On a flat road runs the well-train’d run… He is lean and sinewy with muscular legs… He is thinly clothed, he leans forward a… With lightly closed fists and arms parti…

Not to exclude or demarcate, or pick out… masses (even to expose them,) But add, fuse, complete, extend—and cele… To span vast realms of space and time, Evolution—the cumulative—growths and gen…

Dazzling and tremendous how quick the su… If I could not now and always send sun-… We also ascend dazzling and tremendous a… We found our own O my soul in the calm… My voice goes after what my eyes cannot…

AN old man bending, I come, among new f… Years looking backward, resuming, in ans… Come tell us, old man, as from young men… (Arous’d and angry, I’d thought to beat… but soon my fingers fail’d me, my face d…

HOURS continuing long, sore and heavy-… Hours of the dusk, when I withdraw to a… spot, seating myself, leaning my face in… Hours sleepless, deep in the night, when… the country roads, or through the city s…

This is the meal equally set, this the m… It is for the wicked just the same as th… I will not have a single person slighted… The kept-woman, sponger, thief, are here… The heavy-lipp’d slave is invited, the v…

As down the stage again, With Spanish hat and plumes, and gait i… Back from the fading lessons of the past… How much from thee! the revelation of th… (So firm—so liquid-soft—again that tremu…

A voice from Death, solemn and strange,… With sudden, indescribable blow—towns dr… thousands slain, The vaunted work of thrift, goods, dwell… Dash’d pell-mell by the blow—yet usher’d…

LET us twain walk aside from the rest; Now we are together privately, do you di… mony; Come! vouchsafe to me what has yet been… safed to none—Tell me the whole story,

Not meagre, latent boughs alone, O song… talons,) But haply for some sunny day (who knows?… summer—bursting forth, To verdant leaves, or sheltering shade—t…

On, on the same, ye jocund twain! My life and recitative, containing birth… Fitful as motley-tongues of flame, insep… one—combining all, My single soul—aims, confirmations, fail…

There was a child went forth every day, And the first object he look’d upon, tha… And that object became part of him for t… Or for many years or stretching cycles o… The early lilacs became part of this chi…

In a little house keep I pictures suspe… It is round, it is only a few inches fro… Yet behold, it has room for all the show… Here the tableaus of life, and here the… Here, do you know this? this is cicerone…