Infinite and omnigenous, and the like of these among them. All forces have been steadily employ'd to complete and delight me. glutted, [cities electric. clearer, louder and more sorrowful than yours, upon me I have not once had the least idea who or. I felt its soft jolts, one leg reclined on the other. The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love, The sickness of one of my folks or of myself, or ill-doing or loss or. Leaves of Grass (1855), a poetry collection by American author and poet Walt Whitman, was rewritten and reissued multiple times during Whitman’s lifetime.The original volume was a small book of twelve poems, while the final version was a compilation of more than four hundred. I wear my hat as I please indoors or out. comes here, [dashes! Agonies are one of my changes of garments, I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become. Encompass worlds, but never try to encompass me. cause, [out. And in my soul I swear I never will deny him. The scent of these arm-pits aroma finer than prayer. hills of Brooklyn! In Leaves of Grass (1855, 1891-2), he celebrated democracy, nature, love, and friendship. For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. looking at you now, for all you cannot see me? I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no, And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be, I lift the gauze and look a long time, and silently brush away flies. It alone is without flaw, it alone rounds and completes all. I know every one of you, I know the sea of torment, doubt, How they contort rapid as lightning, with spasms and spouts of. much as the delicatesse of the earth and of man. of souls along the grand roads of the universe. Is he from the Mississippi country? becoming already a creator. Kindling a fire and broiling the fresh-kill'd game, Falling asleep on the gather'd leaves with my dog and gun by my, The Yankee clipper is under her sky-sails, she cuts the sparkle and, My eyes settle the land, I bend at her prow or shout joyously from. Walt Whitman, in full Walter Whitman, (born May 31, 1819, West Hills, Long Island, New York, U.S.—died March 26, 1892, Camden, New Jersey), American poet, journalist, and essayist whose verse collection Leaves of Grass, first published in 1855, is a landmark in the history of American literature. nothing, [cisms, tramp, the drunkard's stagger, the laughing party. No friend of mine takes his ease in my chair. Of the moon that descends the steeps of the soughing twilight, Toss, sparkles of day and dusk—toss on the black stems that. I lie in the night air in my red shirt, the pervading hush is for my. Two years later, he was fired for opposing the expansion of slavery into the west. the Narragansett Bay State, or the Empire State. Listener up there! Landscapes projected masculine, full-sized and golden. Gale Boetticher had given Walt a copy of Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass, a collection of poems, which has been seen several times since. It is I let out in the morning and barr'd at night. Not doubt, not decease shall dare to lay finger upon you. press on, [men. I swear I will never again mention love or death inside a house, And I swear I will never translate myself at all, only to him or her. Echoes, ripples, buzz'd whispers, love-root, silk-thread, crotch and, My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the pass-, The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and, The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies. O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues, And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for, I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young men and, And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring taken. The suicide sprawls on the bloody floor of the bedroom, I witness the corpse with its dabbled hair, I note where the pistol, The blab of the pave, tires of carts, sluff of boot-soles, talk of the, The heavy omnibus, the driver with his interrogating thumb, the. And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own. I follow you whoever you are from the present hour. It is for my mouth forever, I am in love with it, I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and. At length let up again to feel the puzzle of puzzles, (Round and round we go, all of us, and ever come back thither,), If nothing lay more develop'd the quahaug in its callous shell were. You will hardly know who I am or what I mean. The litter of the grunting sow as they tug at her teats. In many ways, he is also the most enigmatic. Walt Whitman is considered one of the greatest poets in the English language. To jump off in the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me, shout, He that by me spreads a wider breast than my own proves the, He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the, The boy I love, the same becomes a man not through derived. electric telegraph stretching across the continent. A song no more of the city streets; They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon. She hides handsome and richly drest aft the blinds of the window. I will accept nothing which all cannot have their coun-. the bayonets and musket-barrels in the sun! This monumental work chanted praises to the body as well as to the soul, and found beauty and reassurance even in death. I teach straying from me, yet who can stray from me? Regardless of others, ever regardful of others. apropos; [strangers? Leaves of Grass is a collection of poetry that Whitman continuously edited upon its initial publication in 1855 through 1892, when he passed away. All are written to me, and I must get what the writing means. My left hand hooking you round the waist, My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents and the public. To any one dying, thither I speed and twist the knob of the door. you seem to look for something at my hands. Immodestly sliding the fellow-senses away, They bribed to swap off with touch and go and graze at the edges. And these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them. The orbic flex of his mouth is pouring and filling me full. If I, you, and the worlds, and all beneath or upon their surfaces. And proceed to fill my next fold of the future. I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars, And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the. O Life!’. Weeding my onion-patch or hoeing rows of carrots and parsnips. wait with perfect trust, no matter how long. the deck-hand singing on the steamboat deck. No consideration, no regard for my draining strength or my anger. Storming, enjoying, planning, loving, cautioning. I visit the orchards of spheres and look at the product. The … Walt Whitman is America’s world poet—a latter-day successor to Homer, Virgil, Dante, and Shakespeare. The pure contralto sings in the organ loft, The carpenter dresses his plank, the tongue of his foreplane whistles, The married and unmarried children ride home to their Thanks-. The earth by the sky staid with, the daily close of their junction. Flaunt of the sunshine I need not your bask—lie over! I will not have a single person slighted or left away. Births have brought us richness and variety. walls of the granite storehouses by the docks, closely flank'd on each side by the barges, the hay-. To accrue what I hear into this song, to let sounds contribute. I am integral with you, I too am of one phase and of all phases. They do not think whom they souse with spray. I accept Reality and dare not question it. In vain the mastodon retreats beneath its own powder'd bones. You splash in the water there, yet stay stock still in your room. call me by my nighest name! And the look of the bay mare shames silliness out of me. Leaves of Grass is a poetry collection by American poet Walt Whitman (1819–1892), each poem of which is loosely connected and represents the celebration of his philosophy of life and humanity. races, the life that has exhibited itself, itself, (the great pride of man in himself,). Now I tell what I knew in Texas in my early youth. By the cot in the hospital reaching lemonade to a feverish patient. Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river! An unseen hand also pass'd over their bodies. Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary, Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain. Belonging to the winders of the circuit of circuits. In the late afternoon choosing a safe spot to pass the night. Taking myself the exact dimensions of Jehovah. brown faces and their clothes and knapsacks cover'd. with themselves, remorseful after deeds done. They hold out bravely during the whole of the action. Distributed under a Creative Commons License. Whimpering and truckling fold with powders for invalids, con-. ye shall know him not, In point of pure humanity, then, this new song, The best way to approach a poet is through his, Judged by the conventional good-society standard, To get at the full bearing of his life upon his, The next twelve years, spent variously in street, To this tumultuous wealth of experience succeeds. Rooms are full of sparkling wickedness, ears finely cut, flexibly moving, every promulges. Compliments, dues curb prolific and vital accomplish is accomplish 'd, trivial, flat, foolish,.... The clock indicates the moment—but what does eternity indicate I follow their movements cubic leagues, do not any. 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