Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

The lines with “he”

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  1. p. 11, line 7I, habitan of the Alleghanies, treating of him as he is in himself in his own rights,
  2. p. 12, line 5Put in thy chants said he,
  3. p. 17, line 3The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
  4. p. 17, line 4The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
  5. p. 17, line 6The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
  6. p. 22, line 15None has begun to think how divine he himself is, and how certain the future is.
  7. p. 23, line 19Not he with a daily kiss onward from childhood kissing me,
  8. p. 24, line 5And while I paus'd it came to me that what he really sang for was not there only,
  9. p. 33, line 4How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.
  10. p. 36, line 13On a bank lounged the trapper, he was drest mostly in skins, his luxuriant beard and curls protected his neck, he held his bride by the hand,
  11. p. 36, line 18And went where he sat on a log and led him in and assured him,
  12. p. 36, line 23He staid with me a week before he was recuperated and pass'd north,
  13. p. 38, line 2The negro that drives the long dray of the stone-yard, steady and tall he stands pois'd on one leg on the string-piece,
  14. p. 38, line 4His glance is calm and commanding, he tosses the slouch of his hat away from his forehead,
  15. p. 38, line 22Ya-honk he says, and sounds it down to me like an invitation,
  16. p. 39, line 19The pilot seizes the king-pin, he heaves down with a strong arm,
  17. p. 39, line 24The farmer stops by the bars as he walks on a First-day loafe and looks at the oats and rye,
  18. p. 39, line 26(He will never sleep any more as he did in the cot in his mother's bed-room;)
  19. p. 39, line 28He turns his quid of tobacco while his eyes blurr with the manuscript;
  20. p. 41, line 10As the fare-collector goes through the train he gives notice by the jingling of loose change,
  21. p. 45, line 26I am he that walks with the tender and growing night,
  22. p. 46, line 27I am he attesting sympathy,
  23. p. 58, line 4Coming home with the silent and dark-cheek'd bush-boy, (behind me he rides at the drape of the day,)
  24. p. 59, line 18How he knuckled tight and gave not back an inch, and was faith ful of days and faithful of nights,
  25. p. 59, line 20How he follow'd with them and tack'd with them three days and would not give it up,
  26. p. 59, line 21How he saved the drifting company at last,
  27. p. 60, line 10I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person,
  28. p. 61, line 6Again gurgles the mouth of my dying general, he furiously waves with his hand,
  29. p. 61, line 7He gasps through the clot Mind not me—mind—the entrenchments.
  30. p. 62, line 10Our foe was no skulk in his ship I tell you, (said he,)
  31. p. 62, line 12Along the lower'd eve he came horribly raking us.
  32. p. 62, line 26We have not struck, he composedly cries, we have just begun our part of the fighting.
  33. p. 63, line 10He is not hurried, his voice is neither high nor low,
  34. p. 65, line 11The friendly and flowing savage, who is he?
  35. p. 65, line 12Is he waiting for civilization, or past it and mastering it?
  36. p. 65, line 13Is he some Southwesterner rais'd out-doors? is he Kanadian?
  37. p. 65, line 14Is he from the Mississippi country? Iowa, Oregon, California?
  38. p. 65, line 16Wherever he goes men and women accept and desire him,
  39. p. 65, line 17They desire he should like them, touch them, speak to them, stay with them.
  40. p. 66, line 30I am he bringing help for the sick as they pant on their backs,
  41. p. 67, line 24Selling all he possesses, traveling on foot to fee lawyers for his brother and sit by him while he is tried for forgery;
  42. p. 68, line 7Now the performer launches his nerve, he has pass'd his prelude on the reeds within.
  43. p. 69, line 24Helping the llama or brahmin as he trims the lamps of the idols,
  44. p. 69, line 28Accepting the Gospels, accepting him that was crucified, knowing assuredly that he is divine,
  45. p. 73, line 2He joins with his partners a group of superior circuit,
  46. p. 74, line 21He that by me spreads a wider breast than my own proves the width of my own,
  47. p. 74, line 22He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.
  48. p. 75, line 20The young mechanic is closest to me, he knows me well,
  49. p. 76, line 1My face rubs to the hunter's face when he lies down alone in his blanket,
  50. p. 78, line 16The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering.
  51. p. 82, line 3The strong sweet quality he has strikes through the cotton and broadcloth,
  52. p. 82, line 7The swimmer naked in the swimming-bath, seen as he swims through the transparent green-shine, or lies with his face up and rolls silently to and fro in the heave of the water,
  53. p. 83, line 3These I used to go and visit him to see, he was wise also,
  54. p. 83, line 4He was six feet tall, he was over eighty years old, his sons were massive, clean, bearded, tan-faced, handsome,
  55. p. 83, line 7He drank water only, the blood show'd like scarlet through the clear-brown skin of his face,
  56. p. 83, line 8He was a frequent gunner and fisher, he sail'd his boat himself, he had a fine one presented to him by a ship-joiner, he had fowling-pieces presented to him by men that loved him,
  57. p. 83, line 9When he went with his five sons and many grand-sons to hunt or fish, you would pick him out as the most beautiful and vigorous of the gang,
  58. p. 83, line 10You 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.
  59. p. 84, line 19The male is not less the soul nor more, he too is in his place,
  60. p. 84, line 20He too is all qualities, he is action and power,
  61. p. 84, line 25Knowledge becomes him, he likes it always, he brings every thing to the test of himself,
  62. p. 85, line 1Whatever the survey, whatever the sea and the sail he strikes soundings at last only here,
  63. p. 85, line 2(Where else does he strike soundings except here?)
  64. p. 85, line 11Do you suppose you have a right to a good sight, and he or she has no right to a sight?
  65. p. 90, line 8The hairy wild-bee that murmurs and hankers up and down, that gripes the full-grown lady-flower, curves upon her with amorous firm legs, takes his will of her, and holds himself tremulous and tight till he is satisfied;
  66. p. 90, line 12The boy's longings, the glow and pressure as he confides to me what he was dreaming,
  67. p. 93, line 24I AM he that aches with amorous love;
  68. p. 94, line 8He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate, he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done,
  69. p. 97, line 24Who is he that would become my follower?
  70. p. 100, line 11Indicating to each one what he shall have, giving something to each;
  71. p. 101, line 11When he whom I love travels with me or sits a long while holding me by the hand,
  72. p. 101, line 16He ahold of my hand has completely satisfied me.
  73. p. 102, line 15Who pensive away from one he lov'd often lay sleepless and dissatisfied at night,
  74. p. 102, line 16Who knew too well the sick, sick dread lest the one he lov'd might secretly be indifferent to him,
  75. p. 102, line 17Whose happiest days were far away through fields, in woods, on hills, he and another wandering hand in hand, they twain apart from other men,
  76. p. 102, line 18Who oft as he saunter'd the streets curv'd with his arm the shoulder of his friend, while the arm of his friend rested upon him also.
  77. p. 106, line 10You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me as of a dream,)
  78. p. 109, line 3Of a youth who loves me and whom I love, silently approaching and seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand,
  79. p. 123, line 11Whoever accepts me he or she shall be blessed and shall bless me.
  80. p. 124, line 2Here is a man tallied—he realizes here what he has in him,
  81. p. 124, line 5Where is he who tears off the husks for you and me?
  82. p. 124, line 6Where is he that undoes stratagems and envelopes for you and me?
  83. p. 125, line 23He traveling with me needs the best blood, thews, endurance,
  84. p. 125, line 24None may come to the trial till he or she bring courage and health,
  85. p. 128, line 24He going with me must go well arm'd,
  86. p. 128, line 25He going with me goes often with spare diet, poverty, angry enemies, desertions.
  87. p. 132, line 4I am he who knew what it was to be evil,
  88. p. 134, line 23Him they immerse and he immerses them.
  89. p. 135, line 4The best farms, others toiling and planting and he unavoidably reaps,
  90. p. 135, line 5The noblest and costliest cities, others grading and building and he domiciles there,
  91. p. 135, line 8He puts things in their attitudes,
  92. p. 135, line 9He puts to-day out of himself with plasticity and love,
  93. p. 135, line 10He places his own times, reminiscences, parents, brothers and sisters, associations, employment, politics, so that the rest never shame them afterward, nor assume to command them.
  94. p. 135, line 11He is the Answerer,
  95. p. 135, line 12What can be answer'd he answers, and what cannot be answer'd he shows how it cannot be answer'd.
  96. p. 135, line 16He indicates the satisfaction, and indicates them that beat up and down also.
  97. p. 135, line 17Whichever the sex, whatever the season or place, he may go freshly and gently and safely by day or by night,
  98. p. 135, line 18He has the pass-key of hearts, to him the response of the prying of hands on the knobs.
  99. p. 135, line 19His welcome is universal, the flow of beauty is not more welcome or universal than he is,
  100. p. 135, line 20The person he favors by day or sleeps with at night is blessed.
  101. p. 136, line 1He resolves all tongues into his own and bestows it upon men, and any man translates, and any man translates himself also,
  102. p. 136, line 2One part does not counteract another part, he is the joiner, he sees how they join.
  103. p. 136, line 3He says indifferently and alike How are you friend? to the President at his levee,
  104. p. 136, line 4And he says Good-day my brother, to Cudge that hoes in the sugar-field,
  105. p. 136, line 6He walks with perfect ease in the capitol,
  106. p. 136, line 7He walks among the Congress, and one Representative says to another, Here is our equal appearing and new.
  107. p. 136, line 9And the soldiers suppose him to be a soldier, and the sailors that he has follow'd the sea,
  108. p. 136, line 11And the laborers perceive he could labor with them and love them,
  109. p. 136, line 12No matter what the work is, that he is the one to follow it or has follow'd it,
  110. p. 136, line 13No matter what the nation, that he might find his brothers and sisters there.
  111. p. 136, line 14The English believe he comes of their English stock,
  112. p. 136, line 15A Jew to the Jew he seems, a Russ to the Russ, usual and near, removed from none.
  113. p. 136, line 16Whoever he looks at in the traveler's coffee-house claims him,
  114. p. 136, line 20The insulter, the prostitute, the angry person, the beggar, see themselves in the ways of him, he strangely transmutes them,
  115. p. 137, line 6He is the glory and extract thus far of things and of the human race.
  116. p. 140, line 9Children at play, or on his father's lap a young boy fallen asleep, (how his lips move! how he smiles in his sleep!)
  117. p. 140, line 10The scout riding on horseback over the plains west of the Mississippi, he ascends a knoll and sweeps his eyes around;
  118. p. 145, line 16I leap in the lower'd boat, we row toward our prey where he lies,
  119. p. 145, line 23As he rises he spouts blood, I see him swim in circles narrower and narrower, swiftly cutting the water—I see him die,
  120. p. 145, line 24He gives one convulsive leap in the centre of the circle, and then falls flat and still in the bloody foam.
  121. p. 153, line 17When he or she appears materials are overaw'd,
  122. p. 154, line 17He stands mask'd, clothed in red, with huge legs and strong naked arms,
  123. p. 157, line 7The door he enter'd again from a long and scandalous absence, diseas'd, broken down, without innocence, without means.
  124. p. 162, line 23For every man to see to it that he really do something, for every woman too;
  125. p. 168, line 1Here may he hardy, sweet, gigantic grow, here tower proportionate to Nature,
  126. p. 171, line 23The wonder every one sees in every one else he sees, and the wonders that fill each minute of time forever,
  127. p. 178, line 22Whoever you are! you are he or she for whom the earth is solid and liquid,
  128. p. 178, line 23You are he or she for whom the sun and moon hang in the sky,
  129. p. 180, line 21The greatest among them shall be he who best knows you, and encloses all and is faithful to all,
  130. p. 180, line 22He and the rest shall not forget you, they shall perceive that you are not an iota less than they,
  131. p. 186, line 24None but would subordinate you, I only am he who will never consent to subordinate you,
  132. p. 186, line 25I only am he who places over you no master, owner, better, God, beyond what waits intrinsically in yourself,
  133. p. 188, line 1These furies, elements, storms, motions of Nature, throes of apparent dissolution, you are he or she who is master or mistress over them,
  134. p. 193, line 5(For the sake of him I typify, for the common average man's sake, your sake if you are he,)
  135. p. 198, line 12He call'd on his mate,
  136. p. 198, line 13He pour'd forth the meanings which I of all men know.
  137. p. 201, line 27That he sang to me in the moonlight on Paumanok's gray beach,
  138. p. 210, line 23I will whisper it to the Mayor, he shall send a committee to England,
  139. p. 212, line 27He will soon return, his messengers come anon.
  140. p. 214, line 16When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
  141. p. 216, line 18She hers, he his, pursuing.
  142. p. 217, line 5He is lean and sinewy with muscular legs,
  143. p. 217, line 6He is thinly clothed, he leans forward as he runs,
  144. p. 222, line 8Leave not the bridegroom quiet—no happiness must he have now with his bride,
  145. p. 232, line 24By his staff surrounded the General stood in the middle, he held up his unsheath'd sword,
  146. p. 233, line 18I saw how he wrung his hands in anguish.
  147. p. 233, line 24Till we turn'd menacing here, and then he left us.
  148. p. 234, line 18As he stood in his boat and look'd toward the coming sun,
  149. p. 234, line 24And these waters I listlessly daily cross, are these the waters he cross'd,
  150. p. 237, line 21Alas poor boy, he will never be better, (nor may-be needs to be better, that brave and simple soul,)
  151. p. 237, line 22While they stand at home at the door he is dead already,
  152. p. 238, line 26And buried him where he fell.
  153. p. 239, line 11At my feet more distinctly a soldier, a mere lad, in danger of bleeding to death, (he is shot in the abdomen,)
  154. p. 239, line 22But first I bend to the dying lad, his eyes open, a half-smile gives he me,
  155. p. 240, line 15Dead and divine and brother of all, and here again he lies.
  156. p. 240, line 19Mortally wounded he and buried on the retreat, (easily all could I understand,)
  157. p. 241, line 6By deserts parch'd, snows chill'd, rivers wet, perseveres till he reaches his destination,
  158. p. 242, line 25An attendant follows holding a tray, he carries a refuse pail,
  159. p. 243, line 12His eyes are closed, his face is pale, he dares not look on the bloody stump,
  160. p. 247, line 24(Old as he was, his gray eyes yet shone out in battle like stars,)
  161. p. 247, line 26He call'd for volunteers to run the enemy's lines, a desperate emergency,
  162. p. 251, line 2I look where he lies white-faced and still in the coffin—I draw near,
  163. p. 260, line 7And he sang the carol of death, and a verse for him I love.
  164. p. 263, line 8My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
  165. p. 265, line 8I am he who tauntingly compels men, women, nations,
  166. p. 265, line 10I am he who walks the States with a barb'd tongue, questioning every one I meet,
  167. p. 266, line 6And that he shall be fittest for his days.
  168. p. 266, line 26If the Atlantic coast stretch or the Pacific coast stretch, he stretching with them North or South,
  169. p. 267, line 3He likening sides and peaks of mountains, forests coated with northern transparent ice,
  170. p. 269, line 12He bestows on every object or quality its fit proportion, neither more nor less,
  171. p. 269, line 13He is the arbiter of the diverse, he is the key,
  172. p. 269, line 14He is the equalizer of his age and land,
  173. p. 269, line 15He supplies what wants supplying, he checks what wants checking,
  174. p. 269, line 17In war he is the best backer of the war, he fetches artillery as good as the engineer's, he can make every word he speaks draw blood,
  175. p. 269, line 18The years straying toward infidelity he withholds by his steady faith,
  176. p. 269, line 19He is no arguer, he is judgment, (Nature accepts him absolutely,)
  177. p. 269, line 20He judges not as the judge judges but as the sun falling round a helpless thing,
  178. p. 269, line 21As he sees the farthest he has the most faith,
  179. p. 269, line 23In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent,
  180. p. 270, line 1He sees eternity less like a play with a prologue and denouement,
  181. p. 270, line 2He sees eternity in men and women, he does not see men and women as dreams or dots.
  182. p. 270, line 24Are you he who would assume a place to teach or be a poet here in the States?
  183. p. 270, line 27He may well survey, ponder, arm, fortify, harden, make lithe himself,
  184. p. 270, line 28He shall surely be question'd beforehand by me with many and stern questions.
  185. p. 272, line 13(The proof of a poet shall be sternly deferr'd till his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorb'd it.)
  186. p. 272, line 14He masters whose spirit masters, he tastes sweetest who results sweetest in the long run,
  187. p. 272, line 17He or she is greatest who contributes the greatest original practical example.
  188. p. 274, line 11(Talk as you like, he only suits these States whose manners favor the audacity and sublime turbulence of the States.)
  189. p. 282, line 18And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became,
  190. p. 283, line 6And the old drunkard staggering home from the outhouse of the tavern whence he had lately risen,
  191. p. 283, line 10And all the changes of city and country wherever he went.
  192. p. 283, line 11His own parents, he that had father'd him and she that had conceiv'd him in her womb and birth'd him,
  193. p. 284, line 19The Lord is not dead, he is risen again young and strong in another country,
  194. p. 287, line 18And he going with me leaves peace and routine behind him,
  195. p. 287, line 21The infidel triumphs, or supposes he triumphs,
  196. p. 289, line 13In exact proportion to what he or she grew from in life, and out of what he or she did, felt, became, loved, sinn'd, in life.
  197. p. 291, line 22That he who never peril'd his life, but retains it to old age in riches and ease, has probably achiev'd nothing for himself worth mentioning,
  198. p. 294, line 6The robin where he hops, bright-eyed, brown-breasted,
  199. p. 301, line 28Bending over he carefully holds it to the stone, by foot and knee,
  200. p. 301, line 29With measur'd tread he turns rapidly, as he presses with light but firm hand,
  201. p. 303, line 8First the man is shaped in the woman, he can then be shaped in himself.
  202. p. 307, line 11He will take the wildest steer in the world and break him and tame him,
  203. p. 307, line 12He will go fearless without any whip where the young bullock chafes up and down the yard,
  204. p. 307, line 15See you! on the farms hereabout a hundred oxen young and old, and he is the man who has tamed them,
  205. p. 307, line 23What yearning expression! how uneasy they are when he moves away from them;
  206. p. 307, line 24Now I marvel what it can be he appears to them, (books, politics, poems, depart—all else departs,)
  207. p. 310, line 6With finger rais'd he points to the prodigal pictures.
  208. p. 319, line 6(He shall indeed pass the straits and conquer the mountains,
  209. p. 319, line 7He shall double the cape of Good Hope to some purpose,)
  210. p. 325, line 22The 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,
  211. p. 326, line 3The murderer that is to be hung next day, how does he sleep?
  212. p. 326, line 4And the murder'd person, how does he sleep?
  213. p. 326, line 30He who has been famous and he who shall be famous after to-day,
  214. p. 327, line 4Receive me and my lover too, he will not let me go without him.
  215. p. 327, line 6He whom I call answers me and takes the place of my lover,
  216. p. 327, line 7He rises with me silently from the bed.
  217. p. 327, line 9I feel the hot moisture yet that he left me.
  218. p. 327, line 13I thought my lover had gone, else darkness and he are one,
  219. p. 327, line 24Whoever is not in his coffin and the dark grave let him know he has enough.)
  220. p. 328, line 2His brown hair lies close and even to his head, he strikes out with courageous arms, he urges himself with his legs,
  221. p. 328, line 7Steady and long he struggles,
  222. p. 328, line 8He is baffled, bang'd, bruis'd, he holds out while his strength holds out,
  223. p. 328, line 22Washington stands inside the lines, he stands on the intrench'd hills amid a crowd of officers,
  224. p. 329, line 1His face is cold and damp, he cannot repress the weeping drops,
  225. p. 329, line 2He lifts the glass perpetually to his eyes, the color is blanch'd from his cheeks,
  226. p. 329, line 3He sees the slaughter of the southern braves confided to him by their parents.
  227. p. 329, line 5He stands in the room of the old tavern, the well-belov'd soldiers all pass through,
  228. p. 329, line 8He kisses lightly the wet cheeks one after another, he shakes hands and bids good-by to the army.
  229. p. 330, line 11They warmly welcome him, he is barefoot again, he forgets he is well off,
  230. p. 330, line 24The consumptive, the erysipalite, the idiot, he that is wrong'd,
  231. p. 334, line 6He that was President was buried, and he that is now President shall surely be buried.
  232. p. 334, line 18He is decently put away—is there any thing more?
  233. p. 334, line 19He was a good fellow, free-mouth'd, quick-temper'd, not bad-looking,
  234. p. 335, line 1To think that these are so much and so nigh to other drivers, and he there takes no interest in them.
  235. p. 336, line 7The guest that was coming, he waited long, he is now housed,
  236. p. 336, line 8He is one of those who are beautiful and happy, he is one of those that to look upon and be with is enough.
  237. p. 340, line 21OF him I love day and night I dream'd I heard he was dead,
  238. p. 340, line 22And I dream'd I went where they had buried him I love, but he was not in that place,
  239. p. 354, line 4The man falls struggling and foaming to the ground, while he speculates well.
  240. p. 371, line 1Lo, how he urges and urges, leaving the masses no rest!
  241. p. 371, line 2His daring foot is on land and sea everywhere, he colonizes the Pacific, the archipelagoes,
  242. p. 371, line 4With these and the world-spreading factories he interlinks all geography, all lands;
  243. p. 395, line 2Old Salt Kossabone, I'll tell you how he died:
  244. p. 395, line 8Watching the coming, going of the vessels, he mutters to himself—And now the close of all:
  245. p. 395, line 11And swiftly bending round the cape, the darkness proudly entering, cleaving, as he watches,
  246. p. 395, line 12"She's free—she's on her destination "—these the last words—when Jenny came, he sat there dead,
  247. p. 401, line 2He shipp'd as green-hand boy, and sail'd away, (took some sudden, vehement notion;)
  248. p. 401, line 4While he the globe was circling round and round,—and now returns:
  249. p. 401, line 6(Yes, he comes back to lay in port for good—to settle—has a well-fill'd purse—no spot will do but this;)
  250. p. 404, line 16E'en at the exit-door turning—charges superfluous calling back—e'en as he descends the steps,
  251. p. 411, line 30ANOTHER NOTE.—" He went out with the tide and the sunset," was a […]
  252. p. 416, line 17Out spake pleased Nature (the round impassive globe, with all its shows of day and night,) saying, He is mine;
  253. p. 416, line 18But out spake too the Soul of man, proud, jealous and unreconciled, Nay, he is mine alone;
  254. p. 416, line 21Which he will never release until he reconciles the two,
  255. p. 417, line 2He slowly rais'd himself from the bed on the floor,
  256. p. 431, line 27[…] him,) belongs essentially to the buried past. Only he holds the proud distinction for certain important phases of that […]
  257. p. 434, line 29[…] of any given poet is always the spirit he brings to the observation of Humanity and Nature—the mood […]
  258. p. 434, line 31[…] Humanity and Nature—the mood out of which he contemplates his subjects. What kind of temper and what amount […]
  259. p. 438, line 2[…] to the criticisms of his suite of students, he said to the latter, in answer to their questions (as […]