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The Interior of the Nieuwe Kerk, Amsterdam, with a Sermon in Progress, by Emanuel de Witte
Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

Book XX. By The Roadside: A Child’s Amaze

Silent and amazed, even when a little boy,
I remember I heard the preacher every Sunday put God in his statements,
As contending against some being or influence.

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Book XXXIV. Sands At Seventy: A Carol Closing Sixty-Nine

A carol closing sixty-nine—a resum… My lines in joy and hope continuin… Of ye, O God, Life, Nature, Fre… Of you, my Land—your rivers, prai… Your aggregate retain’d entire—Of…
Book XXXIV. Sands At Seventy: From Montauk Point

I stand as on some mighty eagle’s… Eastward the sea absorbing, viewin… The tossing waves, the foam, the s… The wild unrest, the snowy, curlin… of waves,
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Book XXIV. Autumn Rivulets: Italian Music in Dakota

(“The Seventeenth—the finest Regi… Through the soft evening air enwin… Rocks, woods, fort, cannon, pacing… In dulcet streams, in flutes’ and… Electric, pensive, turbulent, arti…
Book V. Calamus: City of Orgies

City of orgies, walks and joys! City whom that I have lived and s… you illustrious, Not the pageants of you—not your s… repay me;
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Book XX. By The Roadside: Germs

Forms, qualities, lives, humanity,… The ones known, and the ones unkno… The stars themselves, some shaped,… Wonders as of those countries, the… whatever they may be,
Book XIX. Sea-Drift: On the Beach at Night Alone

On the beach at night alone, As the old mother sways her to and… As I watch the bright stars shini… universes and of the future. A vast similitude interlocks all,
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Book V. Calamus: O You Whom I Often and Silently Come

O you whom I often and silently c… with you; As I walk by your side, or sit ne… you, Little you know the subtle electri…
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Book XX. By The Roadside: Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour

Hast never come to thee an hour, A sudden gleam divine, precipitati… wealth? These eager business aims—books, p… To utter nothingness?
Book V. Calamus: To a Western Boy

Many things to absorb I teach to… Yet if blood like mine circle not… If you be not silently selected by…
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Book XXXIII. Songs Of Parting: Now Finale to the Shore

Now finale to the shore, Now land and life finale and farew… Now Voyager depart, (much, much f… Often enough hast thou adventur’d… Cautiously cruising, studying the…
Song of Myself, XLII

A call in the midst of the crowd, My own voice, orotund sweeping and… Come my children, Come my boys and girls, my women,… Now the performer launches his ner…
Song of Myself, V

I believe in you my soul, the othe… And you must not be abased to the… Loafe with me on the grass, loose… Not words, not music or rhyme I w… Only the lull I like, the hum of…
Book V. Calamus: Here the Frailest Leaves of Me

Here the frailest leaves of me, an… Here I shade and hide my thoughts… And yet they expose me more than a…
Book V. Calamus: Trickle Drops

Trickle drops! my blue veins leavi… O drops of me! trickle, slow drops… Candid from me falling, drip, blee… From wounds made to free you whenc… From my face, from my forehead and…
Book XX. By The Roadside: To Old Age

I see in you the estuary that enla… in the great sea.
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