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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

Book XX. By The Roadside: Gliding Over All

Gliding o’er all, through all,
Through Nature, Time, and Space,
As a ship on the waters advancing,
The voyage of the soul—not life alone,
Death, many deaths I’ll sing.

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Song of Myself, XXXV

Would you hear of an old-time sea-… Would you learn who won by the lig… List to the yarn, as my grandmothe… Our foe was no skulk in his ship… His was the surly English pluck,…
Song of Myself, XVI

I am of old and young, of the fool… Regardless of others, ever regardf… Maternal as well as paternal, a ch… Stuff’d with the stuff that is coa… One of the Nation of many nations…
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So Far and So Far, and on Toward the End

SO far, and so far, and on toward… Singing what is sung in this book,… me; But whether I continue beyond thi… Whether I shall dart forth the tr…
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Book XXX. Whispers of Heavenly Death: Chanting the Square Deific

Chanting the square deific, out of… Out of the old and new, out of the… Solid, four-sided, (all the sides… Old Brahm I, and I Saturnius am; Not Time affects me—I am Time, o…
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Book XX. By The Roadside: Mother and Babe

I see the sleeping babe, nestling… mother; The sleeping mother and babe—hush’… long and long.
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Book XXXV. Good-Bye My Fancy: An Ended Day

The soothing sanity and blitheness… The pomp and hurried contest-glare… Now triumph! transformation! jubil…
Book XXI. Drum-Taps: Cavalry Crossing a Ford

A line in long array where they wi… They take a serpentine course, the… musical clank, Behold the silvery river, in it th… Behold the brown-faced men, each g…
Book XXXIV. Sands At Seventy: With Husky-Haughty Lips, O Sea!

With husky-haughty lips, O sea! Where day and night I wend thy su… Imaging to my sense thy varied str… (I see and plainly list thy talk a… Thy troops of white-maned racers r…
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Book I. Inscriptions: For Him I Sing

For him I sing, I raise the present on the past, (As some perennial tree out of its… With time and space I him dilate… To make himself by them the law un…
From my Last Years

FROM my last years, last thought… Scatter’d and dropt, in seeds, and… Through moisture of Ohio, prairie… California air, For Time to germinate fully.
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Book XX. By The Roadside: Thought

Of Equality—as if it harm’d me, g… rights as myself—as if it were not… that others possess the same.
What Weeping Face

WHAT weeping face is that lookin… Why does it stream those sorrowful… Is it for some burial place, vast… Is it to wet the soil of graves?
To Oratists

TO ORATISTS—to male or female… Vocalism, measure, concentration,… to use words. Are you full-lung’d and limber-lip… practice? from physique?
Book XIX. Sea-Drift: After the Sea-Ship

After the sea-ship, after the whis… After the white-gray sails taut to… Below, a myriad myriad waves haste… Tending in ceaseless flow toward t… Waves of the ocean bubbling and gu…
Book XXXV. Good-Bye My Fancy: To the Sun-Set Breeze

Ah, whispering, something again, u… Where late this heated day thou en… Thou, laving, tempering all, cool-… Me, old, alone, sick, weak-down, m… Thou, nestling, folding close and…
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