Leaves of Grass: Including a Fac-simile Autobiography, Variorum Readings of the Poems and a Department of Gathered LeavesD. McKay, 1900 - 526 páginas |
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... eyes , With finger pointing to many immortal songs , And menacing voice , What singest thou ? it said ; Know'st thou not , there is but one theme for ever - enduring bards ? And that is the theme of War , the fortune of battles , The ...
... eyes , With finger pointing to many immortal songs , And menacing voice , What singest thou ? it said ; Know'st thou not , there is but one theme for ever - enduring bards ? And that is the theme of War , the fortune of battles , The ...
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... eyes retrospective towards me , 3 Americanos ! conquerors ! 2 marches humanitarian ; Foremost ! century marches ! Libertad ! masses ! For you a programme of chants . Chants of the prairies ; 3 1 1860 . " The globe " begins line 23 ...
... eyes retrospective towards me , 3 Americanos ! conquerors ! 2 marches humanitarian ; Foremost ! century marches ! Libertad ! masses ! For you a programme of chants . Chants of the prairies ; 3 1 1860 . " The globe " begins line 23 ...
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... eyes , and carry you with me the same as any . I will make the true poem of riches , To earn ' for the body and the mind whatever adheres , and goes forward , and is not dropt by death . I will effuse egotism , and show it underlying ...
... eyes , and carry you with me the same as any . I will make the true poem of riches , To earn ' for the body and the mind whatever adheres , and goes forward , and is not dropt by death . I will effuse egotism , and show it underlying ...
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... eyes of the dead , nor feed on the spectres in books ; You shall not look through my eyes either , nor take things from me : You shall listen to all sides , and filter them from yourself . 3 I have heard what the talkers were talking ...
... eyes of the dead , nor feed on the spectres in books ; You shall not look through my eyes either , nor take things from me : You shall listen to all sides , and filter them from yourself . 3 I have heard what the talkers were talking ...
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... eyes , That they turn from gazing after and down the road , And forthwith cipher and show ' me a cent , Exactly the contents of one , and exactly the contents of two , and which is ahead ? Trippers and askers surround me ; 4 People I ...
... eyes , That they turn from gazing after and down the road , And forthwith cipher and show ' me a cent , Exactly the contents of one , and exactly the contents of two , and which is ahead ? Trippers and askers surround me ; 4 People I ...
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1856 under title 56 read 60 read added in Songs America amid arms bards beautiful behold blood body breast breath chant comrades crowd dark dead dear death divine dream Drum earth Eidolons eyes face fill'd forever give ground hand head hear henceforth immortal islands Journeyers Kanada land leaves LEAVES OF GRASS Lilacs living look look'd lovers Manhattan Mannahatta mother mountains never night pass pass'd Passage to India peace pennant perfect persons phrenology Pioneers poems poets published in 1860 published in Drum-Taps race rest rise river sail ships shore silent sing singers sleep soldiers Soul sound stand stars strong swear sweet thee things thou thought to-day voice Wacho waits walk Walt Whitman waves whoever wind woman women woods words young ΙΟ
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Página 92 - Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.) I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the doorslab.
Página 31 - I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
Página 35 - Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth, And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own, And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own, And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers, And that a kelson of the creation is love...
Página 375 - O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain ! my Captain...
Página 235 - THERE was a child went forth every day, And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became, And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day, Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.
Página 196 - I HEAR America singing, the varied carols I hear, Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong, The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam, The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work, The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck, The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands, The wood-cutter's song, the...
Página 368 - States themselves as of crape-veil'd women standing, With processions long and winding and the flambeaus of the night, With the countless torches lit, with the silent sea of faces and the unbared heads, With the waiting depot, the arriving coffin, and the...
Página 85 - Cycles ferried my cradle, rowing and rowing like cheerful boatmen, For room to me stars kept aside in their own rings, They sent influences to look after what was to hold me. Before I was born out of my mother generations guided me, My embryo has never been torpid, nothing could overlay it. For it the nebula cohered to an orb, The long slow strata piled to rest it on, Vast vegetables gave it sustenance, Monstrous sauroids transported it in their mouths and deposited it with care. \ All forces have...
Página 92 - Perhaps I might tell more. Outlines ! I plead for my brothers and sisters. Do you see O my brothers and sisters? It is not chaos or death — it is form, union, plan — it is eternal life — it is Happiness.
Página 375 - Passing, I leave thee lilac with heart-shaped leaves, I leave thee there in the door-yard, blooming, returning with spring.