Leaves of Grass: Including a Fac-simile Autobiography, Variorum Readings of the Poems and a Department of Gathered LeavesD. McKay, 1900 - 526 pages |
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... heart , the passing of blood and air through my lungs ; The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves , and of the shore , and dark - color'd sea - rocks , and of hay in the barn ; The sound of the belch'd words of my voice , words loos'd to ...
... heart , the passing of blood and air through my lungs ; The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves , and of the shore , and dark - color'd sea - rocks , and of hay in the barn ; The sound of the belch'd words of my voice , words loos'd to ...
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... 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 ; And I know that the hand of God is the promise " of my ...
... 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 ; And I know that the hand of God is the promise " of my ...
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... heart and the old maid - for me mothers , and the mothers of mothers ; For me lips that have smiled , eyes that have shed tears ; For me children , and the begetters of children . ' Undrape ! you are not guilty to me , nor stale , nor ...
... heart and the old maid - for me mothers , and the mothers of mothers ; For me lips that have smiled , eyes that have shed tears ; For me children , and the begetters of children . ' Undrape ! you are not guilty to me , nor stale , nor ...
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... heart ; Copulation is no more rank to me than death is . I believe in the flesh and the appetites ; Seeing , hearing , feeling , are miracles , and each part and tag of me is a miracle . Divine am I inside and out , and I make holy ...
... heart ; Copulation is no more rank to me than death is . I believe in the flesh and the appetites ; Seeing , hearing , feeling , are miracles , and each part and tag of me is a miracle . Divine am I inside and out , and I make holy ...
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... heart's complaint ; " ) I hear the key'd cornet - it glides quickly in through my ears ; It shakes mad - sweet pangs through my belly and breast . I hear the chorus - it is a grand opera ; * Ah , this indeed is music ! This suits me . A ...
... heart's complaint ; " ) I hear the key'd cornet - it glides quickly in through my ears ; It shakes mad - sweet pangs through my belly and breast . I hear the chorus - it is a grand opera ; * Ah , this indeed is music ! This suits me . A ...
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1856 under title 56 read 60 read added in Songs America amid arms bards beautiful behold blood body breast breath chant comrades crowd dark dead dear death divine dream Drum earth Eidolons eyes face fill'd forever give ground hand head hear henceforth immortal islands Journeyers Kanada land leaves LEAVES OF GRASS Lilacs living look look'd lovers Manhattan Mannahatta mother mountains never night pass pass'd Passage to India peace pennant perfect persons phrenology Pioneers poems poets published in 1860 published in Drum-Taps race rest rise river sail ships shore silent sing singers sleep soldiers Soul sound stand stars strong swear sweet thee things thou thought to-day voice Wacho waits walk Walt Whitman waves whoever wind woman women woods words young ΙΟ
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Page 92 - Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.) I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the doorslab.
Page 31 - 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 35 - 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 the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers, And that a kelson of the creation is love...
Page 375 - 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. O Captain ! my Captain...
Page 235 - THERE was a child went forth every day, And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became, And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day, Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.
Page 196 - I HEAR America singing, the varied carols I hear, Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong, The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam, The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work, The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck, The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands, The wood-cutter's song, the...
Page 368 - States themselves as of crape-veil'd women standing, With processions long and winding and the flambeaus of the night, With the countless torches lit, with the silent sea of faces and the unbared heads, With the waiting depot, the arriving coffin, and the...
Page 85 - Cycles ferried my cradle, rowing and rowing like cheerful boatmen, For room to me stars kept aside in their own rings, They sent influences to look after what was to hold me. Before I was born out of my mother generations guided me, My embryo has never been torpid, nothing could overlay it. For it the nebula cohered to an orb, The long slow strata piled to rest it on, Vast vegetables gave it sustenance, Monstrous sauroids transported it in their mouths and deposited it with care. \ All forces have...
Page 92 - Perhaps I might tell more. Outlines ! I plead for my brothers and sisters. Do you see O my brothers and sisters? It is not chaos or death — it is form, union, plan — it is eternal life — it is Happiness.
Page 375 - Passing, I leave thee lilac with heart-shaped leaves, I leave thee there in the door-yard, blooming, returning with spring.