Whoever You Are, Holding Me Now In Hand By Walt Whitman

Whoever You Are, Holding Me Now In Hand Whoever you are, holding me now in hand, Without one thing, all will be useless, I give…

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To Thee, Old Cause! By Walt Whitman

To Thee, Old Cause! TO thee, old Cause! Thou peerless, passionate, good cause! Thou stern, remorseless, sweet Idea! Deathless throughout the ages, races, lands! After…

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There Was A Child Went Forth By Walt Whitman

There Was A Child Went Forth THERE was a child went forth every day; And the first object he look’d upon, that object he became;…

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States! By Walt Whitman

States! STATES! Were you looking to be held together by the lawyers? By an agreement on a paper? Or by arms? Away! I arrive, bringing…

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Song Of Myself, XVIII By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, XVIII With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums, I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play…

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Song For All Seas, All Ships By Walt Whitman

Song For All Seas, All Ships TO-DAY a rude brief recitative, Of ships sailing the Seas, each with its special flag or ship-signal; Of unnamed…

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Poem Of Remembrance For A Girl Or A Boy By Walt Whitman

Poem Of Remembrance For A Girl Or A Boy YOU just maturing youth! You male or female! Remember the organic compact of These States, Remember…

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Not Youth Pertains To Me By Walt Whitman

Not Youth Pertains To Me NOT youth pertains to me, Nor delicatesse–I cannot beguile the time with talk; Awkward in the parlor, neither a dancer…

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In Cabin’D Ships At Sea By Walt Whitman

In Cabin’D Ships At Sea IN cabin’d ships, at sea, The boundless blue on every side expanding, With whistling winds and music of the waves–the…

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Faces By Walt Whitman

Faces SAUNTERING the pavement, or riding the country by-road–lo! such faces! Faces of friendship, precision, caution, suavity, ideality; The spiritual, prescient face–the always welcome, common,…

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Beat! Beat! Drums! By Walt Whitman

Beat! Beat! Drums! BEAT! beat! drums!–Blow! bugles! blow! Through the windows–through doors–burst like a ruthless force, Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation; Into…

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A Sight In Camp By Walt Whitman

A Sight In Camp A SIGHT in camp in the day-break grey and dim, As from my tent I emerge so early, sleepless, As slow…

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What Am I, After All By Walt Whitman

What Am I, After All WHAT am I, after all, but a child, pleas’d with the sound of my own name? repeating it over and…

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To Foreign Lands By Walt Whitman

To Foreign Lands I HEARD that you ask’d for something to prove this puzzle, the New World, And to define America, her athletic Democracy; Therefore…

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The Return Of The Heroes By Walt Whitman

The Return Of The Heroes For the lands, and for these passionate days, and for myself, Now I awhile return to thee, O soil of…

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Song Of The Exposition By Walt Whitman

Song Of The Exposition AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, To give…

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Song Of Myself, XLII By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, XLII A call in the midst of the crowd, My own voice, orotund sweeping and final. Come my children, Come my boys…

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Savantism By Walt Whitman

Savantism THITHER, as I look, I see each result and glory retracing itself and nestling close, always obligated; Thither hours, months, years–thither trades, compacts, establishments,…

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One Hour To Madness And Joy By Walt Whitman

One Hour To Madness And Joy ONE hour to madness and joy! O furious! O confine me not! (What is this that frees me so…

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Mediums By Walt Whitman

Mediums THEY shall arise in the States, They shall report Nature, laws, physiology, and happiness; They shall illustrate Democracy and the kosmos; They shall be…

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I Hear America Singing By Walt Whitman

I Hear America Singing I Hear America singing, the varied carols I hear; Those of mechanics–each one singing his, as it should be, blithe and…

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Delicate Cluster By Walt Whitman

Delicate Cluster DELICATE cluster! flag of teeming life! Covering all my lands! all my sea-shores lining! Flag of death! (how I watch’d you through the…

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As I Ponder’D In Silence By Walt Whitman

As I Ponder’D In Silence AS I ponder’d in silence, Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long, A Phantom arose before me, with distrustful aspect,…

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A Glimpse By Walt Whitman

A Glimpse A GLIMPSE, through an interstice caught, Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room, around the stove, late of a winter…

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Virgil Strange I Kept On The Field By Walt Whitman

Virgil Strange I Kept On The Field VIGIL strange I kept on the field one night: When you, my son and my comrade, dropt at…

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Thoughts By Walt Whitman

Thoughts OF ownership–As if one fit to own things could not at pleasure enter upon all, and incorporate them into himself or herself. Of waters,…

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The City Dead-House By Walt Whitman

The City Dead-House BY the City Dead-House, by the gate, As idly sauntering, wending my way from the clangor, I curious pause–for lo! an outcast…

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Song Of Myself, XXX By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, XXX All truths wait in all things, They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it, They do not need the obstetric…

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Song Of Myself, VIII By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, VIII The little one sleeps in its cradle, I lift the gauze and look a long time, and silently brush away flies…

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Race Of Veterans By Walt Whitman

Race Of Veterans RACE of veterans! Race of victors! Race of the soil, ready for conflict! race of the conquering march! (No more credulity’s race,…

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O Tan-Faced Prairie Boy By Walt Whitman

O Tan-Faced Prairie Boy O TAN-FACED prairie-boy! Before you came to camp, came many a welcome gift; Praises and presents came, and nourishing food–till at…

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Laws For Creations By Walt Whitman

Laws For Creations LAWS for Creations, For strong artists and leaders–for fresh broods of teachers, and perfect literats for America, For noble savans, and coming…

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Germs By Walt Whitman

Germs FORMS, qualities, lives, humanity, language, thoughts, The ones known, and the ones unknown–the ones on the stars, The stars themselves, some shaped, others unshaped,…

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Camps Of Green By Walt Whitman

Camps Of Green NOT alone those camps of white, O soldiers, When, as order’d forward, after a long march, Footsore and weary, soon as the…

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American Feuillage By Walt Whitman

American Feuillage AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida’s green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of Alabama and Texas!…

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Whispers Of Heavenly Death By Walt Whitman

Whispers Of Heavenly Death WHISPERS of heavenly death, murmur’d I hear; Labial gossip of night–sibilant chorals; Footsteps gently ascending–mystical breezes, wafted soft and low; Ripples…

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To The States By Walt Whitman

To The States WHY reclining, interrogating? Why myself and all drowsing? What deepening twilight! scum floating atop of the waters! Who are they, as bats…

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The Wound Dresser By Walt Whitman

The Wound Dresser 1 AN old man bending, I come, among new faces, Years looking backward, resuming, in answer to children, Come tell us, old…

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Starting From Paumanok By Walt Whitman

Starting From Paumanok STARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born, Well-begotten, and rais’d by a perfect mother; After roaming many lands–lover of populous pavements;…

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Song Of Myself, XX By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, XX Who goes there? hankering, gross, mystical, nude; How is it I extract strength from the beef I eat? What is a…

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Song At Sunset By Walt Whitman

Song At Sunset SPLENDOR of ended day, floating and filling me! Hour prophetic–hour resuming the past! Inflating my throat–you, divine average! You, Earth and Life,…

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Passage To India By Walt Whitman

Passage To India SINGING my days, Singing the great achievements of the present, Singing the strong, light works of engineers, Our modern wonders, (the antique…

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Not The Pilot By Walt Whitman

Not The Pilot NOT the pilot has charged himself to bring his ship into port, though beaten back, and many times baffled; Not the path-finder,…

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I Will Take An Egg Out Of The Robin’s Nest By Walt Whitman

I Will Take An Egg Out Of The Robin’s Nest I WILL take an egg out of the robin’s nest in the orchard, I will…

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Excelsior By Walt Whitman

Excelsior WHO has gone farthest? For lo! have not I gone farther? And who has been just? For I would be the most just person…

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Bathed In War’s Perfume By Walt Whitman

Bathed In War’s Perfume BATHED in war’s perfume–delicate flag! (Should the days needing armies, needing fleets, come again,) O to hear you call the sailors…

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A Riddle Song By Walt Whitman

A Riddle Song THAT which eludes this verse and any verse, Unheard by sharpest ear, unform’d in clearest eye or cunningest mind, Nor lore nor…

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Weave In, Weave In, My Hardy Life By Walt Whitman

Weave In, Weave In, My Hardy Life WEAVE in! weave in, my hardy life! Weave yet a soldier strong and full, for great campaigns to…

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To A Western Boy By Walt Whitman

To A Western Boy O BOY of the West! To you many things to absorb, I teach, to help you become eleve of mine: Yet…

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The Prairie-Grass Dividing By Walt Whitman

The Prairie-Grass Dividing THE prairie-grass dividing–its special odor breathing, I demand of it the spiritual corresponding, Demand the most copious and close companionship of men,…

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Song Of The Broad-Axe By Walt Whitman

Song Of The Broad-Axe WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother’s bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and lip only…

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Song Of Myself, XLI By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, XLI I am he bringing help for the sick as they pant on their backs, And for strong upright men I bring…

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Scented Herbage Of My Breast By Walt Whitman

Scented Herbage Of My Breast SCENTED herbage of my breast, Leaves from you I yield, I write, to be perused best afterwards, Tomb-leaves, body-leaves, growing…

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Once I Pass’D Through A Populous City By Walt Whitman

Once I Pass’D Through A Populous City ONCE I pass’d through a populous city, imprinting my brain, for future use, with its shows, architecture, customs,…

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Me Imperturbe By Walt Whitman

Me Imperturbe ME imperturbe, standing at ease in Nature, Master of all, or mistress of all–aplomb in the midst of irrational things, Imbued as they–passive,…

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Hush’D Be The Camps To-Day By Walt Whitman

Hush’D Be The Camps To-Day HUSH’D be the camps to-day; And, soldiers, let us drape our war-worn weapons; And each with musing soul retire, to…

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Darest Thou Now, O Soul By Walt Whitman

Darest Thou Now, O Soul DAREST thou now, O Soul, Walk out with me toward the Unknown Region, Where neither ground is for the feet,…

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As I Lay With Head In Your Lap, Camerado By Walt Whitman

As I Lay With Head In Your Lap, Camerado AS I lay with my head in your lap, Camerado, The confession I made I resume–what…

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A Clear Midnight By Walt Whitman

A Clear Midnight THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless, Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the…

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World, Take Good Notice By Walt Whitman

World, Take Good Notice WORLD, take good notice, silver stars fading, Milky hue ript, weft of white detaching, Coals thirty-eight, baleful and burning, Scarlet, significant,…

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