Selections from the Prose and Poetry of Walt WhitmanSmall, Maynard & Company, 1898 - 257 pages |
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... Death of Wind - foot , The American Review , June , 1845 ) , and in this name the copyright of Leaves of Grass in 1855 was taken out . In all later editions the name appears as Walt . College , and travelled in the New England States ...
... Death of Wind - foot , The American Review , June , 1845 ) , and in this name the copyright of Leaves of Grass in 1855 was taken out . In all later editions the name appears as Walt . College , and travelled in the New England States ...
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... death . The same year he suffered his greatest loss in the death of his mother . In 1874 he delivered The Song of the Universal at the Commencement of Tufts College . In 1875 Memoranda of the War was published . The sixth edition of ...
... death . The same year he suffered his greatest loss in the death of his mother . In 1874 he delivered The Song of the Universal at the Commencement of Tufts College . In 1875 Memoranda of the War was published . The sixth edition of ...
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... death . Walter was the second of a family of nine children , — seven boys and two girls . The Whitmans are English stock , the line in New England being directly traceable to the Rev. Zechariah Whitman ( born 1595 ) , who came from ...
... death . Walter was the second of a family of nine children , — seven boys and two girls . The Whitmans are English stock , the line in New England being directly traceable to the Rev. Zechariah Whitman ( born 1595 ) , who came from ...
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... death , in 1873 , " They were the two best and sweetest women I have ever seen or known , or ever ex- pect to see ... Death : : - her as " " As at thy portals also death , Entering thy sovereign INTRODUCTION xvii.
... death , in 1873 , " They were the two best and sweetest women I have ever seen or known , or ever ex- pect to see ... Death : : - her as " " As at thy portals also death , Entering thy sovereign INTRODUCTION xvii.
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Walt Whitman Oscar Lovell Triggs. As at thy portals also death , Entering thy sovereign , dim , illimitable grounds , To memories of my mother , to the divine blending , maternity , To her , buried and gone , yet buried not , gone not ...
Walt Whitman Oscar Lovell Triggs. As at thy portals also death , Entering thy sovereign , dim , illimitable grounds , To memories of my mother , to the divine blending , maternity , To her , buried and gone , yet buried not , gone not ...
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Page 185 - O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN ! O CAPTAIN ! my Captain ! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd 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 176 - WHEN lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night, I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
Page 109 - I am the poet of the woman the same as the man, And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man, And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
Page 182 - And the charm of the carol rapt me, As I held as if by their hands my comrades in the night, And the voice of my spirit tallied the song of the bird.
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 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, I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at,fhy ease observing a spear of summer grass.
Page 155 - Cautiously peering, absorbing, translating. Shine! shine! shine! Pour down your warmth, great sun! While we bask, we two together. Two together! Winds blow south, or winds blow north, Day come white, or night come black, Home, or rivers and mountains from home, Singing all time, minding no time, While we two keep together.
Page 119 - Why should I wish to see God better than this day? I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then, In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass...
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...
Page 117 - I have no chair, no church, no philosophy, I lead no man to a dinner-table, library, exchange, But each man and each woman of you I lead upon a knoll, My left hand hooking you round the waist, My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents and the public road. Not I, not any one else can travel that road for you, You must travel it for yourself.