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- p. iii, line 6[…] has been supposed that the slough still sticks to opinions and manners and literature while the life which served […]
- p. iii, line 12[…] for its days . . . that its action has descended to the stalwart and wellshaped heir who approaches . . . and that he […]
- p. iii, line 20[…] largest and most stirring appear tame and orderly to their ampler largeness and stir. Here at last is something […]
- p. iii, line 25[…] Here is action untied from strings necessarily blind to particulars and details magnificently moving in vast masses. Here is […]
- p. iii, line 50[…] picturesque looseness of their carriage . . . their deathless attachment to freedom—their aversion to anything indecorous or soft or mean—the practical acknowledgment of […]
- p. iii, line 56[…] novelty—their self-esteem and wonderful sympathy—their susceptibility to a slight—the air they have of persons who never […]
- p. iii, line 57[…] of persons who never knew how it felt to stand in the presence of superiors—the fluency of their […]
- p. iii, line 63[…] their elections—the President's taking off his hat to them not they to him—these too are unrhymed poetry. It awaits the gigantic […]
- p. iii, line 82[…] subjects of poets.—As if it were necessary to trot back generation after generation to the eastern records! As […]
- p. iii, line 83[…] were necessary to trot back generation after generation to the eastern records! As if the beauty and sacredness of […]
- p. iv, line 1[…] the magnitude of geography orshows of exterior victory to enjoy the breed of fullsized men or one fullsized man […]
- p. iv, line 4The American poets are to enclose old and new for America is the race of […]
- p. iv, line 6[…] race of races. Of them a bard is to be commensurate with a people. To him the other continents arrive as contributions . . . he gives them […]
- p. iv, line 9[…] sake and his own sake. His spirit responds to his country's spirit . . . . he incarnates its geography and natural life […]
- p. iv, line 28[…] south. He spans between them also from east to west and reflects what is between them. On him rise […]
- p. iv, line 46[…] and buzzard and condor and night-heron and eagle. To him the hereditary countenance descends both mother's and father's. To […]
- p. iv, line 47[…] the hereditary countenance descends both mother's and father's. To him enter the essences of the real things and past […]
- p. iv, line 78[…] southwest—slavery and the tremulous spreading of hands to protect it, and the stern opposition to it which shall never cease till it ceases or the […]
- p. iv, line 81[…] such the expression of the American poet is to be transcendant and new. It is to be indirect and […]
- p. iv, line 82[…] is to be transcendant and new. It is to be indirect and not direct or descriptive or epic. Its […]
- p. iv, line 84[…] descriptive or epic. Its quality goes through these to much more. Let the age and wars of other nations […]
- p. v, line 7[…] time becomes slothful and heavy he knows how to arouse it . . . he can make every word he speaks draw […]
- p. v, line 38[…] and perfect as the greatest artist. . . . . . The power to destroy or remould is freely used by him but never […]
- p. v, line 59[…] the president of regulation. What the eyesight does to the rest he does to the rest. Who knows the […]
- p. v, line 61[…] the eyesight does to the rest he does to the rest. Who knows the curious mystery of the eyesight […]
- p. v, line 70[…] the space of a peachpit and given audience to far and near and to the sunset and had all […]
- p. v, line 71[…] and given audience to far and near and to the sunset and had all things enter with electric swiftness […]
- p. v, line 77[…] small themes . . . but folks expect of the poet to indicate more than the beauty and dignity which always attach […]
- p. v, line 78[…] than the beauty and dignity which always attach to dumb real objects . . . . they expect him to indicate the path […]
- p. v, line 79[…] attach to dumb real objects . . . . they expect him to indicate the path between reality and their souls. Men and […]
- p. v, line 91[…] people. They can never be assisted by poets to perceive . . . some may but they never can. The poetic quality […]
- p. v, line 93[…] marshalled in rhyme or uniformity or abstract addresses to things nor in melancholy complaints or good precepts, but is […]
- p. v, line 104[…] melons and pears, and shed the perfume impalpable to form. The fluency and ornaments of the finest poems or […]
- p. vi, line 2[…] sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and […]
- p. vi, line 4[…] stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and […]
- p. vi, line 6[…] indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number […]
- p. vi, line 7[…] your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful […]
- p. vi, line 22[…] it but he shall. He shall go directly to the creation. His trust shall master the trust of everything […]
- p. vi, line 31[…] breaks others is fuel for his burning progress to contact and amorous joy. Other proportions of the reception of […]
- p. vi, line 32[…] Other proportions of the reception of pleasure dwindle to nothing to his proportions. All expected from heaven or from […]
- p. vi, line 33[…] of the reception of pleasure dwindle to nothing to his proportions. All expected from heaven or from the highest […]
- p. vi, line 43[…] suffering and darkness cannot—death and fear cannot. To him complaint and jealousy and envy are corpses buried and […]
- p. vi, line 55[…] curious of the harmony of things with man. To these respond perfections not only in the committees that were […]
- p. vi, line 56[…] not only in the committees that were supposed to stand for the rest but in the rest themselves just […]
- p. vi, line 59[…] in masses and floods . . . that its finish is to each for itself and onward from itself . . . that it is […]
- p. vi, line 68[…] precision and balance . . . one part does not need to be thrust above another. The best singer is not the […]
- p. vi, line 75[…] scenes and persons some more and some less to bear on your individual character as you hear or read […]
- p. vi, line 76[…] your individual character as you hear or read. To do this well is to compete with the laws that […]
- p. vi, line 77[…] hear or read. To do this well is to compete with the laws that pursue and follow time. What […]
- p. vi, line 85[…] greatest poet forms the consistence of what is to be from what has been and is. He drags the […]
- p. vi, line 87[…] stands them again on their feet . . . . he says to the past, Rise and walk before me that I may […]
- p. vii, line 4[…] are powers neither common nor very uncommon. But to speak in literature with the perfect rectitude and insousiance of […]
- p. vii, line 21[…] is the free channel of himself. He swears to his art, I will not be meddlesome, I will not […]
- p. vii, line 23[…] my writing any elegance or effect or originality to hang in the way between me and the rest like […]
- p. vii, line 50The messages of great poets to each man and woman are, Come to us on equal […]
- p. vii, line 51[…] poets to each man and woman are, Come to us on equal terms, Only then can you understand us […]
- p. vii, line 73[…] shall be kosmos . . without monopoly or secresy . . glad to pass any thing to any one . . hungry for equals night and day. They shall […]
- p. viii, line 4[…] for any case and for all cases . . . none to be hurried or retarded . . . . any miracle of affairs or persons […]
- p. viii, line 9[…] concerns them are unspeakably perfect miracles all referring to all and each distinct and in its place. It is […]
- p. viii, line 11[…] not consistent with the reality of the soul to admit that there is anything in the known universe more […]
- p. viii, line 15[…] the earth and all upon it are simply to be taken as they are, and the investigation of their […]
- p. viii, line 21[…] toward happiness never inconsistent with what is clear to the senses and to the soul. For the eternal tendencies of all toward happiness […]
- p. viii, line 36[…] all is spoilt. The great master has nothing to do with miracles. He sees health for himself in being […]
- p. viii, line 38[…] mass . . . . he sees the hiatus in singular eminence. To the perfect shape comes common ground. To be under the […]
- p. viii, line 39[…] eminence. To the perfect shape comes common ground. To be under the general law is great for that is […]
- p. viii, line 40[…] the general law is great for that is to correspond with it. The master knows that he is unspeakably […]
- p. viii, line 43[…] great . . . . that nothing for instance is greater than to conceive children and bring them up well . . . that to be […]
- p. viii, line 44[…] conceive children and bring them up well . . . that to be is just as great as to perceive or tell […]
- p. viii, line 45[…] that to be is just as great as to perceive or tell […]
- p. viii, line 52[…] out of ages are worthy the grand idea . . . . to them it is confided and they must sustain it. Nothing […]
- p. viii, line 55[…] degrade it. The attitude of great poets is to cheer up slaves and horrify despots. The turn of their […]
- p. viii, line 58[…] motions of their wrists, are full of hazard to the one and hope to the other. Come nigh them awhile and though they neither […]
- p. viii, line 65[…] of the tushes of power, or the bringing to bear soldiers and cannon or any penal statutes. Liberty relies […]
- p. viii, line 79[…] When liberty goes it is not the first to go nor the second or third to go . . it waits for all the rest to go . . it […]
- p. viii, line 80[…] to go . . it waits for all the rest to go . . it is the last. . . When the memories of the […]
- p. viii, line 88[…] and laws for informers and bloodmoney are sweet to the taste of the people . . . . when I and you walk […]
- p. viii, line 106[…] planners of sly involutions for their own preferment to city offices or state legislatures or the judiciary or congress […]
- p. viii, line 110[…] the offices or no . . . . when it is better to be a bound booby and rogue in office at a […]
- p. ix, line 25[…] all interpositions and coverings and turmoils and stratagems to first principles. They are of use . . . . they dissolve poverty from […]
- p. ix, line 30[…] is not he who holds a legal title to it having bought and paid for it. Any one and […]
- p. ix, line 43[…] the patterns of woven stuffs or any thing to beautify rooms or furniture or costumes, or to put upon […]
- p. ix, line 44[…] to beautify rooms or furniture or costumes, or to put upon cornices or monuments or on the prows or […]
- p. ix, line 45[…] on the prows or sterns of ships, or to put anywhere before the human eye indoors or out, that […]
- p. ix, line 51[…] it must never be made ridiculous. Of ornaments to a work nothing outre can be allowed . . but those ornaments […]
- p. ix, line 53[…] but those ornaments can be allowed that conform to the perfect facts of the open air and that flow […]
- p. ix, line 55[…] and come irrepressibly from it and are necessary to the completion of the work. Most works are most beautiful […]
- p. ix, line 61[…] people of these states must never be demeaned to romances. As soon as histories are properly told there is […]
- p. ix, line 64The great poets are also to be known by the absence in them of tricks and […]
- p. ix, line 99[…] and the propriety of the same spirit applied to human affairs . . these are called up of the float of […]
- p. ix, line 100[…] the float of the brain of the world to be parts of the greatest poet from his birth out […]
- p. ix, line 106[…] prudent citizen was the citizen who applied himself to solid gains and did well for himself and his family […]
- p. ix, line 112[…] sleep, but has higher notions of prudence than to think he gives much when he givesa few slight attentions […]
- p. x, line 9[…] such a great being as a man is to the toss and pallor of years of moneymaking with all […]
- p. x, line 17[…] the women and men you pass or have to do with in youth or middle age, and the issuing […]
- p. x, line 26[…] of the soul . . . Still the right explanation remains to be made about prudence. The prudence of the mere wealth […]
- p. x, line 29[…] esteemed life appears too faint for the eye to observe at all when little and large alike drop quietly […]
- p. x, line 33[…] of a year or seventy or eighty years to wisdom spaced out by ages and coming back at a […]
- p. x, line 38[…] soul is of itself . . . . all else has reference to what ensues. All that a person does or thinks is […]
- p. x, line 46[…] the body just as much as it gives to the body. Not one name of word or deed . . not […]
- p. x, line 55[…] nastiness of appetite . . not any harshness of officers to men or judges to prisoners or fathers to sons or sons to fathers or […]
- p. x, line 56[…] to men or judges to prisoners or fathers to sons or sons to fathers or of husbands to wives or bosses to their […]
- p. x, line 57[…] sons or sons to fathers or of husbands to wives or bosses to their boys . . not of greedy looks or malignant wishes . . . nor […]
- p. x, line 65[…] than the profoundest reason, whether it bring arguments to hand or no. No specification is necessary . . to add or […]
- p. x, line 66[…] to hand or no. No specification is necessary . . to add or subtract or divide is in vain. Little or […]
- p. x, line 69[…] well, from the first inspiration down the windpipe to the last expiration out of it, all that a male […]
- p. x, line 71[…] benevolent and clean is so much sure profit to him or her in the unshakable order of the universe […]
- p. x, line 81[…] actions of war and peace . . . all help given to relatives and strangers and the poor and old and sorrowful […]
- p. x, line 83[…] young children and widows and the sick, and to all shunned persons . . all furtherance of fugitives and of the […]
- p. x, line 98[…] of far mightier and more ancient nations unknown to us by name or date or location . . . . all that was […]
- p. x, line 106[…] as we are here . . or that is henceforth to be well thought or done by you whoever you are […]
- p. x, line 110[…] time and inure now and will inure always to the identities from which they sprung or shall spring . . . Did […]
- p. xi, line 10[…] of less ways of prudence if they conform to its ways, puts off nothing, permits no let-up for its […]
- p. xi, line 19[…] has not periled his life and retains it to old age in riches and ease has perhaps achieved nothing […]
- p. xi, line 22[…] that only that person has no great prudence to learn who has learnt to prefer real longlived things, and […]
- p. xi, line 23[…] no great prudence to learn who has learnt to prefer real longlived things, and favors body and soul the […]
- p. xi, line 26[…] or good he does leaping onward and waiting to meet him again—and who in his spirit in any […]
- p. xi, line 33[…] not attract his own land body and soul to himself and hang on its neck with incomparable love and […]
- p. xi, line 36[…] be not himself the age transfigured . . . . and if to him is not opened the eternity which gives similitude to […]
- p. xi, line 37[…] is not opened the eternity which gives similitude to all periods and locations and processes and animate and inanimate […]
- p. xi, line 43[…] the present spot the passage from what was to what shall be, and commits itself to the representation of […]
- p. xi, line 44[…] was to what shall be, and commits itself to the representation of this wave of an hour and this […]
- p. xi, line 53[…] the same style and the direction of genius to similar points be satisfactory now? Has no new discovery in […]
- p. xi, line 58[…] hundreds and thousands of years made willing detours to the right hand and the left hand for his sake […]
- p. xi, line 71[…] a woman. A great poem is no finish to a man or woman but rather a beginning. Has any […]
- p. xi, line 74[…] explanations and realize and be content and full? To no such terminus does the greatest poet bring . . . he brings […]
- p. xi, line 105[…] the past and future . . . . They shall not deign to defend immortality or God or the perfection of things or […]
- p. xi, line 109[…] They shall arise in America and be responded to from the remainder of the earth […]
- p. xii, line 7[…] all who aspire. It is the chosen tongue to express growth faith self-esteem freedom justice equality friendliness amplitude prudence […]
- p. xii, line 22[…] after that which passes by or this built to remain. Is it uniform with my country? Are its disposals […]
- p. xii, line 28[…] fields or drawn from the sea for use to me today here? I know that what answers for me […]
- p. xii, line 32[…] Does this answer? or is it without reference to universal needs? or sprung of the needs of the less […]
- p. xii, line 40[…] one goodshaped and wellhung man, and a woman to be his perfect and independent mate? Does it improve manners […]
- p. xii, line 58[…] sent word. It is not intellect that is to be their warrant and welcome. The talented, the artist, the […]
- p. xii, line 69[…] wealthiest and proudest nation may well go half-way to meet that of its poets. The signs are effectual. There […]
- p. 13, line 3For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
- p. 13, line 11I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked,
- p. 13, line 12I am mad for it to be in contact with me.
- p. 13, line 17The sound of the belched words of my voice . . . . words loosed to the eddies of the wind,
- p. 14, line 2Have you practiced so long to learn to read?
- p. 14, line 3Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?
- p. 14, line 8You shall listen to all sides and filter them from yourself.
- p. 14, line 19To elaborate is no avail . . . . Learned and unlearned feel that it is so.
- p. 15, line 5And forthwith cipher and show me to a cent,
- p. 15, line 13They come to me days and nights and go from me again,
- p. 15, line 22I believe in you my soul . . . . the other I am must not abase itself to you,
- p. 15, line 23And you must not be abased to the other.
- p. 15, line 29And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my barestript heart,
- p. 16, line 7A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;
- p. 16, line 18And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.
- p. 16, line 24This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers,
- p. 16, line 26Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths.
- p. 17, line 5And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it,
- p. 17, line 8And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.
- p. 17, line 9Has any one supposed it lucky to be born?
- p. 17, line 10I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know it.
- p. 17, line 19For me the man that is proud and feels how it stings to be slighted,
- p. 17, line 24Undrape . . . . you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded,
- p. 18, line 5The flap of the curtained litter—the sick man inside, borne to the hospital,
- p. 18, line 7The excited crowd—the policeman with his star quickly working his passage to the centre of the crowd;
- p. 18, line 11What exclamations of women taken suddenly, who hurry home and give birth to babes,
- p. 18, line 18The armfuls are packed to the sagging mow:
- p. 18, line 25In the late afternoon choosing a safe spot to pass the night,
- p. 19, line 1Her father and his friends sat near by crosslegged and dumbly smoking . . . . they had moccasins to their feet and large thick blankets hanging from their shoulders;
- p. 19, line 4She had long eyelashes . . . . her head was bare . . . . her coarse straight locks descended upon her voluptuous limbs and reached to her feet.
- p. 19, line 5The runaway slave came to my house and stopped outside,
- p. 19, line 21Ah the homeliest of them is beautiful to her.
- p. 19, line 22Where are you off to, lady? for I see you,
- p. 19, line 30The young men float on their backs, their white bellies swell to the sun . . . . they do not ask who seizes fast to them,
- p. 20, line 19To niches aside and junior bending.
- p. 20, line 21It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.
- p. 20, line 28And the mockingbird in the swamp never studied the gamut, yet trills pretty well to me,
- p. 21, line 1Ya-honk! he says, and sounds it down to me like an invitation;
- p. 21, line 8The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections,
- p. 21, line 9They scorn the best I can do to relate them.
- p. 21, line 16Adorning myself to bestow myself on the first that will take me,
- p. 21, line 17Not asking the sky to come down to my goodwill,
- p. 21, line 21The married and unmarried children ride home to their thanksgiving dinner,
- p. 21, line 26The spinning-girl retreats and advances to the hum of the big wheel,
- p. 21, line 28The lunatic is carried at last to the asylum a confirmed case,
- p. 21, line 32The malformed limbs are tied to the anatomist's table,
- p. 22, line 2The half-breed straps on his light boots to compete in the race,
- p. 22, line 7The bugle calls in the ballroom, the gentlemen run for their partners, the dancers bow to each other;
- p. 22, line 8The youth lies awake in the cedar-roofed garret and harks to the musical rain,
- p. 22, line 24The drover watches his drove, he sings out to them that would stray,
- p. 22, line 30The crowd laugh at her blackguard oaths, the men jeer and wink to each other,
- p. 23, line 19And these one and all tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them,
- p. 23, line 20And such as it is to be of these more or less I am.
- p. 24, line 1Comrade of raftsmen and coalmen—comrade of all who shake hands and welcome to drink and meat;
- p. 24, line 15If they are not yours as much as mine they are nothing or next to nothing,
- p. 24, line 16If they do not enclose everything they are next to nothing,
- p. 24, line 28Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?
- p. 24, line 29I also say it is good to fall . . . . battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.
- p. 25, line 1I sound triumphal drums for the dead . . . . I fling through my embouchures the loudest and gayest music to them,
- p. 25, line 2Vivas to those who have failed, and to those whose war-vessels sank in the sea, and those themselves who sank in the sea,
- p. 25, line 3And to all generals that lost engagements, and all overcome heroes, and the numberless unknown heroes equal to the greatest heroes known.
- p. 25, line 10This is the touch of my lips to yours . . . . this is the murmur of yearning,
- p. 25, line 24Else it were time lost listening to me.
- p. 25, line 28Whimpering and truckling fold with powders for invalids . . . . conformity goes to the fourth-removed,
- p. 26, line 1I have pried through the strata and analyzed to a hair,
- p. 26, line 2And counselled with doctors and calculated close and found no sweeter fat than sticks to my own bones.
- p. 26, line 6To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow,
- p. 26, line 7All are written to me, and I must get what the writing means.
- p. 26, line 12I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood,
- p. 26, line 18One world is aware, and by far the largest to me, and that is myself,
- p. 26, line 19And whether I come to my own today or in ten thousand or ten million years,
- p. 26, line 29And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man,
- p. 27, line 4I call to the earth and sea half-held by the night.
- p. 27, line 16Prodigal! you have given me love! . . . . therefore I to you give love!
- p. 27, line 20You sea! I resign myself to you also . . . . I guess what you mean,
- p. 27, line 22I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me;
- p. 27, line 36And am not the poet of goodness only . . . . I do not decline to be the poet of wickedness also.
- p. 28, line 7Did you guess the celestial laws are yet to be worked over and rectified?
- p. 28, line 8I step up to say that what we do is right and what we affirm is right . . . . and some is only the ore of right,
- p. 28, line 12This minute that comes to me over the past decillions,
- p. 28, line 19One time as good as another time . . . . here or henceforward it is all the same to me.
- p. 28, line 27The facts are useful and real . . . . they are not my dwelling . . . . I enter by them to an area of the dwelling.
- p. 29, line 8Whoever degrades another degrades me . . . . and whatever is done or said returns at last to me,
- p. 29, line 27Copulation is no more rank to me than death is.
- p. 30, line 4Whatever goes to the tilth of me it shall be you,
- p. 30, line 21To walk up my stoop is unaccountable . . . . I pause to consider if it really be,
- p. 30, line 24To behold the daybreak!
- p. 30, line 26The air tastes good to my palate.
- p. 31, line 5Speech is the twin of my vision . . . . it is unequal to measure itself.
- p. 31, line 12I underlying causes to balance them at last,
- p. 31, line 16Encompass worlds but never try to encompass me,
- p. 31, line 25I hear all sounds as they are tuned to their uses . . . . sounds of the city and sounds out of the city . . . . sounds of the day and night;
- p. 31, line 26Talkative young ones to those that like them . . . . the recitative of fish-pedlars and fruit-pedlars . . . . the loud laugh of workpeople at their meals,
- p. 31, line 28The judge with hands tight to the desk, his shaky lips pronouncing a death-sentence,
- p. 32, line 4They go to guard some corpse . . . . the flag-tops are draped with black muslin.
- p. 32, line 13It throbs me to gulps of the farthest down horror,
- p. 32, line 17Let up again to feel the puzzle of puzzles,
- p. 32, line 19To be in any form, what is that?
- p. 32, line 25To touch my person to some one else's is about as much as I can stand.
- p. 32, line 26Is this then a touch? . . . . quivering me to a new identity,
- p. 32, line 28Treacherous tip of me reaching and crowding to help them,
- p. 32, line 29My flesh and blood playing out lightning, to strike what is hardly different from myself,
- p. 33, line 2They bribed to swap off with touch, and go and graze at the edges of me,
- p. 33, line 4Fetching the rest of the herd around to enjoy them awhile,
- p. 33, line 5Then all uniting to stand on a headland and worry me.
- p. 33, line 7They have left me helpless to a red marauder,
- p. 33, line 8They all come to the headland to witness and assist against me.
- p. 33, line 11I went myself first to the headland . . . . my own hands carried me there.
- p. 33, line 23The insignificant is as big to me as any,
- p. 33, line 27Only what proves itself to every man and woman is so,
- p. 33, line 33And they are to branch boundlessly out of that lesson until it becomes omnific,
- p. 34, line 5And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery,
- p. 34, line 7And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels,
- p. 34, line 8And I could come every afternoon of my life to look at the farmer's girl boiling her iron tea-kettle and baking shortcake.
- p. 34, line 20In vain the elk takes to the inner passes of the woods,
- p. 34, line 21In vain the razorbilled auk sails far north to Labrador,
- p. 34, line 22I follow quickly . . . . I ascend to the nest in the fissure of the cliff.
- p. 34, line 27They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God,
- p. 34, line 29Not one kneels to another nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago,
- p. 34, line 31So they show their relations to me and I accept them;
- p. 35, line 4Choosing to go with him on brotherly terms.
- p. 35, line 5A gigantic beauty of a stallion, fresh and responsive to my caresses,
- p. 35, line 23Where the panther walks to and fro on a limb overhead . . . . where the buck turns furiously at the hunter,
- p. 36, line 9Where the brook puts out of the roots of the old tree and flows to the meadow,
- p. 36, line 20Where shells grow to her slimy deck, and the dead are corrupting below;
- p. 36, line 32Where the bull advances to do his masculine work, and the stud to the mare, and the cock is treading the hen,
- p. 37, line 9Where the yellow-crowned heron comes to the edge of the marsh at night and feeds upon small crabs;
- p. 37, line 20Looking in at the shop-windows in Broadway the whole forenoon . . . . pressing the flesh of my nose to the thick plate-glass,
- p. 37, line 21Wandering the same afternoon with my face turned up to the clouds;
- p. 37, line 25By the cot in the hospital reaching lemonade to a feverish patient,
- p. 37, line 27Voyaging to every port to dicker and adventure;
- p. 37, line 29Hot toward one I hate, ready in my madness to knife him;
- p. 38, line 10I help myself to material and immaterial,
- p. 38, line 13My messengers continually cruise away or bring their returns to me.
- p. 38, line 14I go hunting polar furs and the seal . . . . leaping chasms with a pike-pointed staff . . . . clinging to topples of brittle and blue.
- p. 38, line 15I ascend to the foretruck . . . . I take my place late at night in the crow's nest . . . . we sail through the arctic sea . . . . it is plenty light enough,
- p. 38, line 19We are about approaching some great battlefield in which we are soon to be engaged,
- p. 38, line 24And tighten her all night to my thighs and lips.
- p. 40, line 9Workmen searching after damages and to make indispensible repairs,
- p. 40, line 14I tell not the fall of Alamo . . . . not one escaped to tell the fall of Alamo,
- p. 40, line 29None obeyed the command to kneel,
- p. 41, line 2Some half-killed attempted to crawl away,
- p. 41, line 4A youth not seventeen years old seized his assassin till two more came to release him,
- p. 41, line 19The master-at-arms loosing the prisoners confined in the after-hold to give them a chance for themselves.
- p. 41, line 20The transit to and from the magazine was now stopped by the sentinels,
- p. 41, line 21They saw so many strange faces they did not know whom to trust.
- p. 42, line 8His eyes gave more light to us than our battle-lanterns.
- p. 42, line 9Toward twelve at night, there in the beams of the moon they surrendered to us.
- p. 42, line 12Our vessel riddled and slowly sinking . . . . preparations to pass to the one we had conquered,
- p. 42, line 21Delicate sniffs of the seabreeze . . . . smells of sedgy grass and fields by the shore . . . death-messages given in charge to survivors,
- p. 42, line 26What the rebel said gaily adjusting his throat to the rope-noose,
- p. 42, line 28What stills the traveler come to the vault at Mount Vernon,
- p. 43, line 6Not a mutineer walks handcuffed to the jail, but I am handcuffed to him and walk by his side,
- p. 43, line 22The grave of rock multiplies what has been confided to it . . . . or to any graves,
- p. 44, line 11They desire he should like them and touch them and speak to them and stay with them.
- p. 44, line 18Earth! you seem to look for something at my hands,
- p. 44, line 27I am not to be denied . . . . I compel . . . . I have stores plenty and to spare,
- p. 45, line 1I do not ask who you are . . . . that is not important to me,
- p. 45, line 3To a drudge of the cottonfields or emptier of privies I lean . . . . on his right cheek I put the family kiss,
- p. 45, line 7To any one dying . . . . thither I speed and twist the knob of the door,
- p. 45, line 16Not doubt, not decease shall dare to lay finger upon you,
- p. 45, line 17I have embraced you, and henceforth possess you to myself,
- p. 46, line 1Admitting they bore mites as for unfledged birds who have now to rise and fly and sing for themselves,
- p. 46, line 2Accepting the rough deific sketches to fill out better in myself . . . . bestowing them freely on each man and woman I see,
- p. 46, line 5Not objecting to special revelations . . . . considering a curl of smoke or a hair on the back of my hand as curious as any revelation;
- p. 46, line 6Those ahold of fire-engines and hook-and-ladder ropes more to me than the gods of the antique wars,
- p. 46, line 11The snag-toothed hostler with red hair redeeming sins past and to come,
- p. 46, line 12Selling all he possesses and traveling on foot to fee lawyers for his brother and sit by him while he is tried for forgery:
- p. 46, line 16The supernatural of no account . . . . myself waiting my time to be one of the supremes,
- p. 46, line 18Guessing when I am it will not tickle me much to receive puffs out of pulpit or print;
- p. 46, line 20Putting myself here and now to the ambushed womb of the shadows!
- p. 47, line 10To feed the greed of the belly the brains liberally spooning,
- p. 47, line 11Tickets buying or taking or selling, but in to the feast never once going;
- p. 47, line 26My words are words of a questioning, and to indicate reality;
- p. 48, line 15Drinking mead from the skull-cup . . . . to shasta and vedas admirant . . . . minding the koran,
- p. 48, line 18To the mass kneeling—to the puritan's prayer rising—sitting patiently in a pew,
- p. 48, line 21Belonging to the winders of the circuit of circuits.
- p. 49, line 13Nor the sacs merely floating with open mouths for food to slip in,
- p. 49, line 17It is time to explain myself . . . . let us stand up.
- p. 49, line 27That which fills its period and place is equal to any.
- p. 50, line 3What have I to do with lamentation?
- p. 50, line 4I am an acme of things accomplished, and I an encloser of things to be.
- p. 50, line 17For room to me stars kept aside in their own rings,
- p. 50, line 18They sent influences to look after what was to hold me.
- p. 50, line 21For it the nebula cohered to an orb . . . . the long slow strata piled to rest it on . . . . vast vegetables gave it sustenance,
- p. 50, line 23All forces have been steadily employed to complete and delight me,
- p. 50, line 28Jostling me through streets and public halls . . . . coming naked to me at night,
- p. 51, line 3Noiselessly passing handfuls out of their hearts and giving them to be mine.
- p. 51, line 15If I and you and the worlds and all beneath or upon their surfaces, and all the palpable life, were this moment reduced back to a pallid float, it would not avail in the long run,
- p. 51, line 28I lead no man to a dinner-table or library or exchange,
- p. 52, line 3My right hand points to landscapes of continents, and a plain public road.
- p. 52, line 12And in due time you shall repay the same service to me;
- p. 52, line 15And I said to my spirit, When we become the enfolders of those orbs and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them, shall we be filled and satisfied then?
- p. 52, line 16And my spirit said No, we level that lift to pass and continue beyond.
- p. 52, line 20Here are biscuits to eat and here is milk to drink,
- p. 52, line 24You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every moment of your life
- p. 52, line 26Now I will you to be a bold swimmer,
- p. 52, line 27To jump off in the midst of the sea, and rise again and nod to me and shout, and laughingly dash with your hair.
- p. 52, line 30He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.
- p. 53, line 5First rate to ride, to fight, to hit the bull's eye, to sail a skiff, to sing a song or play on the banjo,
- p. 53, line 10I do not say these things for a dollar, or to fill up the time while I wait for a boat;
- p. 53, line 12It was tied in your mouth . . . . in mine it begins to be loosened.
- p. 53, line 14And I swear I never will translate myself at all, only to him or her who privately stays with me in the open air.
- p. 53, line 15If you would understand me go to the heights or water-shore,
- p. 53, line 20The young mechanic is closest to me . . . . he knows me pretty well,
- p. 53, line 24My face rubs to the hunter's face when he lies down alone in his blanket,
- p. 53, line 31And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's-self is,
- p. 53, line 32And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral, dressed in his shroud,
- p. 54, line 2And to glance with an eye or show a bean in its pod confounds the learning of all times,
- p. 54, line 6And I call to mankind, Be not curious about God,
- p. 54, line 11Why should I wish to see God better than this day?
- p. 54, line 16And as to you death, and you bitter hug of mortality . . . . it is idle to try to alarm me.
- p. 54, line 17To his work without flinching the accoucheur comes,
- p. 54, line 20And as to you corpse I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me,
- p. 54, line 22I reach to the leafy lips . . . . I reach to the polished breasts of melons.
- p. 54, line 23And as to you life, I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths,
- p. 54, line 30Toss to the moaning gibberish of the dry limbs.
- p. 55, line 3And debouch to the steady and central from the offspring great or small.
- p. 55, line 10To it the creation is the friend whose embracing awakes me.
- p. 55, line 15And proceed to fill my next fold of the future.
- p. 55, line 16Listener up there! Here you . . . . what have you to confide to me?
- p. 55, line 24Who wishes to walk with me?
- p. 56, line 2It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk.
- p. 56, line 5I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
- p. 56, line 8But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
- p. 56, line 10Failing to fetch me me at first keep encouraged,
- p. 57, line 1COME closer to me,
- p. 57, line 7I do not thank you for liking me as I am, and liking the touch of me . . . . I know that it is good for you to do so.
- p. 57, line 8Were all educations practical and ornamental well displayed out of me, what would it amount to?
- p. 57, line 9Were I as the head teacher or charitable proprietor or wise statesman, what would it amount to?
- p. 57, line 10Were I to you as the boss employing and paying you, would that satisfy you?
- p. 58, line 11It is not you I go argue pro and con about, and to settle whether you are alive or no;
- p. 58, line 21Offspring of those not rich—boys apprenticed to trades,
- p. 59, line 2The naive . . . . the simple and hardy . . . . he going to the polls to vote . . . . he who has a good time, and he who has a bad time;
- p. 59, line 5None shall escape me, and none shall wish to escape me.
- p. 59, line 9There is something that comes home to one now and perpetually,
- p. 59, line 11It is not to be put in a book . . . . it is not in this book,
- p. 60, line 1Have you reckoned them as mainly for a trade or farmwork? or for the profits of a store? or to achieve yourself a position? or to fill a gentleman's leisure or a lady's leisure?
- p. 60, line 6Or the stars to be put in constellations and named fancy names?
- p. 61, line 1All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it;
- p. 61, line 10Your person and every particle that relates to your person,
- p. 62, line 12The directory, the detector, the ledger . . . . the books in ranks or the bookshelves . . . . the clock attached to the wall,
- p. 63, line 22I do not affirm what you see beyond is futile . . . . I do not advise you to stop,
- p. 63, line 24But I say that none lead to greater or sadder or happier than those lead to.
- p. 63, line 26In things best known to you finding the best or as good as the best,
- p. 64, line 1In folks nearest to you finding also the sweetest and strongest and lovingest,
- p. 64, line 4And all else thus far known giving place to men and women.
- p. 64, line 12I intend to reach them my hand and make as much of them as I do of men and women.
- p. 65, line 1TO think of time . . . . to think through the retrospection,
- p. 65, line 2To think of today . . and the ages continued henceforward.
- p. 65, line 4Have you feared the future would be nothing to you?
- p. 65, line 7To think that the sun rose in the east . . . . that men and women were flexible and real and alive . . . . that every thing was real and alive;
- p. 65, line 8To think that you and I did not see feel think nor bear our part,
- p. 65, line 9To think that we are now here and bear our part.
- p. 66, line 3To think that the rivers will come to flow, and the snow fall, and fruits ripen . . and act upon others as upon us now . . . . yet not act upon us;
- p. 66, line 4To think of all these wonders of city and country . . and others taking great interest in them . . and we taking small interest in them.
- p. 66, line 5To think how eager we are in building our houses,
- p. 66, line 6To think others shall be just as eager . . and we quite indifferent.
- p. 66, line 16Rapid the trot to the cemetery,
- p. 66, line 22Freemouthed, quicktempered, not badlooking, able to take his own part,
- p. 66, line 23Witty, sensitive to a slight, ready with life or death for a friend,
- p. 66, line 25Had known what it was to be flush . . grew lowspirited toward the last . . sickened . . was helped by a contribution,
- p. 67, line 3To think that these are so much and so nigh to other drivers . . and he there takes no interest in them.
- p. 67, line 4The markets, the government, the workingman's wages . . . . to think what account they are through our nights and days;
- p. 67, line 5To think that other workingmen will make just as great account of them . . yet we make little or no account.
- p. 67, line 6The vulgar and the refined . . . . what you call sin and what you call goodness . . to think how wide a difference;
- p. 67, line 7To think the difference will still continue to others, yet we lie beyond the difference.
- p. 67, line 8To think how much pleasure there is!
- p. 67, line 12These also flow onward to others . . . . you and I flow onward;
- p. 67, line 14Your farm and profits and crops . . . . to think how engrossed you are;
- p. 67, line 15To think there will still be farms and profits and crops . . yet for you of what avail?
- p. 67, line 17To take interest is well, and not to take interest shall be well.
- p. 67, line 23You are not thrown to the winds . . you gather certainly and safely around yourself,
- p. 68, line 1It is not to diffuse you that you were born of your mother and father—it is to identify you,
- p. 68, line 9He is one of those who are beautiful and happy . . . . he is one of those that to look upon and be with is enough.
- p. 69, line 1I have dreamed that we are not to be changed so much . . . . nor the law of us changed;
- p. 69, line 9To show us a good thing or a few good things for a space of time—that is no satisfaction;
- p. 69, line 11If otherwise, all these things came but to ashes of dung;
- p. 69, line 13Do you suspect death? If I were to suspect death I should die now,
- p. 69, line 23Slowly and surely they have passed on to this, and slowly and surely they will yet pass on.
- p. 70, line 7Wandering and confused . . . . lost to myself . . . . ill-assorted . . . . contradictory,
- p. 71, line 1The murderer that is to be hung next day . . . . how does he sleep?
- p. 71, line 8I pass my hands soothingly to and fro a few inches from them;
- p. 71, line 12I go from bedside to bedside . . . . I sleep close with the other sleepers, each in turn;
- p. 72, line 1I roll myself upon you as upon a bed . . . . I resign myself to the dusk.
- p. 72, line 7I would sound up the shadowy shore to which you are journeying.
- p. 72, line 16I feel ashamed to go naked about the world,
- p. 72, line 17And am curious to know where my feet stand . . . . and what is this flooding me, childhood or manhood . . . . and the hunger that crosses the bridge between.
- p. 73, line 1It seems to me that everything in the light and air ought to be happy;
- p. 73, line 4His brown hair lies close and even to his head . . . . he strikes out with courageous arms . . . . he urges himself with his legs.
- p. 73, line 20I can but rush to the surf and let it drench me and freeze upon me.
- p. 73, line 21I search with the crowd . . . . not one of the company is washed to us alive;
- p. 73, line 25His face is cold and damp . . . . he cannot repress the weeping drops . . . . he lifts the glass perpetually to his eyes . . . . the color is blanched from his cheeks,
- p. 73, line 26He sees the slaughter of the southern braves confided to him by their parents.
- p. 74, line 3He kisses lightly the wet cheeks one after another . . . . he shakes hands and bids goodbye to the army.
- p. 74, line 6A red squaw came one breakfasttime to the old homestead,
- p. 74, line 15She had no work to give her but she gave her remembrance and fondness.
- p. 74, line 17O my mother was loth to have her go away,
- p. 74, line 32And have an unseen something to be in contact with them also.
- p. 75, line 9To every port of England and France and Spain enter wellfilled ships;
- p. 75, line 14The actor and actress . . those through with their parts and those waiting to commence,
- p. 75, line 16The great already known, and the great anytime after to day,
- p. 76, line 9The sleepers that lived and died wait . . . . the far advanced are to go on in their turns, and the far behind are to go on in their turns,
- p. 76, line 12They flow hand in hand over the whole earth from east to west as they lie unclothed;
- p. 76, line 25The swelled and convulsed and congested awake to themselves in condition,
- p. 76, line 28I stay awhile away O night, but I return to you again and love you;
- p. 77, line 1Why should I be afraid to trust myself to you?
- p. 77, line 6I will duly pass the day O my mother and duly return to you;
- p. 77, line 10They will not let me off nor I them till I go with them and respond to them and love them.
- p. 78, line 2To see him pass conveys as much as the best poem . . perhaps more,
- p. 78, line 3You linger to see his back and the back of his neck and shoulderside.
- p. 78, line 23These I used to go and visit him to see . . . . He was wise also,
- p. 79, line 3He was a frequent gunner and fisher . . . he sailed his boat himself . . . he had a fine one presented to him by a shipjoiner . . . . he had fowling-pieces, presented to him by men that loved him;
- p. 79, line 4When he went with his five sons and many grandsons to hunt or fish you would pick him out as the most beautiful and vigorous of the gang,
- p. 79, line 5You would wish long and long to be with him . . . . you would wish to sit by him in the boat that you and he might touch each other.
- p. 79, line 6I have perceived that to be with those I like is enough,
- p. 79, line 7To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
- p. 79, line 8To be surrounded by beautiful curious breathing laughing flesh is enough,
- p. 79, line 9To pass among them . . to touch any one . . . . to rest my arm ever so lightly round his or her neck for a moment . . . . what is this then?
- p. 79, line 11There is something in staying close to men and women and looking on them and in the contact and odor of them that pleases the soul well,
- p. 79, line 14A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot,
- p. 80, line 4She is all things duly veiled . . . . she is both passive and active . . . . she is to conceive daughters as well as sons and sons as well as daughters.
- p. 80, line 11The fullspread pride of man is calming and excellent to the soul;
- p. 80, line 12Knowledge becomes him . . . . he likes it always . . . . he brings everything to the test of himself,
- p. 80, line 22Do you suppose you have a right to a good sight . . . and he or she has no right to a sight?
- p. 81, line 22She is the bearer of them that shall grow and be mates to the mothers.
- p. 82, line 2Do you not see that these are exactly the same to all in all nations and times all over the earth?
- p. 83, line 5A stallion that yielded at last to the thongs and knife of the gelder.
- p. 83, line 10Some abject louse asking leave to be . . cringing for it,
- p. 83, line 11Some milknosed maggot blessing what lets it wrig to its hole.
- p. 83, line 21The man falls struggling and foaming to the ground while he speculates well.
- p. 83, line 24This face owes to the sexton his dismalest fee,
- p. 84, line 6The same wait to clear the rubbish from the fallen tenement;
- p. 84, line 23Tall and sufficient stand behind and make signs to me;
- p. 84, line 26She speaks to the limber-hip'd man near the garden pickets,
- p. 84, line 27Come here, she blushingly cries . . . . Come nigh to me limber-hip'd man and give me your finger and thumb,
- p. 84, line 29Fill me with albescent honey . . . . bend down to me,
- p. 84, line 30Rub to me with your chafing beard . . rub to my breast and shoulders.
- p. 85, line 14The finish beyond which philosophy cannot go and does not wish to go!
- p. 85, line 16A YOUNG man came to me with a message from his brother,
- p. 85, line 18Tell him to send me the signs.
- p. 85, line 19And I stood before the young man face to face, and took his right hand in my left hand and his left hand in my right hand,
- p. 85, line 21Him all wait for . . . . him all yield up to . . . . his word is decisive and final,
- p. 86, line 8He places his own city, times, reminiscences, parents, brothers and sisters, associations employment and politics, so that the rest never shame them afterward, nor assume to command them.
- p. 86, line 12It is vain to skulk . . . . Do you hear that mocking and laughter? Do you hear the ironical echoes?
- p. 86, line 13Books friendships philosophers priests action pleasure pride beat up and down seeking to give satisfaction;
- p. 86, line 16He has the passkey of hearts . . . . to him the response of the prying of hands on the knobs.
- p. 86, line 22He says indifferently and alike, How are you friend? to the President at his levee,
- p. 86, line 23And he says Good day my brother, to Cudge that hoes in the sugarfield;
- p. 87, line 1He walks among the Congress . . . . and one representative says to another, Here is our equal appearing and new.
- p. 87, line 3And the soldiers suppose him to be a captain . . . . and the sailors that he has followed the sea,
- p. 87, line 6No matter what the work is, that he is one to follow it or has followed it,
- p. 87, line 9A Jew to the Jew he seems . . . . a Russ to the Russ . . . . usual and near . . removed from none.
- p. 87, line 16You think it would be good to be the writer of melodious verses,
- p. 87, line 17Well it would be good to be the writer of melodious verses;
- p. 87, line 19Or beyond one manly or affectionate deed of an apprenticeboy? . . or old woman? . . or man that has been in prison or is likely to be in prison?
- p. 87, line 22Its feet upon the ashes and the rags . . . . Its hands tight to the throats of kings.
- p. 88, line 1And you, paid to defile the People . . . . you liars mark:
- p. 88, line 22They live in brothers, again ready to defy you:
- p. 88, line 24Not a grave of the murdered for freedom but grows seed for freedom . . . . in its turn to bear seed,
- p. 89, line 4I rose this morning early to get betimes in Boston town;
- p. 89, line 6I love to look on the stars and stripes . . . . I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
- p. 89, line 12The old graveyards of the hills have hurried to see;
- p. 89, line 25Retreat then! Pell-mell! . . . . Back to the hills, old limpers!
- p. 89, line 28I will whisper it to the Mayor . . . . he shall send a committee to England,
- p. 89, line 29They shall get a grant from the Parliament, and go with a cart to the royal vault,
- p. 90, line 10You have got your revenge old buster! . . . . The crown is come to its own and more than its own.
- p. 91, line 2And the schoolmistress that passed on her way to the school . . and the friendly boys that passed . . and the quarrelsome boys . . and the tidy and freshcheeked girls . . and the barefoot negro boy and girl,
- p. 92, line 5It is no lesson . . . . it lets down the bars to a good lesson,
- p. 92, line 6And that to another . . . . and every one to another still.
- p. 92, line 11They are so beautiful I nudge myself to listen.
- p. 92, line 12I cannot say to any person what I hear . . . . I cannot say it to myself . . . . it is very wonderful.
- p. 92, line 21And how I was not palpable once but am now . . . . and was born on the last day of May 1819 . . . . and passed from a babe in the creeping trance of three summers and three winters to articulate and walk . . . . are all equally wonderful.
- p. 92, line 23And that my soul embraces you this hour, and we affect each other without ever seeing each other, and never perhaps to see each other, is every bit as wonderful:
- p. 92, line 25And that I can remind you, and you think them and know them to be true is just as wonderful,
- p. 93, line 3Come I should like to hear you tell me what there is in yourself that is not just as wonderful,
- p. 93, line 4And I should like to hear the name of anything between Sunday morning and Saturday night that is not just as wonderful.
- p. 93, line 12It is good to live in this age . . . . there never was any better.
- p. 94, line 16O truth of the earth! O truth of things! I am determined to press the whole way toward you,
- p. 95, line 9The perfect judge fears nothing . . . . he could go front to front before God,