Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1855

The lines with “with”

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  1. p. iii, line 4[…] castes or the old religions . . . . accepts the lesson with calmness . . . is not so impatient as has been supposed that […]
  2. p. iii, line 22[…] something in the doings of man that corresponds with the broadcast doings of the day and night. Here is […]
  3. p. iii, line 33[…] groupings and the push of its perspective spreads with crampless and flowing breadth and showers its prolific and splendid […]
  4. p. iv, line 6[…] Of them a bard is to be commensurate with a people. To him the other continents arrive as contributions […]
  5. p. iv, line 11[…] and natural life and rivers and lakes. Mississippi with annual freshets and changing chutes, Missouri and Columbia and Ohio […]
  6. p. iv, line 13[…] Missouri and Columbia and Ohio and Saint Lawrence with the falls and beautiful masculine Hudson, do not embouchure where […]
  7. p. iv, line 27[…] the Pacific coast stretches longer he easily stretches with them north or south. He spans between them also from […]
  8. p. iv, line 35[…] as any canebrake or swamp . . . . and forests coated with transparent ice and icicles hanging from the boughs and crackling […]
  9. p. iv, line 39[…] and free as savannah or upland or prairie . . . . with flights and songs and screams that answer those of the […]
  10. p. iv, line 71[…] and enterprise—the perfect equality of the female with the male . . . . the large amativeness—the fluid movement of the […]
  11. p. iv, line 89[…] comes one among the wellbeloved stonecutters and plans with decision and science and sees the solid and beautiful forms […]
  12. p. iv, line 93Of all nations the United States with veins full of poetical stuff most need poets and will […]
  13. p. v, line 13[…] turning a concentrated light . . . he turns the pivot with his finger . . . he baffles the swiftest runners as he stands […]
  14. p. v, line 26[…] silent. He sees eternity less like a play with a prologue and denouement . . . . he sees eternity in men and […]
  15. p. v, line 53[…] thing that was before thought small it dilates with the grandeur and life of the universe. He is a […]
  16. p. v, line 71[…] to the sunset and had all things enter with electric swiftness softly and duly without confusion or jostling or […]
  17. p. vi, line 8[…] any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the […]
  18. p. vi, line 9[…] men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open […]
  19. p. vi, line 34[…] heaven or from the highest he is rapport with in the sight of the daybreak or a scene of […]
  20. p. vi, line 36[…] woods or the presence of children playing or with his arm round the neck of a man or woman […]
  21. p. vi, line 55[…] voice eternally curious of the harmony of things with man. To these respond perfections not only in the committees […]
  22. p. vi, line 77[…] read. To do this well is to compete with the laws that pursue and follow time. What is the […]
  23. p. vi, line 107[…] stretch too far while it stretches in company with the other. The inmost secrets of art sleep with the twain. The greatest poet has lain close betwixt both […]
  24. p. vii, line 4[…] nor very uncommon. But to speak in literature with the perfect rectitude and insousiance of the movements of animals […]
  25. p. vii, line 16[…] heaven or the appearance of the moon afterward with any more satisfaction than you shall contemplate him. The greatest […]
  26. p. vii, line 34[…] by my side and look in the mirror with me […]
  27. p. vii, line 120[…] special and supernatural and all that was twined with it or educed out of it departs as a dream […]
  28. p. viii, line 11[…] in its place. It is also not consistent with the reality of the soul to admit that there is […]
  29. p. viii, line 17[…] future shall be unintermitted and shall be done with perfect candor. Upon this basis philosophy speculates ever looking toward […]
  30. p. viii, line 20[…] eternal tendencies of all toward happiness never inconsistent with what is clear to the senses and to the soul […]
  31. p. viii, line 36[…] spoilt. The great master has nothing to do with miracles. He sees health for himself in being one of […]
  32. p. viii, line 40[…] law is great for that is to correspond with it. The master knows that he is unspeakably great and […]
  33. p. viii, line 69[…] composed, and knows no discouragement. The battle rages with many a loud alarm and frequent advance and retreat . . . . the […]
  34. p. viii, line 74[…] cause is asleep . . . . the strong throats are choked with their own blood . . . . the young men drop their eyelashes toward […]
  35. p. viii, line 90[…] and you walk abroad upon the earth stung with compassion at the sight of numberless brothers answering our equal […]
  36. p. viii, line 92[…] no man master—and when we are elated with noble joy at the sight of slaves . . . . when the soul […]
  37. p. viii, line 113[…] salary than the poorest free mechanic or farmer with his hat unmoved from his head and firm eyes and […]
  38. p. ix, line 12[…] As they emit themselves facts are showered over with light . . . . the daylight is lit with more volatile light . . . . also […]
  39. p. ix, line 13[…] showered over with light . . . . the daylight is lit with more volatile light . . . . also the deep between the setting and […]
  40. p. ix, line 20[…] at sea under steam or full sail gleams with unmatched beauty . . . . the American circles and large harmonies of government […]
  41. p. ix, line 22[…] American circles and large harmonies of government gleam with theirs . . . . and the commonest definite intentions and actions with theirs […]
  42. p. ix, line 23[…] theirs . . . . and the commonest definite intentions and actions with theirs. The poets of the kosmos advance through all interpositions […]
  43. p. ix, line 34[…] subjects and styles, and in whom they enter with ease and take residence and force toward paternity and maternity […]
  44. p. ix, line 97[…] and children, large alimentiveness and destructiveness and causality, with a perfect sense of the oneness of nature and the […]
  45. p. x, line 10[…] the toss and pallor of years of moneymaking with all their scorching days and icy nights and all their […]
  46. p. x, line 17[…] and men you pass or have to do with in youth or middle age, and the issuing sickness and […]
  47. p. x, line 23[…] and system which civilization undeniably drafts, and moistening with tears the immense features it spreads and spreads with such […]
  48. p. x, line 24[…] tears the immense features it spreads and spreads with such velocity before the reached kisses of the soul . . . Still […]
  49. p. x, line 34[…] ages and coming back at a certain time with strong reinforcements and rich presents and the clear faces of […]
  50. p. xi, line 14[…] or the righteous from the unrighteous, is satisfied with the present, matches every thought or act by its correlative […]
  51. p. xi, line 30[…] is today. If he does not flood himself with the immediate age as with vast oceanic tides . . . . . and if […]
  52. p. xi, line 31[…] not flood himself with the immediate age as with vast oceanic tides . . . . . and if he does not attract his […]
  53. p. xi, line 33[…] soul to himself and hang on its neck with incomparable love and plunge his semitic muscle into its merits […]
  54. p. xi, line 73[…] last under some due authority and rest satisfied with explanations and realize and be content and full? To no […]
  55. p. xi, line 79[…] tells in action. Whom he takes he takes with firm sure grasp into live regions previously unattained . . . . thenceforward is […]
  56. p. xii, line 23[…] or this built to remain. Is it uniform with my country? Are its disposals without ignominious distinctions? Is it […]
  57. p. xii, line 36[…] modern science and forms? Does this acknowledge liberty with audible and absolute acknowledgement, and set slavery at nought for […]
  58. p. xii, line 43[…] young of the republic? Does it solve readily with the sweet milk of the nipples of the breasts of […]
  59. p. xii, line 46[…] old ever-fresh forbearance and impartiality? Does it look with the same love on the last born and on those […]
  60. p. xii, line 56[…] float off and leave no remembrance. America prepares with composure and goodwill for the visitors that have sent word […]
  61. p. 13, line 6Houses and rooms are full of perfumes . . . . the shelves are crowded with perfumes,
  62. p. 13, line 10It is for my mouth forever . . . . I am in love with it,
  63. p. 13, line 12I am mad for it to be in contact with me.
  64. p. 14, line 4Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,
  65. p. 15, line 2And leaves for me baskets covered with white towels bulging the house with their plenty,
  66. p. 15, line 18Looks with its sidecurved head curious what will come next,
  67. p. 15, line 20Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with linguists and contenders,
  68. p. 15, line 24Loafe with me on the grass . . . . loose the stop from your throat,
  69. p. 16, line 7A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;
  70. p. 17, line 11I pass death with the dying, and birth with the new-washed babe . . . . and am not contained between my hat and boots,
  71. p. 17, line 28I lift the gauze and look a long time, and silently brush away flies with my hand.
  72. p. 18, line 2The heavy omnibus, the driver with his interrogating thumb, the clank of the shod horses on the granite floor,
  73. p. 18, line 7The excited crowd—the policeman with his star quickly working his passage to the centre of the crowd;
  74. p. 18, line 13Arrests of criminals, slights, adulterous offers made, acceptances, rejections with convex lips,
  75. p. 18, line 32You should have been with us that day round the chowder-kettle.
  76. p. 19, line 13He staid with me a week before he was recuperated and passed north,
  77. p. 19, line 26The beards of the young men glistened with wet, it ran from their long hair,
  78. p. 20, line 1They do not know who puffs and declines with pendant and bending arch,
  79. p. 20, line 2They do not think whom they souse with spray.
  80. p. 20, line 5Blacksmiths with grimed and hairy chests environ the anvil,
  81. p. 20, line 8The lithe sheer of their waists plays even with their massive arms,
  82. p. 20, line 17I go with the team also.
  83. p. 21, line 6The brood of the turkeyhen, and she with her halfspread wings,
  84. p. 21, line 13I can eat and sleep with them week in and week out.
  85. p. 21, line 22The pilot seizes the king-pin, he heaves down with a strong arm,
  86. p. 21, line 25The deacons are ordained with crossed hands at the altar,
  87. p. 21, line 30The jour printer with gray head and gaunt jaws works at his case,
  88. p. 21, line 31He turns his quid of tobacco, his eyes get blurred with the manuscript;
  89. p. 22, line 10The reformer ascends the platform, he spouts with his mouth and nose,
  90. p. 22, line 13The connoisseur peers along the exhibition-gallery with halfshut eyes bent sideways,
  91. p. 22, line 17The cleanhaired Yankee girl works with her sewing-machine or in the factory or mill,
  92. p. 22, line 19The pavingman leans on his twohanded rammer—the reporter's lead flies swiftly over the notebook—the signpainter is lettering with red and gold,
  93. p. 22, line 25The pedlar sweats with his pack on his back—the purchaser higgles about the odd cent,
  94. p. 22, line 28The opium eater reclines with rigid head and just-opened lips,
  95. p. 23, line 1On the piazza walk five friendly matrons with twined arms;
  96. p. 23, line 10The stumps stand thick round the clearing, the squatter strikes deep with his axe,
  97. p. 23, line 14Patriarchs sit at supper with sons and grandsons and great grandsons around them,
  98. p. 23, line 24Stuffed with the stuff that is coarse, and stuffed with the stuff that is fine,
  99. p. 23, line 31At home on Canadian snowshoes or up in the bush, or with fishermen off Newfoundland,
  100. p. 23, line 32At home in the fleet of iceboats, sailing with the rest and tacking,
  101. p. 24, line 2A learner with the simplest, a teacher of the thoughtfulest,
  102. p. 24, line 14These are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me,
  103. p. 25, line 5It is for the wicked just the same as the righteous . . . . I make appointments with all,
  104. p. 25, line 23All I mark as my own you shall offset it with your own,
  105. p. 25, line 28Whimpering and truckling fold with powders for invalids . . . . conformity goes to the fourth-removed,
  106. p. 26, line 2And counselled with doctors and calculated close and found no sweeter fat than sticks to my own bones.
  107. p. 26, line 10I know I shall not pass like a child's carlacue cut with a burnt stick at night.
  108. p. 26, line 20I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait.
  109. p. 26, line 26The pleasures of heaven are with me, and the pains of hell are with me,
  110. p. 27, line 3I am he that walks with the tender and growing night;
  111. p. 27, line 11Earth of the vitreous pour of the full moon just tinged with blue!
  112. p. 27, line 25Dash me with amorous wet . . . . I can repay you.
  113. p. 27, line 30I am integral with you . . . . I too am of one phase and of all phases.
  114. p. 28, line 22Fetch stonecrop and mix it with cedar and branches of lilac;
  115. p. 28, line 25This is the geologist, and this works with the scalpel, and this is a mathematician.
  116. p. 28, line 26Gentlemen I receive you, and attach and clasp hands with you,
  117. p. 29, line 2And beat the gong of revolt, and stop with fugitives and them that plot and conspire.
  118. p. 30, line 18Each moment and whatever happens thrills me with joy.
  119. p. 30, line 31The earth by the sky staid with . . . . the daily close of their junction,
  120. p. 31, line 4With the twirl of my tongue I encompass worlds and volumes of worlds.
  121. p. 31, line 13My knowledge my live parts . . . . it keeping tally with the meaning of things,
  122. p. 31, line 20With the hush of my lips I confound the topmost skeptic.
  123. p. 31, line 28The judge with hands tight to the desk, his shaky lips pronouncing a death-sentence,
  124. p. 32, line 1The ring of alarm-bells . . . . the cry of fire . . . . the whirr of swift-streaking engines and hose-carts with premonitory tinkles and colored lights,
  125. p. 32, line 4They go to guard some corpse . . . . the flag-tops are draped with black muslin.
  126. p. 32, line 14It sails me . . . . I dab with bare feet . . . . they are licked by the indolent waves,
  127. p. 32, line 24I merely stir, press, feel with my fingers, and am happy,
  128. p. 32, line 35Deluding my confusion with the calm of the sunlight and pasture fields,
  129. p. 33, line 2They bribed to swap off with touch, and go and graze at the edges of me,
  130. p. 34, line 6And the cow crunching with depressed head surpasses any statue,
  131. p. 34, line 10And am stucco'd with quadrupeds and birds all over,
  132. p. 34, line 18In vain the buzzard houses herself with the sky,
  133. p. 34, line 23I think I could turn and live awhile with the animals . . . . they are so placid and self-contained,
  134. p. 34, line 28Not one is dissatisfied . . . . not one is demented with the mania of owning things,
  135. p. 34, line 36Gathering and showing more always and with velocity,
  136. p. 35, line 4Choosing to go with him on brotherly terms.
  137. p. 35, line 9His nostrils dilate . . . . my heels embrace him . . . . his well built limbs tremble with pleasure . . . . we speed around and return.
  138. p. 35, line 17I am afoot with my vision.
  139. p. 35, line 18By the city's quadrangular houses . . . . in log-huts, or camping with lumbermen,
  140. p. 35, line 26Where the black bear is searching for roots or honey . . . . where the beaver pats the mud with his paddle-tail;
  141. p. 35, line 28Over the sharp-peaked farmhouse with its scalloped scum and slender shoots from the gutters;
  142. p. 36, line 2Over the white and brown buckwheat, a hummer and a buzzer there with the rest,
  143. p. 36, line 10Where cattle stand and shake away flies with the tremulous shuddering of their hides,
  144. p. 36, line 13Wherever the human heart beats with terrible throes out of its ribs;
  145. p. 36, line 16Where the she-whale swims with her calves and never forsakes them,
  146. p. 36, line 26At he-festivals with blackguard jibes and ironical license and bull-dances and drinking and laughter,
  147. p. 36, line 33Where the heifers browse, and the geese nip their food with short jerks;
  148. p. 37, line 6Where the band-necked partridges roost in a ring on the ground with their heads out;
  149. p. 37, line 12Through patches of citrons and cucumbers with silver-wired leaves,
  150. p. 37, line 15Pleased with the native and pleased with the foreign . . . . pleased with the new and old,
  151. p. 37, line 16Pleased with women, the homely as well as the handsome,
  152. p. 37, line 17Pleased with the quakeress as she puts off her bonnet and talks melodiously,
  153. p. 37, line 18Pleased with the primitive tunes of the choir of the whitewashed church,
  154. p. 37, line 19Pleased with the earnest words of the sweating Methodist preacher, or any preacher . . . . looking seriously at the camp-meeting;
  155. p. 37, line 21Wandering the same afternoon with my face turned up to the clouds;
  156. p. 37, line 23Coming home with the bearded and dark-cheeked bush-boy . . . . riding behind him at the drape of the day;
  157. p. 37, line 26By the coffined corpse when all is still, examining with a candle;
  158. p. 37, line 28Hurrying with the modern crowd, as eager and fickle as any,
  159. p. 37, line 31Walking the old hills of Judea with the beautiful gentle god by my side;
  160. p. 38, line 1Speeding with tailed meteors . . . . throwing fire-balls like the rest,
  161. 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.
  162. p. 38, line 20We pass the colossal outposts of the encampments . . . . we pass with still feet and caution;
  163. p. 38, line 23I turn the bridegroom out of bed and stay with the bride myself,
  164. p. 39, line 10The mother condemned for a witch and burnt with dry wood, and her children gazing on;
  165. p. 39, line 11The hounded slave that flags in the race and leans by the fence, blowing and covered with sweat,
  166. p. 39, line 17I clutch the rails of the fence . . . . my gore dribs thinned with the ooze of my skin,
  167. p. 39, line 20They taunt my dizzy ears . . . . they beat me violently over the head with their whip-stocks.
  168. p. 39, line 24I am the mashed fireman with breastbone broken . . . . tumbling walls buried me in their debris,
  169. p. 39, line 31The kneeling crowd fades with the light of the torches.
  170. p. 40, line 12Again gurgles the mouth of my dying general . . . . he furiously waves with his hand,
  171. p. 40, line 18Retreating they had formed in a hollow square with their baggage for breastworks,
  172. p. 40, line 23Matchless with a horse, a rifle, a song, a supper or a courtship,
  173. p. 41, line 3These were dispatched with bayonets or battered with the blunts of muskets;
  174. p. 41, line 5The three were all torn, and covered with the boy's blood.
  175. p. 41, line 14We closed with him . . . . the yards entangled . . . . the cannon touched,
  176. p. 41, line 15My captain lashed fast with his own hands.
  177. p. 41, line 27Two well-served with grape and canister silenced his musketry and cleared his decks.
  178. p. 42, line 15The dead face of an old salt with long white hair and carefully curled whiskers,
  179. p. 43, line 7I am less the jolly one there, and more the silent one with sweat on my twitching lips.
  180. p. 43, line 13I rise extatic through all, and sweep with the true gravitation,
  181. p. 43, line 20That I could look with a separate look on my own crucifixion and bloody crowning!
  182. p. 43, line 24I troop forth replenished with supreme power, one of an average unending procession,
  183. p. 44, line 5And are aware how I am with you no more than I am with everybody.
  184. p. 44, line 11They desire he should like them and touch them and speak to them and stay with them.
  185. p. 44, line 15They are wafted with the odor of his body or breath . . . . they fly out of the glance of his eyes.
  186. p. 45, line 10I seize the descending man . . . . I raise him with resistless will.
  187. p. 45, line 13I dilate you with tremendous breath . . . . I buoy you up;
  188. p. 45, line 14Every room of the house do I fill with am armed force . . . . lovers of me, bafflers of graves:
  189. p. 45, line 31With Odin, and the hideous-faced Mexitli, and all idols and images,
  190. p. 46, line 4Putting higher claims for him there with his rolled-up sleeves, driving the mallet and chisel;
  191. p. 46, line 9By the mechanic's wife with her babe at her nipple interceding for every person born;
  192. p. 46, line 10Three scythes at harvest whizzing in a row from three lusty angels with shirts bagged out at their waists;
  193. p. 46, line 11The snag-toothed hostler with red hair redeeming sins past and to come,
  194. p. 47, line 9Here and there with dimes on the eyes walking,
  195. p. 47, line 20The weakest and shallowest is deathless with me,
  196. p. 47, line 25And would fetch you whoever you are flush with myself.
  197. p. 48, line 12Making a fetish of the first rock or stump . . . . powowing with sticks in the circle of obis,
  198. p. 48, line 16Walking the teokallis, spotted with gore from the stone and knife—beating the serpent-skin drum;
  199. p. 48, line 29How they contort rapid as lightning, with spasms and spouts of blood!
  200. p. 49, line 10Nor the old man who has lived without purpose, and feels it with bitterness worse than gall,
  201. p. 49, line 13Nor the sacs merely floating with open mouths for food to slip in,
  202. p. 49, line 18What is known I strip away . . . . I launch all men and women forward with me into the unknown.
  203. p. 50, line 2All has been gentle with me . . . . . . I keep no account with lamentation;
  204. p. 50, line 3What have I to do with lamentation?
  205. p. 50, line 22Monstrous sauroids transported it in their mouths and deposited it with care.
  206. p. 50, line 24Now I stand on this spot with my soul.
  207. p. 51, line 2Bussing my body with soft and balsamic busses,
  208. p. 51, line 12He joins with his partners a group of superior circuit,
  209. p. 52, line 21But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in sweet clothes I will certainly kiss you with my goodbye kiss and open the gate for your egress hence.
  210. 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.
  211. p. 53, line 6Preferring scars and faces pitted with smallpox over all latherers and those that keep out of the sun.
  212. 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.
  213. p. 53, line 18No shuttered room or school can commune with me,
  214. p. 53, line 21The woodman that takes his axe and jug with him shall take me with him all day,
  215. p. 53, line 23In vessels that sail my words must sail . . . . I go with fishermen and seamen, and love them,
  216. p. 54, line 2And to glance with an eye or show a bean in its pod confounds the learning of all times,
  217. p. 55, line 23Who has done his day's work and will soonest be through with his supper?
  218. p. 55, line 24Who wishes to walk with me?
  219. p. 57, line 4This is unfinished business with me . . . . how is it with you?
  220. p. 57, line 5I was chilled with the cold types and cylinder and wet paper between us.
  221. p. 57, line 6I pass so poorly with paper and types . . . . I must pass with the contact of bodies and souls.
  222. p. 57, line 15I will be even with you, and you shall be even with me.
  223. p. 58, line 16Iroquois eating the warflesh—fishtearer in his lair of rocks and sand . . . . Esquimaux in the dark cold snowhouse . . . . Chinese with his transverse eyes . . . . Bedowee—or wandering nomad—or tabounschik at the head of his droves,
  224. p. 59, line 23The light and shade—the curious sense of body and identity—the greed that with perfect complaisance devours all things—the endless pride and outstretching of man—unspeakable joys and sorrows,
  225. p. 60, line 13I am this day just as much in love with them as you,
  226. p. 60, line 14But I am eternally in love with you and with all my fellows upon the earth.
  227. p. 61, line 8Does all sit there with you and here with me?
  228. p. 61, line 9The old forever new things . . . . you foolish child! . . . . the closest simplest things —this moment with you,
  229. p. 62, line 3The sloop's tiller . . the pilot's wheel and bell . . the yacht or fish-smack . . the great gay-pennanted three-hundred-foot steamboat under full headway, with her proud fat breasts and her delicate swift-flashing paddles;
  230. p. 66, line 1The living look upon the corpse with their eyesight,
  231. p. 66, line 23Witty, sensitive to a slight, ready with life or death for a friend,
  232. p. 67, line 10Do you enjoy yourself in the city? or engaged in business? or planning a nomination and election? or with your wife and family?
  233. p. 67, line 11Or with your mother and sisters? or in womanly housework? or the beautiful maternal cares?
  234. p. 67, line 18The sky continues beautiful . . . . the pleasure of men with women shall never be sated . . nor the pleasure of women with men . . nor the pleasure from poems;
  235. 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.
  236. p. 68, line 28I shall go with the rest . . . . we have satisfaction:
  237. p. 69, line 7I shall go with the rest,
  238. p. 70, line 5Stepping with light feet . . . . swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping,
  239. p. 70, line 6Bending with open eyes over the shut eyes of sleepers;
  240. p. 70, line 15The married couple sleep calmly in their bed, he with his palm on the hip of the wife, and she with her palm on the hip of the husband,
  241. p. 70, line 18And the mother sleeps with her little child carefully wrapped.
  242. p. 71, line 7I stand with drooping eyes by the worstsuffering and restless,
  243. p. 71, line 12I go from bedside to bedside . . . . I sleep close with the other sleepers, each in turn;
  244. p. 71, line 23And lift their cunning covers and signify me with stretched arms, and resume the way;
  245. p. 71, line 24Onward we move, a gay gang of blackguards with mirthshouting music and wild-flapping pennants of joy.
  246. p. 72, line 3He rises with me silently from the bed.
  247. p. 72, line 15Pier out from the main, let me catch myself with you and stay . . . . I will not chafe you;
  248. 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.
  249. p. 73, line 11The slapping eddies are spotted with his blood . . . . they bear him away . . . . they roll him and swing him and turn him:
  250. p. 73, line 15Confused . . . . a pastreading . . . . another, but with darkness yet.
  251. p. 73, line 19I cannot aid with my wringing fingers;
  252. p. 73, line 21I search with the crowd . . . . not one of the company is washed to us alive;
  253. p. 74, line 2The chief encircles their necks with his arm and kisses them on the cheek,
  254. p. 74, line 5Of when she was a nearly grown girl living home with her parents on the old homestead.
  255. p. 74, line 30I am jealous and overwhelmed with friendliness,
  256. p. 74, line 31And will go gallivant with the light and the air myself,
  257. p. 74, line 32And have an unseen something to be in contact with them also.
  258. p. 75, line 2Autumn and winter are in the dreams . . . . the farmer goes with his thrift,
  259. p. 75, line 6The poor Irishman lives in the simple house of his childhood, with the wellknown neighbors and faces,
  260. p. 75, line 14The actor and actress . . those through with their parts and those waiting to commence,
  261. p. 76, line 16The father holds his grown or ungrown son in his arms with measureless love . . . . and the son holds the father in his arms with measureless love,
  262. p. 76, line 18The breath of the boy goes with the breath of the man . . . . friend is inarmed by friend,
  263. p. 76, line 20The call of the slave is one with the master's call . . and the master salutes the slave,
  264. p. 77, line 4I know not how I came of you, and I know not where I go with you . . . . but I know I came well and shall go well.
  265. p. 77, line 5I will stop only a time with the night . . . . and rise betimes.
  266. p. 77, line 10They will not let me off nor I them till I go with them and respond to them and love them.
  267. p. 78, line 5The swimmer naked in the swimmingbath . . seen as he swims through the salt transparent greenshine, or lies on his back and rolls silently with the heave of the water;
  268. p. 78, line 9The group of laborers seated at noontime with their open dinnerkettles, and their wives waiting,
  269. p. 78, line 18Suchlike I love . . . . I loosen myself and pass freely . . . . and am at the mother's breast with the little child,
  270. p. 78, line 19And swim with the swimmer, and wrestle with wrestlers, and march in line with the firemen, and pause and listen and count.
  271. p. 79, line 1They and his daughters loved him . . . all who saw him loved him . . . they did not love him by allowance . . . they loved him with personal love;
  272. 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,
  273. 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.
  274. p. 79, line 6I have perceived that to be with those I like is enough,
  275. p. 79, line 7To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
  276. p. 79, line 15It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction,
  277. p. 80, line 3The female contains all qualities and tempers them . . . . she is in her place . . . . she moves with perfect balance,
  278. p. 80, line 5As I see my soul reflected in nature . . . . as I see through a mist one with inexpressible completeness and beauty . . . . see the bent head and arms folded over the breast . . . . the female I see,
  279. p. 80, line 20The universe is a procession with measured and beautiful motion.
  280. p. 81, line 17Of him countless immortal lives with countless embodiments and enjoyments.
  281. p. 81, line 23Her daughters or their daughters' daughters . . who knows who shall mate with them?
  282. p. 82, line 1Your mother . . . . is she living? . . . . Have you been much with her? and has she been much with you?
  283. p. 83, line 7I see them and complain not and am content with all.
  284. p. 83, line 8Do you suppose I could be content with all if I thought them their own finale?
  285. p. 83, line 23And this is some murderer's knife with a halfpulled scabbard.
  286. p. 83, line 27Features of my equals, would you trick me with your creased and cadaverous march?
  287. p. 84, line 1Splay and twist as you like . . . . poke with the tangling fores of fishes or rats,
  288. p. 84, line 29Fill me with albescent honey . . . . bend down to me,
  289. p. 84, line 30Rub to me with your chafing beard . . rub to my breast and shoulders.
  290. p. 85, line 12Her grandsons raised the flax, and her granddaughters spun it with the distaff and the wheel.
  291. p. 85, line 16A YOUNG man came to me with a message from his brother,
  292. p. 86, line 7He puts today out of himself with plasticity and love,
  293. p. 86, line 18The person he favors by day or sleeps with at night is blessed.
  294. p. 86, line 25He walks with perfect ease in the capitol,
  295. p. 87, line 5And the laborers perceive he could labor with them and love them;
  296. p. 88, line 9Each comes in state with his train . . . . hangman, priest and tax-gatherer . . . . soldier, lawyer, jailer and sycophant.
  297. p. 88, line 20Cold and motionless as they seem . . live elsewhere with unslaughter'd vitality.
  298. p. 89, line 7How bright shine the foremost with cutlasses,
  299. p. 89, line 18If you blind your eyes with tears you will not see the President's marshal,
  300. p. 89, line 24Is this hour with the living too dead for you?
  301. p. 89, line 29They shall get a grant from the Parliament, and go with a cart to the royal vault,
  302. p. 90, line 3Up with your anchor! shake out your sails! . . . . steer straight toward Boston bay.
  303. p. 90, line 5And fetch home the roarers from Congress, and make another procession and guard it with foot and dragoons.
  304. p. 90, line 14And the first object he looked upon and received with wonder or pity or love or dread, that object he became,
  305. p. 90, line 18And the March-born lambs, and the sow's pink-faint litter, and the mare's foal, and the cow's calf, and the noisy brood of the barnyard or by the mire of the pond-side . . and the fish suspending themselves so curiously below there . . and the beautiful curious liquid . . and the water-plants with their graceful flat heads . . all became part of him.
  306. p. 90, line 20And the appletrees covered with blossoms, and the fruit afterward . . . . and wood-berries . . and the commonest weeds by the road;
  307. p. 91, line 7The mother with mild words . . . . clean her cap and gown . . . . a wholesome odor falling off her person and clothes as she walks by:
  308. p. 93, line 1And that the moon spins round the earth and on with the earth is equally wonderful,
  309. p. 93, line 2And that they balance themselves with the sun and stars is equally wonderful.
  310. p. 93, line 14Great the reformers with their lapses and screams,
  311. p. 93, line 24Do you know that old age may come after you with equal grace and force and fascination?
  312. p. 93, line 26The night follows close, with millions of suns, and sleep and restoring darkness.
  313. p. 93, line 27Wealth with the flush hand and fine clothes and hospitality:
  314. p. 94, line 23It is the mother of the brood that must rule the earth with the new rule,