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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

Book I. Inscriptions: Still Though the One I Sing

Still though the one I sing,
(One, yet of contradictions made,) I dedicate to Nationality,
I leave in him revolt, (O latent right of insurrection! O quenchless,
indispensable fire!)

#1855 #AmericanWriters #LeavesOfGrass

Other works by Walt Whitman...
Burial

1 To think of it! To think of time—of all that retro… To think of to—day and the ages co… forward! 2 Have you guess’d you yourself w…
Book XXXV. Good-Bye My Fancy: The Commonplace

The commonplace I sing; How cheap is health! how cheap nob… Abstinence, no falsehood, no glutt… The open air I sing, freedom, tol… (Take here the mainest lesson—less…
Book XXXV. Good-Bye My Fancy: Grand is the Seen

Grand is the seen, the light, to m… Grand is the earth, and grand are… And grand their laws, so multiform… But grander far the unseen soul of… (What were all those, indeed, with…
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 XXXV. Good-Bye My Fancy: Osceola

When his hour for death had come, He slowly rais’d himself from the… Drew on his war-dress, shirt, legg… waist, Call’d for vermilion paint (his lo…
Book XXXII. From Noon to Starry Night: Ah Poverties, Wincings Sulky Retreats

Ah poverties, wincings, and sulky… Ah you foes that in conflict have… (For what is my life or any man’s… the incessant war?) You degradations, you tussle with…
Book XXX. Whispers of Heavenly Death: As If a Phantom Caress’d Me

As if a phantom caress’d me, I thought I was not alone, walkin… But the one I thought was with me… one I loved, that caress’d me, As I lean and look through the gl…
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American Feuillage

America always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida’s green peninsula!… Louisiana! Always the cotton—fiel… Always California’s golden hills…
Book XXIV. Autumn Rivulets: Out From Behind His Mask (To Confront a Portrait)

Out from behind this bending rough… These lights and shades, this dram… This common curtain of the face co… you, in each for each, (Tragedies, sorrows, laughter, tea…
Book XXIV. Autumn Rivulets: The Singer in the Prison

O sight of shame, and pain, and do… O fearful thought—a convict Soul! Rang the refrain along the hall, t… Rose to the roof, the vaults of he… Pouring in floods of melody in ton…
Book XXXIV. Sands At Seventy: Paumanok

Sea-beauty! stretch’d and basking! One side thy inland ocean laving,… steamers, sails, And one the Atlantic’s wind cares… dark-gliding in the distance.
Book XXII. Memories of President Lincoln: This Dust Was Once the Man

This dust was once the Man, Gentle, plain, just and resolute—u… Against the foulest crime in histo… Was saved the Union of These Sta…
Book V. Calamus: A Glimpse

A Glimpse, through an interstice… Of a crowd of workmen and drivers… late of a winter night—And I unre… Of a youth who loves me, and whom… seating himself near, that he may…
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Book X: Our Old Feuillage

Always our old feuillage! Always Florida’s green peninsula—… Louisiana—always the cotton-fields… Always California’s golden hills… of New Mexico—always soft-breath’…
Song of Myself, XLIV

It is time to explain myself’€”let… What is known I strip away, I launch all men and women forward… The clock indicates the moment’€”b… We have thus far exhausted trillio…



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