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Including
Sands at Seventy, Good Bye My Fancy
Old Age Echoes, and A Backward Glance

O'er Travel'd Roads

By
WALT WHITMAN

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COPYRIGHT

1855, 1856, 1860, 1867 1871, 1876, 1881, 1882, 1883, 1884, 1888, 1891

BY WALT WHITMAN

COPYRIGHT

1897 BY RICHARD MAURICE BUCKE THOMAS B. HARNED AND HORACE L. TRAUBEL

LITERARY EXECUTORS OF WALT WHITMAN

ENTERED AT STATIONERS HALL

COME, SAID MY SOUL,
SUCH VERSES FOR MY BODY LET US WRITE, (FOR WE ARE ONE,)
THAT SHOULD I AFTER DEATH INVISIBLY RETURN,
OR, LONG, LONG HENCE, IN OTHER SPHERES,
THERE TO SOME GROUP OF MATES THE CHANTS RESUMING,
(TALLYING EARTH'S SOIL, TREES, WINDS, TUMULTUOUS WAVES,)
EVER WITH PLEAS'D SMILE I MAY KEEP ON,
EVER AND EVER YET THE VERSES OWNING - AS, FIRST, I HERE AND NOW,
SIGNING FOR SOUL AND BODY, SET TO THEM MY NAME,

Nau-Whitman

AL 4159.10.9

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AUTHOR'S NOTE FROM 1891-2 EDITION. * As there are now several editions of L. of G., different texts and dates, I wish to say that I prefer and recommend this present one, complete, for future printing, if there should be any; a copy and fac-simile, indeed, of the text of these 438 pages. The subsequent adjusting interval which is so important to form'd and launch'd work, books especially, has pass'd ; and waiting till fully after that, I have given (pages 423-438) my concluding words.

W. W.

These concluding words appear on pp. 433-446 of the present edition.

CONTENTS.

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VONE's-Self I SING
VAS I PONDER'D IN SILENCE
IN CABIN'D SHIPS AT SEA
TO FOREIGN LANDS
TO A HISTORIAN
TO THEE OLD CAUSE
EIDÓLONS
For Him I SING
WHEN I READ THE BOOK
BEGINNING MY STUDIES
BEGINNERS
TO THE STATES .
ON JOURNEYS THROUGH THE States.
TO A CERTAIN CANTATRICE
ME IMPERTURBE
SAVANTISM.
THE SHIP STARTING
I HEAR AMERICA SINGING
WHAT PLACE IS BESIEGED?.
JSTILL THOUGH THE ONE I SING
SHUT NOT YOUR DOORS
POETS TO COME .
To You.

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THOU READER
STARTING FROM PAUMANOK
SONG OF MYSELF
CHILDREN OF ADAM.

TO THE GARDEN THE WORLD
FROM PENT-UP ACHING RIVERS
I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC
A WOMAN WAITS FOR ME
SPONTANEOUS Me.
ONE HOUR TO MADNESS AND JOY
OUT OF THE ROLLING OCEAN THE CROWD
AGES AND AGES RETURNING AT INTERVALS
We Two, How LONG WE WERE FOOL'D
O HYMEN ! O HYMENEE!.
I AM He that ACHES with Love
NATIVE MOMENTS
ONCE I PASS'D THROUGH A Populous City
I HEARD YOU SOLEMN-Sweet PIPES OF THE ORGAN
FACING WEST FROM CALIFORNIA'S SHORES
As ADAM EARLY IN THE MORNING

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