Vicouac On A Mountain Side By Walt Whitman

Vicouac On A Mountain Side I SEE before me now, a traveling army halting; Below, a fertile valley spread, with barns, and the orchards of…

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Thought By Walt Whitman

Thought OF obedience, faith, adhesiveness; As I stand aloof and look, there is to me something profoundly affecting in large masses of men, following the…

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The Centerarian’s Story By Walt Whitman

The Centerarian’s Story GIVE me your hand, old Revolutionary; The hill-top is nigh–but a few steps, (make room, gentlemen;) Up the path you have follow’d…

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Song Of Myself, XXVIII By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, XXVIII Is this then a touch? quivering me to a new identity, Flames and ether making a rush for my veins, Treacherous…

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Song Of Myself, VI By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, VI A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I…

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Proud Music Of The Storm By Walt Whitman

Proud Music Of The Storm PROUD music of the storm! Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies! Strong hum of forest tree-tops! Wind…

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O Star Of France By Walt Whitman

O Star Of France O STAR of France! The brightness of thy hope and strength and fame, Like some proud ship that led the fleet…

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Kosmos By Walt Whitman

Kosmos WHO includes diversity, and is Nature, Who is the amplitude of the earth, and the coarseness and sexuality of the earth, and the great…

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Full Of Life, Now By Walt Whitman

Full Of Life, Now FULL of life, now, compact, visible, I, forty years old the Eighty-third Year of The States, To one a century hence,…

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By The Bivouac’s Fitful Flame By Walt Whitman

By The Bivouac’s Fitful Flame BY the bivouac’s fitful flame, A procession winding around me, solemn and sweet and slow;–but first I note, The tents…

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Ah Poverties, Wincings Sulky Retreats By Walt Whitman

Ah Poverties, Wincings Sulky Retreats AH poverties, wincings, and sulky retreats! Ah you foes that in conflict have overcome me! (For what is my life,…

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When I Read The Book By Walt Whitman

When I Read The Book WHEN I read the book, the biography famous, And is this, then, (said I,) what the author calls a man’s…

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To The Reader At Parting By Walt Whitman

To The Reader At Parting NOW, dearest comrade, lift me to your face, We must separate awhile–Here! take from my lips this kiss. Whoever you…

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The World Below The Brine By Walt Whitman

The World Below The Brine THE world below the brine; Forests at the bottom of the sea–the branches and leaves, Sea-lettuce, vast lichens, strange flowers…

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Spontaneous Me By Walt Whitman

Spontaneous Me SPONTANEOUS me, Nature, The loving day, the mounting sun, the friend I am happy with, The arm of my friend hanging idly over…

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Song Of Myself, XVII By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, XVII These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, If they…

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Song Of Myself, I By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, I I Celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good…

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Over The Carnage By Walt Whitman

Over The Carnage OVER the carnage rose prophetic a voice, Be not dishearten’d–Affection shall solve the problems of Freedom yet; Those who love each other…

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Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me By Walt Whitman

Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me NOT my enemies ever invade me–no harm to my pride from them I fear; But the lovers I recklessly…

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I Was Looking A Long While By Walt Whitman

I Was Looking A Long While I WAS looking a long while for a clue to the history of the past for myself, and for…

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Europe, The 72d And 73d Years Of These States By Walt Whitman

Europe, The 72d And 73d Years Of These States SUDDENLY, out of its stale and drowsy lair, the lair of slaves, Like lightning it le’pt…

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Assurances By Walt Whitman

Assurances I NEED no assurances–I am a man who is preoccupied, of his own Soul; I do not doubt that from under the feet, and…

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A Promise To California By Walt Whitman

A Promise To California A PROMISE to California, Also to the great Pastoral Plains, and for Oregon: Sojourning east a while longer, soon I travel…

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We Two-How Long We Were Fool’D By Walt Whitman

We Two-How Long We Were Fool’D WE two–how long we were fool’d! Now transmuted, we swiftly escape, as Nature escapes; We are Nature–long have we…

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To A Stranger By Walt Whitman

To A Stranger PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you, You must be he I was seeking, or she I…

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The Prairie States By Walt Whitman

The Prairie States A NEWER garden of creation, no primal solitude, Dense, joyous, modern, populous millions, cities and farms, With iron interlaced, composite, tied, many…

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Song Of Myself, XXXVII By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, XXXVII You laggards there on guard! look to your arms! In at the conquer’d doors they crowd! I am possess’d! Embody all…

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Song Of Myself, XLIV By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, XLIV It is time to explain myself—let us stand up. What is known I strip away, I launch all men and women…

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Salut Au Monde By Walt Whitman

Salut Au Monde O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join’d unended links, each hook’d to the next!…

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On The Beach At Night, Alone By Walt Whitman

On The Beach At Night, Alone ON the beach at night alone, As the old mother sways her to and fro, singing her husky song,…

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Mannahatta By Walt Whitman

Mannahatta I WAS asking for something specific and perfect for my city, Whereupon, lo! upsprang the aboriginal name! Now I see what there is in…

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Hush’D Be The Camps Today By Walt Whitman

Hush’D Be The Camps Today Hush’d be the camps today, And soldiers let us drape our war-worn weapons, And each with musing soul retire to…

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Crossing Brooklyn Ferry By Walt Whitman

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry FLOOD-TIDE below me! I watch you face to face; Clouds of the west! sun there half an hour high! I see you…

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As I Ebb’D With The Ocean Of Life By Walt Whitman

As I Ebb’D With The Ocean Of Life 1 As I ebb’d with the ocean of life, As I wended the shores I know, As…

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1861 By Walt Whitman

1861 ARM’D year! year of the struggle! No dainty rhymes or sentimental love verses for you, terrible year! Not you as some pale poetling, seated…

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Yet, Yet, Ye Downcast Hours By Walt Whitman

Yet, Yet, Ye Downcast Hours YET, yet, ye downcast hours, I know ye also; Weights of lead, how ye clog and cling at my ankles!…

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Vigil Strange I Kept On The Field One Night By Walt Whitman

Vigil Strange I Kept On The Field One Night Vigil strange I kept on the field one night; When you my son and my comrade…

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Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling By Walt Whitman

Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling THOU orb aloft full-dazzling! thou hot October noon! Flooding with sheeny light the gray beach sand, The sibilant near sea with…

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The Artilleryman’s Vision By Walt Whitman

The Artilleryman’s Vision WHILE my wife at my side lies slumbering, and the wars are over long, And my head on the pillow rests at…

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Song Of Myself, XXVII By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, XXVII To be in any form, what is that? (Round and round we go, all of us, and ever come back thither,)…

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Song Of Myself, V By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, V I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you, And you must not be…

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Primeval My Love For The Woman I Love By Walt Whitman

Primeval My Love For The Woman I Love PRIMEVAL my love for the woman I love, O bride! O wife! more resistless, more enduring than…

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O Sun Of Real Peace By Walt Whitman

O Sun Of Real Peace O SUN of real peace! O hastening light! O free and extatic! O what I here, preparing, warble for! O…

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Leaves Of Grass. A Carol Of Harvest For 1867 By Walt Whitman

Leaves Of Grass. A Carol Of Harvest For 1867 A SONG of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A…

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From Pent-Up Aching Rivers By Walt Whitman

From Pent-Up Aching Rivers FROM pent-up, aching rivers; From that of myself, without which I were nothing; From what I am determin’d to make illustrious,…

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By Broad Potomac’s Shore By Walt Whitman

By Broad Potomac’s Shore BY broad Potomac’s shore–again, old tongue! (Still uttering–still ejaculating–canst never cease this babble?) Again, old heart so gay–again to you, your…

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All Is Truth By Walt Whitman

All Is Truth O ME, man of slack faith so long! Standing aloof–denying portions so long; Only aware to-day of compact, all-diffused truth; Discovering to-day…

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When I Peruse The Conquer’D Fame By Walt Whitman

When I Peruse The Conquer’D Fame WHEN I peruse the conquer’d fame of heroes, and the victories of mighty generals, I do not envy the…

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To The Man-Of-War-Bird By Walt Whitman

To The Man-Of-War-Bird THOU who hast slept all night upon the storm, Waking renew’d on thy prodigious pinions, (Burst the wild storm? above it thou…

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The Voice Of The Rain By Walt Whitman

The Voice Of The Rain And who art thou? said I to the soft-falling shower, Which, strange to tell, gave me an answer, as here…

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Spirit Whose Work Is Done By Walt Whitman

Spirit Whose Work Is Done SPIRIT whose work is done! spirit of dreadful hours! Ere, departing, fade from my eyes your forests of bayonets; Spirit…

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Song Of Myself, XV By Walt Whitman

Song Of Myself, XV The pure contralto sings in the organ loft, The carpenter dresses his plank, the tongue of his foreplane whistles its wild…

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Sometimes With One I Love By Walt Whitman

Sometimes With One I Love SOMETIMES with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse unreturn’d love; But now I think…

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Out Of The Rolling Ocean, The Crowd By Walt Whitman

Out Of The Rolling Ocean, The Crowd OUT of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me, Whispering, I love you, before…

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Not Heaving From My Ribb’D Breast Only By Walt Whitman

Not Heaving From My Ribb’D Breast Only NOT heaving from my ribb’d breast only; Not in sighs at night, in rage, dissatisfied with myself; Not…

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I Thought I Was Not Alone By Walt Whitman

I Thought I Was Not Alone I THOUGHT I was not alone, walking here by the shore, But the one I thought was with me,…

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Ethiopia Saluting The Colors By Walt Whitman

Ethiopia Saluting The Colors WHO are you, dusky woman, so ancient, hardly human, With your woolly-white and turban’d head, and bare bony feet? Why, rising…

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Ashes Of Soldiers By Walt Whitman

Ashes Of Soldiers Again a verse for sake of you, You soldiers in the ranks- you Volunteers, Who bravely fighting, silent fell, To fill unmention’d…

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A Proadway Pageant By Walt Whitman

A Proadway Pageant OVER the western sea, hither from Niphon come, Courteous, the swart-cheek’d two-sworded envoys, Leaning back in their open barouches, bare-headed, impassive, Ride…

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We Two Boys Together Clinging By Walt Whitman

We Two Boys Together Clinging WE two boys together clinging, One the other never leaving, Up and down the roads going–North and South excursions making,…

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