Liberty in Literature: Testimonial to Walt WhitmanTruth seeker Company, 1891 - 77 páginas |
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... known of Robert Burns . If the good people , the orthodox , could have had their say , not one line of Voltaire would now be known . All the plates of the French Encyclopedia would have been destroyed with the thousands that were ...
... known of Robert Burns . If the good people , the orthodox , could have had their say , not one line of Voltaire would now be known . All the plates of the French Encyclopedia would have been destroyed with the thousands that were ...
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... known nothing of Byron or Shelley . The voices that thrill the world . would now be silent . If authority could have had its way , the world would have been as ignorant now as it was when our ancestors lived in holes or hung from dead ...
... known nothing of Byron or Shelley . The voices that thrill the world . would now be silent . If authority could have had its way , the world would have been as ignorant now as it was when our ancestors lived in holes or hung from dead ...
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... known or unknown . I am for those that have never been master'd . There is in Whitman what he calls " The boundless impatience of restraint " -together with that sense of justice which compelled him " Neither a servant nor a master am I ...
... known or unknown . I am for those that have never been master'd . There is in Whitman what he calls " The boundless impatience of restraint " -together with that sense of justice which compelled him " Neither a servant nor a master am I ...
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... known or unknown , To walk with erect carriage , a step springy and elastic , To look with calm gaze or with a flashing eye , To speak with full and sonorous voice out of a broad chest , To confront with your personality all the other ...
... known or unknown , To walk with erect carriage , a step springy and elastic , To look with calm gaze or with a flashing eye , To speak with full and sonorous voice out of a broad chest , To confront with your personality all the other ...
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... known what it was to be flush , grew low - spirited toward the last , sicken'd , was helped by a contribution , Died , aged forty - one years - and that was his funeral . Let me read you another description - one of a woman : Behold a ...
... known what it was to be flush , grew low - spirited toward the last , sicken'd , was helped by a contribution , Died , aged forty - one years - and that was his funeral . Let me read you another description - one of a woman : Behold a ...
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50 Cents author of Leaves beauty blow brain brave CHANT FOR DEATH child Cloth colors constellations creeds Declaration of Independence delicious democracy earth everything face fall feel fields genius Gilt Top give greatest poet grey-brown bird singing grief hight human race hypocrisy ideal intel Interviews on Talmage invisible commerce Leaves of Grass Lectures liberty lilac living look marvelous mate mind Mistakes of Moses molecular movements night Octavo old age painter Paper passion perfect perfect day poems poet of Individuality poetic poetry produce pulpit R. G. Ingersoll rhyme rhythm rhythmical river ROBERT G sands sculptor Shakespeare shine silent slave slavery sorrow sounds Specimen Days Speech spirit star thing tion to-night to honor touch universe UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN uttered the elemental visible world walk Walt Whitman waves wind woman women word world of thought young person
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Página 53 - Why should I wish to see God better than this day? I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then, In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass...
Página 61 - Now understand me well — it is provided in the essence of things that from any fruition of success, no matter what, shall come forth something to make a greater struggle necessary.
Página 38 - Would you learn who won by the light of the moon and stars? List to the yarn, as my grandmother's father the sailor told it to me.
Página 54 - Outbidding at the start the old cautious hucksters, Taking myself the exact dimensions of Jehovah, Lithographing Kronos, Zeus his son, and Hercules his grandson, Buying drafts of Osiris, Isis, Belus, Brahma, Buddha, In my portfolio placing Manito loose, Allah on a leaf, the crucifix engraved, With Odin and the hideous-faced Mexitli and every idol and image, Taking them all for what they are worth and not a cent more...
Página 66 - Lo, the most excellent sun so calm and haughty, The violet and purple morn with just-felt breezes, The gentle soft-born measureless light, The miracle spreading bathing all, the fulfill'd noon, The coming eve delicious, the welcome night and the stars, Over my cities shining all, enveloping man and land.
Página 68 - From me to thee glad serenades, Dances for thee I propose saluting thee, adornments and feastings for thee, And the sights of the open landscape and the high-spread sky are fitting, And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night.
Página 68 - And the sights of the open landscape and the high-spread sky are fitting, And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night. The night in silence under many a star, The ocean shore and the husky whispering wave whose voice I know, And the soul turning to thee O vast and well-veil'd death, And the body gratefully nestling close to thee.
Página 57 - O baffled, balk'd, bent to the very earth, Oppress'd with myself that I have dared to open my mouth, Aware now that amid all that blab whose echoes recoil upon me I have not once had the least idea who or what I am, But that before all my arrogant poems the real Me stands yet untouch'd, untold, altogether unreach'd...
Página 53 - Accepting the rough deific sketches to fill out better in myself, bestowing them freely on each man and woman I see, Discovering as much or more in a framer framing a house, Putting higher claims for him there with his...
Página 33 - I am the hounded slave, I wince at the bite of the dogs, Hell and despair are upon me, crack and again crack the marksmen, I clutch the rails of the fence, my gore dribs...