...delight me, Xow I stand on this spot with my soul." "The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me—lie complains of my gab and my loitering. I too am not a bit tamed—I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world." "I too, Pmimanok,...

...For an example of a grand harmony, I desire again to quote the great prose-poet of America : — " The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me. He complains of my gab and my loitering. I, too, am not in the least tamed ; I, too, am untranslatable. I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world."...

...hawk swoops by and accuses me. He complains of my gab and my loitering. I, too, am not in the least tamed ; I, too, am untranslatable. I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world." How this could be improved by being cut into equal strips to the measurement of the heroic verse-yard,...

...comparison and the quatrain : — ' The spotted hawk swoops bv and accuses meHe complains of my gab and loitering, I too am not a bit tamed — I too am untranslatable...sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.' It is a difficult task to single one from the mass, any one passage which shall convey an adequate...

...spotted hawk swoops by and accuses meHe complains of my gab and loitering, I too am not a bit tamed--! too am untranslatable ; I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.' It is a difficult task to single one from the mass, any one passage which shall convey an adequate...

...there is in such spasmodic utterances as the following,—and his book abounds in far worse passages: I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable,...scud of day holds back for me, It flings my likeness afier the rest and true as any on the shadowed wilds, It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk. I depart...

...commonplace. The famous poem called " Walt Whitman " is now the " Song of Myself." It still maintains : — I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable...sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. It still has the portrait of Whitman when younger, standing in a loose flannel shirt and slouched hat,...

...setting himself to write a poem. In fact, Caliban, and not Walt Whitman, might have written this : I too am not a bit tamed — I too am untranslatable,...sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. Is this man with the "barbaric yawp" to push Longfellow into the shade, and he meanwhile to stand and...

...supper? Who wishes to walk with me ? Will you speak before I am gone? will you prove already too late? 52 The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering. "J_too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, IsourP(i my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the...

...need your paces when I myself can out-gallop them ? Even as I stand or sit passing faster than you. I too, am not a bit tamed, I too, am untranslatable,...as any on the shadow'd wilds, It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk. I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in...