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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

To Other Lands

I HEAR you have been asking for something to repre–
        sent the new race, our self-poised Democracy,
Therefore I send you my poems, that you behold in
        them what you wanted.

Leaves of Grass

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Autres oeuvres par Walt Whitman...
Song of Myself, XXII

You sea! I resign myself to you a… I behold from the beach your crook… I believe you refuse to go back wi… We must have a turn together, I u… Cushion me soft, rock me in billow…
Had I the Choice

Had I the choice to tally greates… To limn their portraits, stately,… Homer with all his wars and warrio… Or Shakespeare’s woe—entangled Ha… Meter or wit the best, or choice c…
Two Rivulets

TWO Rivulets side by side, Two blended, parallel, strolling t… Companions, travelers, gossiping a… For the Eternal Ocean bound, These ripples, passing surges, str…
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Book XXXV. Good-Bye My Fancy: Good-Bye My Fancy!

Good-bye my Fancy! Farewell dear mate, dear love! I’m going away, I know not where, Or to what fortune, or whether I… So Good-bye my Fancy.
Drum-Taps

1 FIRST, O songs, for a prelud… Lightly strike on the stretch’d ty… in my city, How she led the rest to arms—how s… How at once with lithe limbs, unwa…
Book XXXIII. Songs Of Parting: As The Time Draws Nigh

As the time draws nigh glooming a… A dread beyond of I know not what… I shall go forth, I shall traverse the States awhil… Perhaps soon some day or night whi…
Book XXXV. Good-Bye My Fancy: Old Age’s Ship & Crafty Death’s

From east and west across the hori… Two mighty masterful vessels saile… But we’ll make race a-time upon th… lively there! (Our joys of strife and derring-do…
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 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.
Book XVII. Birds Of Passage: To You

Whoever you are, I fear you are w… I fear these supposed realities ar… Even now your features, joys, spee… Your true soul and body appear bef… They stand forth out of affairs, o…
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Tears

Tears! tears! tears! In the night, in solitude, tears; On the white shore dripping, dripp… Tears—not a star shining—all dark… Moist tears from the eyes of a muf…
Song of Myself, XXXII

I think I could turn and live wit… I stand and look at them long and… They do not sweat and whine about… They do not lie awake in the dark… They do not make me sick discussin…
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Song of Myself, XXXVII

You laggards there on guard! look… In at the conquer’d doors they cro… Embody all presences outlaw’d or s… See myself in prison shaped like a… And feel the dull unintermitted pa…
Book IV. Children of Adam: I Sing the Body Electric

I sing the body electric, The armies of those I love engirt… They will not let me off till I g… And discorrupt them, and charge th… Was it doubted that those who corr…
Book XX. By The Roadside: Beautiful Women

Women sit or move to and fro, some… The young are beautiful—but the ol…



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