern 226 Camps of Green . 228 As They Draw to a Close . 229 Joy , Shipmate , Joy ! 229 The Untold Want 229 Portals 230 These Carols So Long ! SANDS AT SEVENTY 230 ...
... thee A Clear Midnight SONGS OF PARTING 220 224 225 225 226 Years of the Modern 226 Camps of Green . 228 As They Draw to a Close . 229 Joy , Shipmate , Joy ! 229 The Untold Want 229 Portals 230 These Carols So Long ! SANDS AT SEVENTY 230 ...
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... thee , even as basking babe , then happy boy alone by some wood edge , thy touching - distant beams enough , or man matured or young or old . ” Other details of early perception are revealed in There was a Child Went Forth : The early ...
... thee , even as basking babe , then happy boy alone by some wood edge , thy touching - distant beams enough , or man matured or young or old . ” Other details of early perception are revealed in There was a Child Went Forth : The early ...
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... thee , O soul , But now it seems to me sound leads o'er all the rest . " Give me , " he exclaims , " to hold all sounds . " Fill me with all the voices of the universe , Endow me with their throbbings , Nature's also , The tempests ...
... thee , O soul , But now it seems to me sound leads o'er all the rest . " Give me , " he exclaims , " to hold all sounds . " Fill me with all the voices of the universe , Endow me with their throbbings , Nature's also , The tempests ...
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... thee , — Not as involved in the garb of the dim and mouldering Past , Not as in tomes and in tombs , But truth , alive and afresh , Flowing again in the mind . That gave up its life to be cleansed and refilled with its essences pure ...
... thee , — Not as involved in the garb of the dim and mouldering Past , Not as in tomes and in tombs , But truth , alive and afresh , Flowing again in the mind . That gave up its life to be cleansed and refilled with its essences pure ...
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Page 105 - How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me, And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, And reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet. Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth...
Page 110 - I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journeywork of the stars, And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren, And the tree-toad is a...
Page 184 - O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O CAPTAIN ! my Captain ! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring ; But O heart ! heart ! heart ! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
Page 118 - I have said that the soul is not more than the body, And I have said that the body is not more than the soul, And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's self is, And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud...
Page 182 - Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later delicate death. Prais'd be the fathomless universe, For life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious, And for love, sweet love — but praise! praise! praise! For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding death.
Page 156 - Loud! loud! loud! Loud I call to you, my love! High and clear I shoot my voice over the waves, Surely you must know who is here, is here, You must know who I am, my love.
Page 104 - I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
Page 180 - Limitless out of the dusk, out of the cedars and pines. Sing on dearest brother, warble your reedy song, Loud human song, with voice of uttermost woe.
Page 182 - From me to thee glad serenades, Dances for thee I propose saluting thee, adornments and feastings for thee, And the sights of the open landscape and the high-spread sky are fitting, And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night...
Page xxix - Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth, And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own, And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own, And that all men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers, And that a kelson of the creation is love...