Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy, Good-bye My Fancy, Old Age Echoes, and A Backward Glance O'er Travel'd RoadsSmall, Maynard, 1897 - 455 páginas |
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... BEAUTIFUL WOMEN MOTHER AND BABE THOUGHT VISOR'D THOUGHT • GLIDING O'ER ALL HAST NEVER COME TO THEE AN HOUR 215 215 216 216 216 216 217 217 217 217 217 217 217 218 218 THOUGHT TO OLD AGE . LOCATIONS AND TIMES OFFERINGS 218 218 218 218 ...
... BEAUTIFUL WOMEN MOTHER AND BABE THOUGHT VISOR'D THOUGHT • GLIDING O'ER ALL HAST NEVER COME TO THEE AN HOUR 215 215 216 216 216 216 217 217 217 217 217 217 217 218 218 THOUGHT TO OLD AGE . LOCATIONS AND TIMES OFFERINGS 218 218 218 218 ...
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... beautiful results , And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death , And I will thread a thread through my poems that 24 LEAVES OF Grass .
... beautiful results , And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death , And I will thread a thread through my poems that 24 LEAVES OF Grass .
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... beautiful uncut hair of graves . Tenderly will I use you curling grass , It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men , It may be if I had known them I would have loved them , It may be you are from old people , or from ...
... beautiful uncut hair of graves . Tenderly will I use you curling grass , It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men , It may be if I had known them I would have loved them , It may be you are from old people , or from ...
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... beautiful to her . Where are you off to , lady ? for I see you , You splash in the water there , yet stay stock still in your room . Dancing and laughing along the beach came the twenty - ninth bather , The rest did not see her , but ...
... beautiful to her . Where are you off to , lady ? for I see you , You splash in the water there , yet stay stock still in your room . Dancing and laughing along the beach came the twenty - ninth bather , The rest did not see her , but ...
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... beautiful gentle God by my side , Speeding through space , speeding through heaven and the stars , Speeding amid the seven satellites and the broad ring , and the diameter of eighty thousand miles , Speeding with tail'd meteors ...
... beautiful gentle God by my side , Speeding through space , speeding through heaven and the stars , Speeding amid the seven satellites and the broad ring , and the diameter of eighty thousand miles , Speeding with tail'd meteors ...
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Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy, Goodby My Fancy, Old Age Echoes ... Walt Whitman Visualização completa - 1897 |
Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy, Good Bye My Fancy, Old Age ... Walt Whitman Visualização completa - 1899 |
Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy, Good Bye My Fancy, Old Age ... Walt Whitman Visualização completa - 1897 |
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America amid arms beautiful behold blood body breast breath Brooklyn chant comrades crowd dark dead dear death debouch divine dream dropt drums earth eidolons eyes face faith fill'd forever give globe grass hand head hear heart heroes immortal Journeyers Kanada land leaves Leaves of Grass light living LONG AMERICA look look'd lovers Manhattan moon mother never night o'er old cause pass pass'd Passage to India passions past peace pennant perfect perfume persons phrenology Pioneers poems poets prairies race rest rise river round sail shape ship shore silent silent sun sing skald sleep soldiers song soul sound spirit stand stars Strains musical strong superbest sweet thee things thou thought to-day trees vast voice wait walk Walt Whitman waves wending whoever winds woman women wonderful woods words young
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Página 80 - 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 door-slab.
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 257 - WHEN lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night, I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
Página 35 - A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands, How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.
Página 50 - I speak the pass-word primeval, I give the sign of democracy, By God! I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms.
Página 264 - 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.
Página 216 - WHEN I heard the learn'd astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me. When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them, When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick, Till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.
Página 198 - Up from the mystic play of shadows twining and twisting as if they were alive, Out from the patches of briers and blackberries, From the memories of the bird that chanted to me, From your memories sad brother, from the fitful risings...
Página 203 - O solitary me listening, never more shall I cease perpetuating you, Never more shall I escape, never more the reverberations, Never more the cries of unsatisfied love be absent from me, Never again leave me to be the peaceful child I was before what there in the night, By the sea under the yellow and sagging moon, The messenger there arous'd, the fire, the sweet hell within, The unknown want, the destiny of me.
Página 258 - Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes, passing the endless grass, Passing the yellow-spear'd wheat, every grain from its shroud in the dark-brown fields uprisen, Passing the apple-tree blows of white and pink in the orchards, Carrying a corpse to where it shall rest in the grave, Night and day journeys a coffin.