...that a kelson of the Creation is love ; And limitless are leaves, stiff or drooping in the fields. A child said, what is the Grass? fetching it to me...the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropped, Bearing the owner's name some way in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose...

...worm-fence, and heaped stones, alder, mullen, sod pokeweed. "A child said, ' Wliat it the grata ?' fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer...know what it is any more than he. I guess it must bo the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven, Or I guess it is the handkerchief...

...larger, better than I thought, I did not know I held so much ing reverence in : "A child said, what is How could I answer the child? I do not know what it...designedly dropt, Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose?" He had small patience with those who failed in...

...their plated manes." Here are some strange passages from Whitman in which strange mixtures occur : "A child said, What is the grass? — fetching it...to me with full hands. How could I answer the child ? 1 do not know What it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of...

...And mossy scabs of the worm fence, heap'd stones, elder, mullein and poke-weed. IA child said Wliat is the grass ? fetching it to me with full hands ;)...child? I do not know what it is any more than he. ' > „• \.V ,„ * I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven....

...philosophy, and the justness of his taste in securing witching wordeffects, in naming his book for it. " A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me...out of hopeful green stuff woven Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic, And it means sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among...

...protective, and the hurts I receive are far less painful than they used to be." GEASS: A RUMINATION. I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer, designedly dropped, Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, That we may see and remark, and Bay, Whose...

...protective, and the hurts I receive are far less painful than they used to be." GRASS: A RUMINATION. I gueaa it is the handkerchief of the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer, designedly dropped, Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, That we may see and remark, and say, Whose...

...undisguised and naked ; I am mad for it to be in contact with me." " A child once said, What is the grass f fetching it to me with full hands ; How could I answer...designedly dropt, Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say, Whose ? " Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the...

...Convict no more, nor shame, nor dole ! Depart — a God-enfranchis' d soul ! The Singer in the Prison. A child said What is the Grass ? fetching it to me...guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hooeful green stuff woven. Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer...