Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

The lines with “me”

me 1,015 Back to M

  1. p. 9, line 11A Phantom arose before me with distrustful aspect,
  2. p. 9, line 14As to me directing like flame its eyes,
  3. p. 10, line 27Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the boundless blue from me to every sea,
  4. p. 14, line 25BEGINNING my studies the first step pleas'd me so much,
  5. p. 14, line 28The first step I say awed me and pleas'd me so much,
  6. p. 16, line 6ME imperturbe, standing at ease in Nature,
  7. p. 16, line 10Me toward the Mexican sea, or in the Mannahatta or the Tennessee, or far north or inland,
  8. p. 16, line 12Me wherever my life is lived, O to be self-balanced for contingencies,
  9. p. 17, line 19SHUT not your doors to me proud libraries,
  10. p. 18, line 2Not to-day is to justify me and answer what I am for,
  11. p. 18, line 4Arouse! for you must justify me.
  12. p. 18, line 10STRANGER, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me?
  13. p. 19, line 22For me an audience interminable.
  14. p. 19, line 27With faces turn'd sideways or backward towards me to listen,
  15. p. 19, line 28With eyes retrospective towards me.
  16. p. 20, line 15Now if eligible O that the great masters might return and study me.
  17. p. 21, line 24I believe these are to found their own ideal of manly love, indicating it in me,
  18. p. 21, line 25I will therefore let flame from me the burning fires that were threatening to consume me,
  19. p. 22, line 7(Or if there is I say it is just as important to you, to the land or to me, as any thing else.)
  20. p. 22, line 10Who knows? they may rise from me yet, and soar above every thing.)
  21. p. 23, line 11For you to share with me two greatnesses, and a third one rising inclusive and more resplendent,
  22. p. 23, line 15Prophetic spirit of materials shifting and flickering around me,
  23. p. 23, line 17Contact daily and hourly that will not release me,
  24. p. 23, line 18These selecting, these in hints demanded of me.
  25. p. 23, line 19Not he with a daily kiss onward from childhood kissing me,
  26. p. 23, line 20Has winded and twisted around me that which holds me to him,
  27. p. 23, line 22After what they have done to me, suggesting themes.
  28. p. 24, line 5And while I paus'd it came to me that what he really sang for was not there only,
  29. p. 24, line 14And your songs outlaw'd offenders, for I scan you with kindred eyes, and carry you with me the same as any.
  30. p. 24, line 19And sexual organs and acts! do you concentrate in me, for I am determin'd to tell you with courageous clear voice to prove you illustrious,
  31. p. 26, line 19O all and each well-loved by me! my intrepid nations! O I at any rate include you all with perfect love!
  32. p. 26, line 28The Louisianian, the Georgian, as near to me, and I as near to him and her,
  33. p. 26, line 29The Mississippian and Arkansian yet with me, and I yet with any of them,
  34. p. 27, line 3Yet Kanadian cheerily braving the winter, the snow and ice welcome to me,
  35. p. 27, line 8Enjoining you to acts, characters, spectacles, with me.
  36. p. 27, line 9With me with firm holding, yet haste, haste on.
  37. p. 27, line 10For your life adhere to me,
  38. p. 28, line 7You oceans that have been calm within me! how I feel you, fathomless, stirring, preparing unprecedented waves and storms.
  39. p. 28, line 19See, lounging through the shops and fields of the States, me well-belov'd, close-held by day and night,
  40. p. 28, line 21O camerado close! O you and me at last, and us two only.
  41. p. 29, line 5O to haste firm holding—to haste, haste on with me.
  42. p. 29, line 8For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
  43. p. 29, line 21The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it.
  44. p. 29, line 25I am mad for it to be in contact with me.
  45. p. 30, line 9The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun.
  46. p. 30, line 13Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,
  47. p. 30, line 16You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,
  48. p. 31, line 12Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty and clean,
  49. p. 31, line 16Leaving me baskets cover'd with white towels swelling the house with their plenty,
  50. p. 31, line 19And forthwith cipher and show me to a cent,
  51. p. 31, line 21Trippers and askers surround me,
  52. p. 31, line 22People I meet, the effect upon me of my early life or the ward and city I live in, or the nation,
  53. p. 32, line 5These come to me days and nights and go from me again,
  54. p. 32, line 6But they are not the Me myself.
  55. p. 32, line 16Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat,
  56. p. 32, line 20How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me,
  57. p. 32, line 23Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth,
  58. p. 33, line 3A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;
  59. p. 33, line 14And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.
  60. p. 34, line 18Every kind for itself and its own, for me mine male and female,
  61. p. 34, line 19For me those that have been boys and that love women,
  62. p. 34, line 20For me the man that is proud and feels how it stings to be slighted,
  63. p. 34, line 21For me the sweet-heart and the old maid, for me mothers and the mothers of mothers,
  64. p. 34, line 22For me lips that have smiled, eyes that have shed tears,
  65. p. 34, line 23For me children and the begetters of children.
  66. p. 34, line 24Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded,
  67. p. 36, line 8The boatmen and clam-diggers arose early and stopt for me,
  68. p. 36, line 23He staid with me a week before he was recuperated and pass'd north,
  69. p. 36, line 24I had him sit next me at table, my fire-lock lean'd in the corner.
  70. p. 38, line 8In me the caresser of life wherever moving, backward as well as forward sluing,
  71. p. 38, line 12It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.
  72. p. 38, line 16And acknowledge red, yellow, white, playing within me,
  73. p. 38, line 19And the jay in the woods never studied the gamut, yet trills pretty well to me,
  74. p. 38, line 20And the look of the bay mare shames silliness out of me.
  75. p. 38, line 22Ya-honk he says, and sounds it down to me like an invitation,
  76. p. 39, line 11What is commonest, cheapest, nearest, easiest, is Me,
  77. p. 39, line 12Me going in for my chances, spending for vast returns,
  78. p. 39, line 13Adorning myself to bestow myself on the first that will take me,
  79. p. 41, line 25And these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them,
  80. p. 42, line 23Breathe the air but leave plenty after me,
  81. p. 43, line 1These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me,
  82. p. 44, line 12Else it were time lost listening to me.
  83. p. 44, line 23To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow,
  84. p. 44, line 24All are written to me, and I must get what the writing means.
  85. p. 45, line 9One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself,
  86. p. 45, line 16The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
  87. p. 46, line 12Prodigal, you have given me love—therefore I to you give love!
  88. p. 46, line 16I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me,
  89. p. 46, line 17We must have a turn together, I undress, hurry me out of sight of the land,
  90. p. 46, line 18Cushion me soft, rock me in billowy drowse,
  91. p. 46, line 19Dash me with amorous wet, I can repay you.
  92. p. 46, line 31Evil propels me and reform of evil propels me, I stand indifferent,
  93. p. 47, line 8This minute that comes to me over the past decillions,
  94. p. 47, line 15Here or henceforward it is all the same to me, I accept Time absolutely.
  95. p. 48, line 11Whoever degrades another degrades me,
  96. p. 48, line 12And whatever is done or said returns at last to me.
  97. p. 48, line 13Through me the afflatus surging and surging, through me the current and index.
  98. p. 48, line 16Through me many long dumb voices,
  99. p. 48, line 24Through me forbidden voices,
  100. p. 48, line 26Voices indecent by me clarified and transfigur'd.
  101. p. 48, line 29Copulation is no more rank to me than death is.
  102. p. 49, line 2Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.
  103. p. 49, line 7Translucent mould of me it shall be you!
  104. p. 49, line 10Whatever goes to the tilth of me it shall be you!
  105. p. 49, line 20Winds whose soft-tickling genitals rub against me it shall be you!
  106. p. 49, line 23I dote on myself, there is that lot of me and all so luscious,
  107. p. 49, line 24Each moment and whatever happens thrills me with joy,
  108. p. 49, line 28A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
  109. p. 50, line 8Dazzling and tremendous how quick the sun-rise would kill me,
  110. p. 50, line 9If I could not now and always send sun-rise out of me.
  111. p. 50, line 15It provokes me forever, it says sarcastically,
  112. p. 50, line 23Happiness, (which whoever hears me let him or her set out in search of this day.)
  113. p. 50, line 24My final merit I refuse you, I refuse putting from me what I really am,
  114. p. 50, line 25Encompass worlds, but never try to encompass me,
  115. p. 50, line 27Writing and talk do not prove me,
  116. p. 51, line 19Ah this indeed is music—this suits me.
  117. p. 51, line 20A tenor large and fresh as the creation fills me,
  118. p. 51, line 21The orbic flex of his mouth is pouring and filling me full.
  119. p. 51, line 23The orchestra whirls me wider than Uranus flies,
  120. p. 51, line 24It wrenches such ardors from me I did not know I possess'd them,
  121. p. 51, line 25It sails me, I dab with bare feet, they are lick'd by the indolent waves,
  122. p. 52, line 8I have instant conductors all over me whether I pass or stop,
  123. p. 52, line 9They seize every object and lead it harmlessly through me.
  124. p. 52, line 12Is this then a touch? quivering me to a new identity,
  125. p. 52, line 14Treacherous tip of me reaching and crowding to help them,
  126. p. 52, line 18Behaving licentious toward me, taking no denial,
  127. p. 52, line 19Depriving me of my best as for a purpose,
  128. p. 52, line 20Unbuttoning my clothes, holding me by the bare waist,
  129. p. 52, line 23They bribed to swap off with touch and go and graze at the edges of me,
  130. p. 52, line 26Then all uniting to stand on a headland and worry me.
  131. p. 52, line 27The sentries desert every other part of me,
  132. p. 52, line 28They have left me helpless to a red marauder,
  133. p. 52, line 29They all come to the headland to witness and assist against me.
  134. p. 53, line 1I went myself first to the headland, my own hands carried me there.
  135. p. 53, line 3Unclench your floodgates, you are too much for me.
  136. p. 53, line 5Did it make you ache so, leaving me?
  137. p. 53, line 13The insignificant is as big to me as any,
  138. p. 53, line 19A minute and a drop of me settle my brain,
  139. p. 54, line 8And have distanced what is behind me for good reasons,
  140. p. 54, line 24They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God,
  141. p. 54, line 28So they show their relations to me and I accept them,
  142. p. 54, line 29They bring me tokens of myself, they evince them plainly in their possession.
  143. p. 55, line 19My ties and ballasts leave me, my elbows rest in sea-gaps,
  144. p. 58, line 4Coming home with the silent and dark-cheek'd bush-boy, (behind me he rides at the drape of the day,)
  145. p. 58, line 11Solitary at midnight in my back yard, my thoughts gone from me a long while,
  146. p. 58, line 25No guard can shut me off, no law prevent me.
  147. p. 58, line 27My messengers continually cruise away or bring their returns to me.
  148. p. 59, line 4The enormous masses of ice pass me and I pass them, the scenery is plain in all directions,
  149. p. 60, line 4Hell and despair are upon me, crack and again crack the marksmen,
  150. p. 60, line 8Taunt my dizzy ears and beat me violently over the head with whip-stocks.
  151. p. 60, line 11My hurts turn livid upon me as I lean on a cane and observe.
  152. p. 60, line 13Tumbling walls buried me in their debris,
  153. p. 60, line 16They have clear'd the beams away, they tenderly lift me forth.
  154. p. 60, line 19White and beautiful are the faces around me, the heads are bared of their fire-caps,
  155. p. 60, line 22They show as the dial or move as the hands of me, I am the clock myself.
  156. p. 61, line 7He gasps through the clot Mind not me—mind—the entrenchments.
  157. p. 62, line 9List to the yarn, as my grandmother's father the sailor told it to me.
  158. p. 64, line 8For me the keepers of convicts shoulder their carbines and keep watch,
  159. p. 64, line 14My face is ash-color'd, my sinews gnarl, away from me people retreat.
  160. p. 64, line 15Askers embody themselves in me and I am embodied in them,
  161. p. 64, line 19Give me a little time beyond my cuff'd head, slumbers, dreams, gaping,
  162. p. 65, line 4Corpses rise, gashes heal, fastenings roll from me.
  163. p. 66, line 1And might tell what it is in me and what it is in you, but cannot,
  164. p. 66, line 10I do not ask who you are, that is not important to me,
  165. p. 66, line 22By God, you shall not go down! hang your whole weight upon me.
  166. p. 66, line 25Lovers of me, bafflers of graves.
  167. p. 67, line 18Lads ahold of fire-engines and hook-and-ladder ropes no less to me than the gods of the antique wars,
  168. p. 67, line 25What was strewn in the amplest strewing the square rod about me, and not filling the square rod then,
  169. p. 67, line 29The day getting ready for me when I shall do as much good as the best, and be as prodigious;
  170. p. 68, line 11Folks are around me, but they are no household of mine.
  171. p. 68, line 25Whatever interests the rest interests me, politics, wars, markets, newspapers, schools,
  172. p. 69, line 2I acknowledge the duplicates of myself, the weakest and shallowest is deathless with me,
  173. p. 69, line 4Every thought that flounders in me the same flounders in them.
  174. p. 70, line 2Ranting and frothing in my insane crisis, or waiting dead-like till my spirit arouses me,
  175. p. 70, line 13The past is the push of you, me, all, precisely the same,
  176. p. 70, line 14And what is yet untried and afterward is for you, me, all, precisely the same.
  177. p. 71, line 5I launch all men and women forward with me into the Unknown.
  178. p. 71, line 14I am sorry for you, they are not murderous or jealous upon me,
  179. p. 71, line 15All has been gentle with me, I keep no account with lamentation,
  180. p. 71, line 21Rise after rise bow the phantoms behind me,
  181. p. 71, line 26Immense have been the preparations for me,
  182. p. 71, line 27Faithful and friendly the arms that have help'd me.
  183. p. 72, line 2For room to me stars kept aside in their own rings,
  184. p. 72, line 3They sent influences to look after what was to hold me.
  185. p. 72, line 4Before I was born out of my mother generations guided me,
  186. p. 72, line 10All forces have been steadily employ'd to complete and delight me,
  187. p. 72, line 14My lovers suffocate me,
  188. p. 72, line 16Jostling me through streets and public halls, coming naked to me at night,
  189. p. 74, line 3If you tire, give me both burdens, and rest the chuff of your hand on my hip,
  190. p. 74, line 4And in due time you shall repay the same service to me,
  191. p. 74, line 9You are also asking me questions and I hear you,
  192. p. 74, line 19To jump off in the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me, shout, and laughingly dash with your hair.
  193. p. 74, line 21He that by me spreads a wider breast than my own proves the width of my own,
  194. p. 75, line 7I teach straying from me, yet who can stray from me?
  195. p. 75, line 14And I swear I will never translate myself at all, only to him or her who privately stays with me in the open air.
  196. p. 75, line 15If you would understand me go to the heights or water-shore,
  197. p. 75, line 18No shutter'd room or school can commune with me,
  198. p. 75, line 20The young mechanic is closest to me, he knows me well,
  199. p. 75, line 21The woodman that takes his axe and jug with him shall take me with him all day,
  200. p. 75, line 25On the night ere the pending battle many seek me, and I do not fail them,
  201. p. 75, line 26On that solemn night (it may be their last) those that know me seek me.
  202. p. 76, line 2The driver thinking of me does not mind the jolt of his wagon,
  203. p. 76, line 3The young mother and old mother comprehend me,
  204. p. 77, line 1And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me.
  205. p. 77, line 6And as to you Corpse I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me,
  206. p. 77, line 21There is that in me—I do not know what it is—but I know it is in me.
  207. p. 77, line 27To it the creation is the friend whose embracing awakes me.
  208. p. 78, line 6Listener up there! what have you to confide to me?
  209. p. 78, line 14Who wishes to walk with me?
  210. p. 78, line 16The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering.
  211. p. 78, line 19The last scud of day holds back for me,
  212. p. 78, line 21It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk.
  213. p. 78, line 25If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.
  214. p. 79, line 4Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
  215. p. 79, line 5Missing me one place search another,
  216. p. 79, line 11The revolving cycles in their wide sweep having brought me again,
  217. p. 79, line 12Amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous,
  218. p. 79, line 16By my side or back of me Eve following,
  219. p. 80, line 2From the hungry gnaw that eats me night and day,
  220. p. 80, line 19I love you, O you entirely possess me,
  221. p. 80, line 22The furious storm through me careering, I passionately trembling.
  222. p. 80, line 23The oath of the inseparableness of two together, of the woman that loves me and whom I love more than my life, that oath swearing,
  223. p. 80, line 25O let me be lost if it must be so!
  224. p. 80, line 29The general commanding me, commanding all, from him permission taking,
  225. p. 81, line 1From the soft sliding of hands over me and thrusting of fingers through my hair and beard,
  226. p. 81, line 3From the close pressure that makes me or any man drunk, fainting with excess,
  227. p. 81, line 10From the one so unwilling to have me leave, and me just as unwilling to leave,
  228. p. 81, line 17The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,
  229. p. 81, line 18They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,
  230. p. 88, line 2The thin red jellies within you or within me, the bones and the marrow in the bones,
  231. p. 88, line 6A WOMAN waits for me, she contains all, nothing is lacking,
  232. p. 88, line 17I will go stay with her who waits for me, and with those women that are warm-blooded and sufficient for me,
  233. p. 88, line 18I see that they understand me and do not deny me,
  234. p. 88, line 19I see that they are worthy of me, I will be the robust husband of those women.
  235. p. 89, line 1I draw you close to me, you women,
  236. p. 89, line 3I am for you, and you are for me, not only for our own sake, but for others' sakes,
  237. p. 89, line 5They refuse to awake at the touch of any man but me.
  238. p. 89, line 11I dare not withdraw till I deposit what has so long accumulated within me.
  239. p. 89, line 14On you I graft the grafts of the best-beloved of me and America,
  240. p. 89, line 21SPONTANEOUS me, Nature,
  241. p. 89, line 27Beautiful dripping fragments, the negligent list of one after another as I happen to call them to me or think of them,
  242. p. 89, line 29The poems of the privacy of the night, and of men like me,
  243. p. 90, line 2(Know once for all, avow'd on purpose, wherever are men like me, are our lusty lurking masculine poems,)
  244. p. 90, line 12The boy's longings, the glow and pressure as he confides to me what he was dreaming,
  245. p. 90, line 14The no-form'd stings that sights, people, objects, sting me with,
  246. p. 90, line 15The hubb'd sting of myself, stinging me as much as it ever can any one,
  247. p. 91, line 1The souse upon me of my lover the sea, as I lie willing and naked,
  248. p. 91, line 5The consequent meanness of me should I skulk or find myself indecent, while birds and animals never once skulk or find themselves indecent,
  249. p. 91, line 8The greed that eats me day and night with hungry gnaw, till I saturate what shall produce boys to fill my place when I am through,
  250. p. 91, line 12ONE hour to madness and joy! O furious! O confine me not!
  251. p. 91, line 13(What is this that frees me so in storms?
  252. p. 91, line 18O to be yielded to you whoever you are, and you to be yielded to me in defiance of the world!
  253. p. 91, line 20O to draw you to me, to plant on you for the first time the lips of a determin'd man.
  254. p. 92, line 7To ascend, to leap to the heavens of the love indicated to me!
  255. p. 92, line 12OUT of the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently to me,
  256. p. 92, line 21But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate us,
  257. p. 93, line 20O HYMEN! O hymenee! why do you tantalize me thus?
  258. p. 93, line 21O why sting me for a swift moment only?
  259. p. 93, line 23Is it because if you continued beyond the swift moment you would soon certainly kill me?
  260. p. 93, line 26So the body of me to all I meet or know.
  261. p. 94, line 1NATIVE moments—when you come upon me—ah you are here now,
  262. p. 94, line 2Give me now libidinous joys only,
  263. p. 94, line 3Give me the drench of my passions, give me life coarse and rank,
  264. p. 94, line 14Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually met there who detain'd me for love of me,
  265. p. 94, line 15Day by day and night by night we were together—all else has long been forgotten by me,
  266. p. 94, line 16I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung to me,
  267. p. 94, line 18Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go,
  268. p. 94, line 19I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous.
  269. p. 95, line 14Behold me where I pass, hear my voice, approach,
  270. p. 95, line 15Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass,
  271. p. 95, line 22Clear to me now standards not yet publish'd, clear to me that my soul,
  272. p. 96, line 2Strong upon me the life that does not exhibit itself, yet contains all the rest,
  273. p. 96, line 12Tomb-leaves, body-leaves growing up above me above death,
  274. p. 96, line 18You are often more bitter than I can bear, you burn and sting me,
  275. p. 96, line 19Yet you are beautiful to me you faint tinged roots, you make me think of death,
  276. p. 97, line 3Emblematic and capricious blades I leave you, now you serve me not,
  277. p. 97, line 8Through me shall the words be said to make death exhilarating,
  278. p. 97, line 9Give me your tone therefore O death, that I may accord with it,
  279. p. 97, line 10Give me yourself, for I see that you belong to me now above all, and are folded inseparably together, you love and death are,
  280. p. 97, line 11Nor will I allow you to balk me any more with what I was calling life,
  281. p. 97, line 12For now it is convey'd to me that you are the purports essential,
  282. p. 97, line 20WHOEVER you are holding me now in hand,
  283. p. 97, line 22I give you fair warning before you attempt me further,
  284. p. 98, line 1Therefore release me now before troubling yourself any further, let go your hand from my shoulders,
  285. p. 98, line 2Put me down and depart on your way.
  286. p. 98, line 12Or if you will, thrusting me beneath your clothing,
  287. p. 98, line 14Carry me when you go forth over land or sea;
  288. p. 98, line 18For these leaves and me you will not understand,
  289. p. 98, line 20Even while you should think you had unquestionably caught me, behold!
  290. p. 98, line 24Nor do those know me best who admire me and vauntingly praise me,
  291. p. 98, line 28Therefore release me and depart on your way.
  292. p. 99, line 10For you these from me, O Democracy, to serve you ma femme!
  293. p. 99, line 21Alone I had thought, yet soon a troop gathers around me,
  294. p. 99, line 25Plucking something for tokens, tossing toward whoever is near me,
  295. p. 100, line 4(O here I last saw him that tenderly loves me, and returns again never to separate from me,
  296. p. 100, line 10Wandering, point to or touch as I pass, or throw them loosely from me,
  297. p. 100, line 23Not in cries, laughter, defiances, thrown from me when alone far in the wilds,
  298. p. 101, line 7(How often they dart out of themselves as if to confound me and mock me!
  299. p. 101, line 9May-be seeming to me what they are (as doubtless they indeed but seem) as from my present point of view, and might prove (as of course they would) nought of what they appear, or nought anyhow, from entirely changed points of view;
  300. p. 101, line 10To me these and the like of these are curiously answer'd by my lovers, my dear friends,
  301. p. 101, line 11When he whom I love travels with me or sits a long while holding me by the hand,
  302. p. 101, line 16He ahold of my hand has completely satisfied me.
  303. p. 102, line 10Come, I will take you down underneath this impassive exterior, I will tell you what to say of me,
  304. p. 102, line 19WHEN I heard at the close of the day how my name had been receiv'd with plaudits in the capitol, still it was not a happy night for me that follow'd,
  305. p. 103, line 5O then each breath tasted sweeter, and all that day my food nourish'd me more, and the beautiful day pass'd well,
  306. p. 103, line 8I heard the hissing rustle of the liquid and sands as directed to me whispering to congratulate me,
  307. p. 103, line 9For the one I love most lay sleeping by me under the same cover in the cool night,
  308. p. 103, line 10In the stillness in the autumn moonbeams his face was inclined toward me,
  309. p. 103, line 12ARE you the new person drawn toward me?
  310. p. 103, line 14Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal?
  311. p. 103, line 15Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover?
  312. p. 103, line 16Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy'd satisfaction?
  313. p. 103, line 18Do you see no further than this façade, this smooth and tolerant manner of me?
  314. p. 104, line 13Not these, O none of these more than the flames of me, consuming, burning for his love whom I love,
  315. p. 104, line 20O drops of me! trickle, slow drops,
  316. p. 104, line 21Candid from me falling, drip, bleeding drops,
  317. p. 105, line 7Not the pageants of you, not your shifting tableaus, your spectacles, repay me,
  318. p. 105, line 11Not those, but as I pass O Manhattan, your frequent and swift flash of eyes offering me love,
  319. p. 105, line 12Offering response to my own—these repay me,
  320. p. 105, line 13Lovers, continual lovers, only repay me.
  321. p. 105, line 16My brown hands and the silent manner of me without charm;
  322. p. 105, line 17Yet comes one a Manhattanese and ever at parting kisses me lightly on the lips with robust love,
  323. p. 105, line 24And its look, rude, unbending, lusty, made me think of myself,
  324. p. 106, line 3It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends,
  325. p. 106, line 5Yet it remains to me a curious token, it makes me think of manly love;
  326. p. 106, line 10You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me as of a dream,)
  327. p. 106, line 13You grew up with me, were a boy with me or a girl with me,
  328. p. 106, line 15You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass, you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,
  329. p. 106, line 20It seems to me there are other men in other lands yearning and thoughtful,
  330. p. 106, line 21It seems to me I can look over and behold them in Germany, Italy, France, Spain,
  331. p. 106, line 23And it seems to me if I could know those men I should become attached to them as I do to men in my own lands,
  332. p. 107, line 1I HEAR it was charged against me that I sought to destroy institutions,
  333. p. 108, line 15HERE the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting,
  334. p. 108, line 17And yet they expose me more than all my other poems.
  335. p. 108, line 20Nor will I be able to leave behind me any wealthy bequest to found a hospital or library,
  336. 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,
  337. p. 109, line 16For an athlete is enamour'd of me, and I of him,
  338. p. 109, line 17But toward him there is something fierce and terrible in me eligible to burst forth,
  339. p. 110, line 3The splendors of the past day? or the splendor of the night that envelops me?
  340. p. 110, line 4Or the vaunted glory and growth of the great city spread around me?—no;
  341. p. 111, line 8I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs,
  342. p. 111, line 10Some are baffled, but that one is not—that one knows me.
  343. p. 111, line 12I meant that you should discover me so by faint indirections,
  344. p. 111, line 16Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing within me.
  345. p. 111, line 19How often I question and doubt whether that is really me;
  346. p. 111, line 21O I never doubt whether that is really me.
  347. p. 112, line 4Now it is you, compact, visible, realizing my poems, seeking me,
  348. p. 112, line 20Within me latitude widens, longitude lengthens,
  349. p. 112, line 24Within me is the longest day, the sun wheels in slanting rings, it does not set for months,
  350. p. 112, line 25Stretch'd in due time within me the midnight sun just rises above the horizon and sinks again,
  351. p. 112, line 26Within me zones, seas, cataracts, forests, volcanoes, groups,
  352. p. 114, line 3I see distant lands, as real and near to the inhabitants of them as my land is to me.
  353. p. 116, line 5I see Hermes, unsuspected, dying, well-belov'd, saying to the people Do not weep for me,
  354. p. 118, line 20You dim-descended, black, divine-soul'd African, large, fine-headed, nobly-form'd, superbly destin'd, on equal terms with me!
  355. p. 119, line 15And you of centuries hence when you listen to me!
  356. p. 119, line 17Health to you! good will to you all, from me and America sent!
  357. p. 120, line 9I have look'd for equals and lovers and found them ready for me in all lands,
  358. p. 120, line 10I think some divine rapport has equalized me with them.
  359. p. 120, line 21To remain after me in sight forever,
  360. p. 120, line 24Healthy, free, the world before me,
  361. p. 120, line 25The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
  362. p. 121, line 10I carry them, men and women, I carry them with me wherever I go,
  363. p. 121, line 11I swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them,
  364. p. 121, line 21None but are accepted, none but shall be dear to me.
  365. p. 121, line 22You air that serves me with breath to speak!
  366. p. 121, line 24You light that wraps me and all things in delicate equable showers!
  367. p. 121, line 26I believe you are latent with unseen existences, you are so dear to me.
  368. p. 122, line 6From all that has touch'd you I believe you have imparted to yourselves, and now would impart the same secretly to me,
  369. p. 122, line 7From the living and the dead you have peopled your impassive surfaces, and the spirits thereof would be evident and amicable with me.
  370. p. 122, line 12O highway I travel, do you say to me Do not leave me?
  371. p. 122, line 13Do you say Venture not—if you leave me you are lost?
  372. p. 122, line 14Do you say I am already prepared, I am well-beaten and undenied, adhere to me?
  373. p. 122, line 16You express me better than I can express myself,
  374. p. 122, line 17You shall be more to me than my poem.
  375. p. 122, line 20I think whatever I shall meet on the road I shall like, and whoever beholds me shall like me,
  376. p. 122, line 26Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.
  377. p. 123, line 5All seems beautiful to me,
  378. p. 123, line 6I can repeat over to men and women You have done such good to me I would do the same to you,
  379. p. 123, line 10Whoever denies me it shall not trouble me,
  380. p. 123, line 11Whoever accepts me he or she shall be blessed and shall bless me.
  381. p. 123, line 12Now if a thousand perfect men were to appear it would not amaze me,
  382. p. 123, line 13Now if a thousand beautiful forms of women appear'd it would not astonish me.
  383. p. 124, line 5Where is he who tears off the husks for you and me?
  384. p. 124, line 6Where is he that undoes stratagems and envelopes for you and me?
  385. p. 124, line 13Why are there men and women that while they are nigh me the sunlight expands my blood?
  386. p. 124, line 14Why when they leave me do my pennants of joy sink flat and lank?
  387. p. 124, line 15Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?
  388. p. 124, line 20What gives me to be free to a woman's and man's good-will? what gives them to be free to mine?
  389. p. 125, line 4Allons! whoever you are come travel with me!
  390. p. 125, line 5Traveling with me you find what never tires.
  391. p. 125, line 23He traveling with me needs the best blood, thews, endurance,
  392. p. 128, line 22Now understand me well—it is provided in the essence of things that from any fruition of success, no matter what, shall come forth something to make a greater struggle necessary.
  393. p. 128, line 24He going with me must go well arm'd,
  394. p. 128, line 25He going with me goes often with spare diet, poverty, angry enemies, desertions.
  395. p. 129, line 8Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me?
  396. p. 129, line 10FLOOD-TIDE below me! I see you face to face!
  397. p. 129, line 12Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes, how curious you are to me!
  398. p. 129, line 13On the ferry-boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross, returning home, are more curious to me than you suppose,
  399. p. 129, line 14And you that shall cross from shore to shore years hence are more to me, and more in my meditations, than you might suppose.
  400. p. 129, line 15The impalpable sustenance of me from all things at all hours of the day,
  401. p. 129, line 19The current rushing so swiftly and swimming with me far away,
  402. p. 129, line 20The others that are to follow me, the ties between me and them,
  403. p. 130, line 24Saw their approach, saw aboard those that were near me,
  404. p. 131, line 8These and all else were to me the same as they are to you,
  405. p. 131, line 10The men and women I saw were all near to me,
  406. p. 131, line 11Others the same—others who look back on me because I look'd forward to them,
  407. p. 131, line 18I too felt the curious abrupt questionings stir within me,
  408. p. 131, line 19In the day among crowds of people sometimes they came upon me,
  409. p. 131, line 20In my walks home late at night or as I lay in my bed they came upon me,
  410. p. 131, line 25The dark threw its patches down upon me also,
  411. p. 132, line 1The best I had done seem'd to me blank and suspicious,
  412. p. 132, line 9The wolf, the snake, the hog, not wanting in me,
  413. p. 132, line 13Was call'd by my nighest name by clear loud voices of young men as they saw me approaching or passing,
  414. p. 132, line 14Felt their arms on my neck as I stood, or the negligent leaning of their flesh against me as I sat,
  415. p. 132, line 21What thought you have of me now, I had as much of you—I laid in my stores in advance,
  416. p. 132, line 23Who was to know what should come home to me?
  417. p. 132, line 25Who knows, for all the distance, but I am as good as looking at you now, for all you cannot see me?
  418. p. 132, line 26Ah, what can ever be more stately and admirable to me than mast-hemm'd Manhattan?
  419. p. 133, line 1What gods can exceed these that clasp me by the hand, and with voices I love call me promptly and loudly by my nighest name as I approach?
  420. p. 133, line 2What is more subtle than this which ties me to the woman or man that looks in my face?
  421. p. 133, line 3Which fuses me into you now, and pours my meaning into you?
  422. p. 133, line 9Gorgeous clouds of the sunset! drench with your splendor me, or the men and women generations after me!
  423. p. 133, line 15Sound out, voices of young men! loudly and musically call me by my nighest name!
  424. p. 133, line 18Consider, you who peruse me, whether I may not in unknown ways be looking upon you;
  425. p. 134, line 3About my body for me, and your body for you, be hung our divinest aromas,
  426. p. 134, line 15To the cities and farms I sing as they spread in the sunshine before me.
  427. p. 134, line 16A young man comes to me bearing a message from his brother,
  428. p. 134, line 18Tell him to send me the signs.
  429. p. 140, line 21Me pleas'd, rambling in lanes and country fields, Paumanok's fields,
  430. p. 141, line 6Evening—me in my room—the setting sun,
  431. p. 141, line 13O lands! all so dear to me—what you are, (whatever it is,) I putting it at random in these songs, become a part of that, whatever it is,
  432. p. 142, line 6Cities, labors, death, animals, products, war, good and evil—these me,
  433. p. 142, line 7These affording, in all their particulars, the old feuillage to me and to America, how can I do less than pass the clew of the union of them, to afford the like to you?
  434. p. 143, line 9The sight of the flames maddens me with pleasure.
  435. p. 144, line 2Behold me well-clothed going gayly or returning in the afternoon, my brood of tough boys accompanying me,
  436. p. 144, line 3My brood of grown and part-grown boys, who love to be with no one else so well as they love to be with me,
  437. p. 144, line 4By day to work with me, and by night to sleep with me.
  438. p. 144, line 15In sight around me the quick veering and darting of fifty skiffs, my companions.
  439. p. 145, line 13I feel the ship's motion under me, I feel the Atlantic breezes fanning me,
  440. p. 145, line 19O swift again far out in the ocean the wounded whale, settling, running to windward, tows me,
  441. p. 145, line 25O the old manhood of me, my noblest joy of all!
  442. p. 146, line 2How clear is my mind—how all people draw nigh to me!
  443. p. 146, line 4What beauty is this that descends upon me and rises out of me?
  444. p. 146, line 10My soul vibrated back to me from them, from sight, hearing, touch, reason, articulation, comparison, memory, and the like,
  445. p. 146, line 13Proved to me this day beyond cavil that it is not my material eyes which finally see,
  446. p. 147, line 22And nothing exterior shall ever take command of me.
  447. p. 147, line 26My real body doubtless left to me for other spheres,
  448. p. 147, line 27My voided body nothing more to me, returning to the purifications, further offices, eternal uses of the earth.
  449. p. 158, line 29Yes, if you will allow me to say so,
  450. p. 166, line 19You untold life of me,
  451. p. 166, line 21Perennial hardy life of me with joys 'mid rain and many a summer sun,
  452. p. 166, line 24(For know I bear the soul befitting me, I too have consciousness, identity,
  453. p. 166, line 26Joys of the life befitting me and brothers mine,
  454. p. 169, line 16Were all educations practical and ornamental well display'd out of me, what would it amount to?
  455. p. 169, line 20A man like me and never the usual terms.
  456. p. 169, line 22I take no sooner a large price than a small price, I will have my own whoever enjoys me,
  457. p. 169, line 23I will be even with you and you shall be even with me.
  458. p. 171, line 2None shall escape me and none shall wish to escape me.
  459. p. 175, line 3In them realities for you and me, in them poems for you and me,
  460. p. 177, line 4I speak not, yet if you hear me not of what avail am I to you?
  461. p. 181, line 2Sing me a song no poet yet has chanted,
  462. p. 181, line 3Sing me the universal.
  463. p. 182, line 29Give me O God to sing that thought,
  464. p. 182, line 30Give me, give him or her I love this quenchless faith,
  465. p. 186, line 12Your true soul and body appear before me,
  466. p. 187, line 13Silence, the desk, the flippant expression, the night, the accustom'd routine, if these conceal you from others or from yourself, they do not conceal you from me,
  467. p. 187, line 14The shaved face, the unsteady eye, the impure complexion, if these balk others they do not balk me,
  468. p. 187, line 20As for me, I give nothing to any one except I give the like carefully to you,
  469. p. 188, line 18O Liberty! O mate for me!
  470. p. 189, line 8It reaches hither, it swells me to joyful madness,
  471. p. 189, line 20Let me have my own way,
  472. p. 190, line 9What about these likes of myself that draw me so close by tender directions and indirections?
  473. p. 190, line 11I charge you forever reject those who would expound me, for I cannot expound myself,
  474. p. 190, line 12I charge that there be no theory or school founded out of me,
  475. p. 190, line 14After me, vista!
  476. p. 191, line 5And you would I sing, fair stripling! welcome to you from me, young prince of England!
  477. p. 192, line 9You and me arrived—America arrived and making this year,
  478. p. 192, line 18As for me, (torn, stormy, amid these vehement days,)
  479. p. 192, line 22Come to me whoever and whatever, till I give you recognition.)
  480. p. 193, line 17When the thunder-cracking guns arouse me with the proud roar I love,
  481. p. 193, line 19When the fire-flashing guns have fully alerted me, and heaven-clouds canopy my city with a delicate thin haze,
  482. p. 195, line 9These and whatever belongs to them palpable show forth to me, and are seiz'd by me,
  483. p. 195, line 16I chant the new empire grander than any before, as in a vision it comes to me,
  484. p. 196, line 20From the memories of the bird that chanted to me,
  485. p. 197, line 7Borne hither, ere all eludes me, hurriedly,
  486. p. 198, line 7I wait and I wait till you blow my mate to me.
  487. p. 198, line 27But my love soothes not me, not me.
  488. p. 199, line 7O moon do not keep her from me any longer.
  489. p. 199, line 9Whichever way I turn, O I think you could give me my mate back again if you only would,
  490. p. 199, line 24Soft! let me just murmur,
  491. p. 199, line 26For somewhere I believe I heard my mate responding to me,
  492. p. 199, line 28But not altogether still, for then she might not come immediately to me.
  493. p. 200, line 12But my mate no more, no more with me!
  494. p. 200, line 29Is it indeed toward your mate you sing? or is it really to me?
  495. p. 200, line 33A thousand warbling echoes have started to life within me, never to die.
  496. p. 201, line 1O you singer solitary, singing by yourself, projecting me,
  497. p. 201, line 2O solitary me listening, never more shall I cease perpetuating you,
  498. p. 201, line 4Never more the cries of unsatisfied love be absent from me,
  499. p. 201, line 5Never again leave me to be the peaceful child I was before what there in the night,
  500. p. 201, line 8The unknown want, the destiny of me.
  501. p. 201, line 9O give me the clew! (it lurks in the night here somewhere,)
  502. p. 201, line 10O if I am to have so much, let me have more!
  503. p. 201, line 18Whisper'd me through the night, and very plainly before daybreak,
  504. p. 201, line 19Lisp'd to me the low and delicious word death,
  505. p. 201, line 22But edging near as privately for me rustling at my feet,
  506. p. 201, line 23Creeping thence steadily up to my ears and laving me softly all over,
  507. p. 201, line 27That he sang to me in the moonlight on Paumanok's gray beach,
  508. p. 201, line 34The sea whisper'd me.
  509. p. 202, line 13Miles walking, the sound of breaking waves the other side of me,
  510. p. 202, line 15These you presented to me you fish-shaped island,
  511. p. 202, line 20As I inhale the impalpable breezes that set in upon me,
  512. p. 202, line 21As the ocean so mysterious rolls toward me closer and closer,
  513. p. 202, line 27Aware now that amid all that blab whose echoes recoil upon me I have not once had the least idea who or what I am,
  514. p. 202, line 28But that before all my arrogant poems the real Me stands yet untouch'd, untold, altogether unreach'd,
  515. p. 202, line 29Withdrawn far, mocking me with mock-congratulatory signs and bows,
  516. p. 203, line 2Nature here in sight of the sea taking advantage of me to dart upon me and sting me,
  517. p. 203, line 6These little shreds indeed standing for you and me and all.
  518. p. 203, line 15I cling to you so that you cannot unloose me,
  519. p. 203, line 16I hold you so firm till you answer me something.
  520. p. 203, line 17Kiss me my father,
  521. p. 203, line 18Touch me with your lips as I touch those I love,
  522. p. 203, line 19Breathe to me while I hold you close the secret of the murmuring I envy.
  523. p. 203, line 22Endlessly cry for your castaways, but fear not, deny not me,
  524. p. 203, line 25I gather for myself and for this phantom looking down where we lead, and following me and mine.
  525. p. 203, line 26Me and mine, loose windrows, little corpses,
  526. p. 206, line 12With these kisses let me remove your tears,
  527. p. 214, line 14When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
  528. p. 215, line 1O ME! O life! of the questions of these recurring,
  529. p. 215, line 5Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
  530. p. 215, line 6Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
  531. p. 215, line 7The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
  532. p. 216, line 4WHAT you give me I cheerfully accept,
  533. p. 217, line 13As I stand aloof and look there is to me something profoundly affecting in large masses of men following the lead of those who do not believe in men.
  534. p. 218, line 10OF Equality—as if it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself—as if it were not indispensable to my own rights that others possess the same.
  535. p. 218, line 12LOCATIONS and times—what is it in me that meets them all, whenever and wherever, and makes me at home?
  536. p. 218, line 13Forms, colors, densities, odors—what is it in me that corresponds with them?
  537. p. 224, line 2To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play with the measureless light.
  538. p. 224, line 3Father what is that in the sky beckoning to me with long finger?
  539. p. 224, line 4And what does it say to me all the while?
  540. p. 224, line 26O now it seems to me it is talking to its children,
  541. p. 224, line 27I hear it—it talks to me—O it is wonderful!
  542. p. 225, line 2What you are saying is sorrowful to me, much it displeases me;
  543. p. 226, line 19They will never to me be any thing, nor do I like money,
  544. p. 226, line 22Child of mine you fill me with anguish,
  545. p. 227, line 18My hearing and tongue are come to me, (a little child taught me,)
  546. p. 228, line 8Out of reach, an idea only, yet furiously fought for, risking bloody death, loved by me,
  547. p. 228, line 15Long for my soul hungering gymnastic I devour'd what the earth gave me,
  548. p. 229, line 5All the menacing might of the globe uprisen around me,
  549. p. 229, line 7'Twas well, O soul—'twas a good preparation you gave me,
  550. p. 229, line 14What, to passions I witness around me to-day? was the sea risen?
  551. p. 229, line 26Crash heavier, heavier yet O storms! you have done me good,
  552. p. 230, line 2One doubt nauseous undulating like a snake, crawl'd on the ground before me,
  553. p. 230, line 3Continually preceding my steps, turning upon me oft, ironically hissing low;
  554. p. 230, line 4The cities I loved so well I abandon'd and left, I sped to the certainties suitable to me,
  555. p. 230, line 22As to you Rebellious, (I seemed to hear her say,) why strive against me, and why seek my life?
  556. p. 230, line 23When you yourself forever provide to defend me?
  557. p. 230, line 24For you provided me Washington—and now these also.
  558. p. 231, line 9Behold me—incarnate me as I have incarnated you!
  559. p. 231, line 10I have rejected nothing you offer'd me—whom you adopted I have adopted,
  560. p. 231, line 15GIVE me your hand old Revolutionary,
  561. p. 231, line 17Up the path you have follow'd me well, spite of your hundred and extra years,
  562. p. 231, line 19Your faculties serve you, and presently I must have them serve me.
  563. p. 232, line 7But suddenly pouring about me here on every side,
  564. p. 233, line 16It sickens me yet, that slaughter!
  565. p. 234, line 17But when my General pass'd me,
  566. p. 235, line 17I SEE before me now a traveling army halting,
  567. p. 236, line 9A procession winding around me, solemn and sweet and slow—but first I note,
  568. p. 236, line 13The shrubs and trees, (as I lift my eyes they seem to be stealthily watching me,)
  569. p. 237, line 14Ah now the single figure to me,
  570. p. 238, line 9Long there and then in vigil I stood, dimly around me the battle-field spreading,
  571. p. 239, line 22But first I bend to the dying lad, his eyes open, a half-smile gives he me,
  572. p. 241, line 2Comes before me the unknown soldier's grave, comes the inscription rude in Virginia's woods,
  573. p. 241, line 9YEAR that trembled and reel'd beneath me!
  574. p. 241, line 10Your summer wind was warm enough, yet the air I breathed froze me,
  575. p. 241, line 11A thick gloom fell through the sunshine and darken'd me,
  576. p. 241, line 17Come tell us old man, as from young men and maidens that love me,
  577. p. 241, line 19But soon my fingers fail'd me, my face droop'd and I resign'd myself,
  578. p. 242, line 6O maidens and young men I love and that love me,
  579. p. 243, line 1One turns to me his appealing eyes—poor boy! I never knew you,
  580. p. 243, line 19While the attendant stands behind aside me holding the tray and pail.
  581. p. 244, line 9GIVE me the splendid silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling,
  582. p. 244, line 10Give me juicy autumnal fruit ripe and red from the orchard,
  583. p. 244, line 11Give me a field where the unmow'd grass grows,
  584. p. 244, line 12Give me an arbor, give me the trellis'd grape,
  585. p. 244, line 13Give me fresh corn and wheat, give me serene-moving animals teaching content,
  586. p. 244, line 14Give me nights perfectly quiet as on high plateaus west of the Mississippi, and I looking up at the stars,
  587. p. 244, line 15Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturb'd,
  588. p. 244, line 16Give me for marriage a sweet-breath'd woman of whom I should never tire,
  589. p. 244, line 17Give me a perfect child, give me away aside from the noise of the world a rural domestic life,
  590. p. 244, line 18Give me to warble spontaneous songs recluse by myself, for my own ears only,
  591. p. 244, line 19Give me solitude, give me Nature, give me again O Nature your primal sanities!
  592. p. 245, line 2Where you hold me enchain'd a certain time refusing to give me up,
  593. p. 245, line 3Yet giving to make me glutted, enrich'd of soul, you give me forever faces;
  594. p. 245, line 10Give me faces and streets—give me these phantoms incessant and endless along the trottoirs!
  595. p. 245, line 11Give me interminable eyes—give me women—give me comrades and lovers by the thousand!
  596. p. 245, line 12Let me see new ones every day—let me hold new ones by the hand every day!
  597. p. 245, line 13Give me such shows—give me the streets of Manhattan!
  598. p. 245, line 14Give me Broadway, with the soldiers marching—give me the sound of the trumpets and drums!
  599. p. 245, line 17Give me the shores and wharves heavy-fringed with black ships!
  600. p. 245, line 18O such for me! O an intense life, full to repletion and varied!
  601. p. 245, line 19The life of the theatre, bar-room, huge hotel, for me!
  602. p. 245, line 20The saloon of the steamer! the crowded excursion for me! the torchlight procession!
  603. p. 245, line 26Manhattan faces and eyes forever for me.
  604. p. 246, line 16Strikes me through and through.
  605. p. 246, line 24And the strong dead-march enwraps me.
  606. p. 246, line 29O strong dead-march you please me!
  607. p. 246, line 30O moon immense with your silvery face you soothe me!
  608. p. 248, line 6There in the room as I wake from sleep this vision presses upon me;
  609. p. 248, line 12All the scenes at the batteries rise in detail before me again,
  610. p. 249, line 9Forth from thy hovel door thou Ethiopia com'st to me,
  611. p. 249, line 11Me master years a hundred since from my parents sunder'd,
  612. p. 249, line 12A little child, they caught me as the savage beast is caught,
  613. p. 249, line 13Then hither me across the sea the cruel slaver brought.
  614. p. 249, line 20NOT youth pertains to me,
  615. p. 249, line 23In the learn'd coterie sitting constrain'd and still, for learning inures not to me,
  616. p. 249, line 24Beauty, knowledge, inure not to me—yet there are two or three things inure to me,
  617. p. 250, line 15When lo! more than all the gifts of the world you gave me.
  618. p. 251, line 20I am more resolute because all have denied me than I could ever have been had all accepted me,
  619. p. 251, line 22And the threat of what is call'd hell is little or nothing to me,
  620. p. 251, line 23And the lure of what is call'd heaven is little or nothing to me;
  621. p. 251, line 24Dear camerado! I confess I have urged you onward with me, and still urge you, without the least idea what is our destination,
  622. p. 252, line 9DID you ask dulcet rhymes from me?
  623. p. 252, line 14The drum-corps' rattle is ever to me sweet music, I love well the martial dirge,
  624. p. 252, line 18For I lull nobody, and you will never understand me.
  625. p. 253, line 7Now as the sound of the drum, hollow and harsh to the last, reverberates round me,
  626. p. 253, line 16Leave me your pulses of rage—bequeath them to me—fill me with currents convulsive,
  627. p. 255, line 4The prairie draws me close, as the father to bosom broad the son,
  628. p. 255, line 5The Northern ice and rain that began me nourish me to the end,
  629. p. 255, line 10Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring,
  630. p. 255, line 16O cruel hands that hold me powerless—O helpless soul of me!
  631. p. 257, line 16As I saw you had something to tell as you bent to me night after night,
  632. p. 257, line 18As we wander'd together the solemn night, (for something I know not what kept me from sleep,)
  633. p. 257, line 27But a moment I linger, for the lustrous star has detain'd me,
  634. p. 257, line 28The star my departing comrade holds and detains me.
  635. p. 259, line 11You only I hear—yet the star holds me, (but will soon depart,)
  636. p. 259, line 12Yet the lilac with mastering odor holds me.
  637. p. 259, line 22Falling upon them all and among them all, enveloping me with the rest,
  638. p. 259, line 25Then with the knowledge of death as walking one side of me,
  639. p. 259, line 26And the thought of death close-walking the other side of me,
  640. p. 260, line 5And the singer so shy to the rest receiv'd me,
  641. p. 260, line 11And the charm of the carol rapt me,
  642. p. 260, line 30From me to thee glad serenades,
  643. p. 264, line 3A Phantom gigantic superb, with stern visage accosted me,
  644. p. 264, line 4Chant me the poem, it said, that comes from the soul of America, chant me the carol of victory,
  645. p. 264, line 6And sing me before you go the song of the throes of Democracy.
  646. p. 265, line 16If you would be freer than all that has been before, come listen to me.
  647. p. 270, line 28He shall surely be question'd beforehand by me with many and stern questions.
  648. p. 271, line 25Will it absorb into me as I absorb food, air, to appear again in my strength, gait, face?
  649. p. 273, line 1Fall behind me States!
  650. p. 273, line 3Give me the pay I have served for,
  651. p. 273, line 4Give me to sing the songs of the great Idea, take all the rest,
  652. p. 273, line 19Have I not through life kept you and yours before me?)
  653. p. 273, line 26I swear nothing is good to me now that ignores individuals,
  654. p. 274, line 13Underneath all to me is myself, to you yourself, (the same monotonous old song.)
  655. p. 274, line 14O I see flashing that this America is only you and me,
  656. p. 274, line 15Its power, weapons, testimony, are you and me,
  657. p. 274, line 16Its crimes, lies, thefts, defections, are you and me,
  658. p. 274, line 17Its Congress is you and me, the officers, capitols, armies, ships, are you and me,
  659. p. 274, line 18Its endless gestations of new States are you and me,
  660. p. 274, line 19The war, (that war so bloody and grim, the war I will henceforth forget), was you and me,
  661. p. 274, line 20Natural and artificial are you and me,
  662. p. 274, line 21Freedom, language, poems, employments, are you and me,
  663. p. 274, line 22Past, present, future, are you and me.
  664. p. 275, line 7I will penetrate what it is in them that is sarcastic upon me,
  665. p. 275, line 8I will make cities and civilizations defer to me,
  666. p. 275, line 26(Mother, bend down, bend close to me your face,
  667. p. 276, line 2While the winds fann'd me and the waves came trooping toward me,
  668. p. 276, line 3I thrill'd with the power's pulsations, and the charm of my theme was upon me,
  669. p. 276, line 4Till the tissues that held me parted their ties upon me.
  670. p. 276, line 6The loftiest bards of past ages strode before me,
  671. p. 276, line 7Strange large men, long unwaked, undisclosed, were disclosed to me.
  672. p. 276, line 8O my rapt verse, my call, mock me not!
  673. p. 278, line 9O earth that hast no voice, confide to me a voice,
  674. p. 279, line 10Sad were the shows around me with deafening noises of hatred and smoke of war;
  675. p. 280, line 4Ah the dead to me mar not, they fit well in Nature,
  676. p. 280, line 10Your memories rising glide silently by me.
  677. p. 281, line 4All till'd and untill'd fields expand before me,
  678. p. 285, line 4Nor stillness so cold, nor running water from faucet, nor odors morbific impress me,
  679. p. 285, line 15SOMETHING startles me where I thought I was safest,
  680. p. 285, line 19I will not touch my flesh to the earth as to other flesh to renew me.
  681. p. 286, line 21That this is no cheat, this transparent green-wash of the sea which is so amorous after me,
  682. p. 286, line 23That it will not endanger me with the fevers that have deposited themselves in it,
  683. p. 286, line 27That the fruits of the apple-orchard and the orange-orchard, that melons, grapes, peaches, plums, will none of them poison me,
  684. p. 287, line 18And he going with me leaves peace and routine behind him,
  685. p. 288, line 13So it is—but now it seems to me, when it cannot be help'd, that defeat is great,
  686. p. 289, line 2Afar they stand, yet near to me they stand,
  687. p. 289, line 14I believe that was not the end of those nations or any person of them, any more than this shall be the end of my nation, or of me;
  688. p. 292, line 26The ruthless body dragg'd me in;
  689. p. 292, line 28The body was too much for me.
  690. p. 293, line 24WARBLE me now for joy of lilac-time, (returning in reminiscence,)
  691. p. 293, line 25Sort me O tongue and lips for Nature's sake, souvenirs of earliest summer,
  692. p. 296, line 11This common curtain of the face contain'd in me for me, in you for you, in each for each,
  693. p. 297, line 17O what is it in me that makes me tremble so at voices?
  694. p. 297, line 18Surely whoever speaks to me in the right voice, him or her I shall follow,
  695. p. 298, line 20Me ruthless and devilish as any, that my wrists are not chain'd with iron, or my ankles with iron?
  696. p. 299, line 2(O admirers, praise not me—compliment not me—you make me wince,
  697. p. 299, line 6Lusts and wickedness are acceptable to me,
  698. p. 299, line 21BE composed—be at ease with me—I am Walt Whitman, liberal and lusty as Nature,
  699. p. 300, line 1My girl I appoint with you an appointment, and I charge you that you make preparation to be worthy to meet me,
  700. p. 300, line 3Till then I salute you with a significant look that you do not forget me.
  701. p. 300, line 15(To me all that those persons have arrived at sinks away from them, except as it results to their bodies and souls,
  702. p. 300, line 16So that often to me they appear gaunt and naked,
  703. p. 300, line 17And often to me each one mocks the others, and mocks himself or herself,
  704. p. 300, line 19And often to me those men and women pass unwittingly the true realities of life, and go toward false realities,
  705. p. 300, line 20And often to me they are alive after what custom has served them, but nothing more,
  706. p. 300, line 21And often to me they are sad, hasty, unwaked sonnambules walking the dusk.)
  707. p. 301, line 2As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,
  708. p. 301, line 9Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,
  709. p. 301, line 15These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
  710. p. 301, line 17To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
  711. p. 301, line 21To me the sea is a continual miracle,
  712. p. 302, line 3The scene and all its belongings, how they seize and affect me,
  713. p. 303, line 10I stand apart to hear—it never tires me.
  714. p. 305, line 3Nor that years will ever stop the existence of me, or any one else.
  715. p. 310, line 24Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless,
  716. p. 310, line 25Entering my lonesome slumber-chamber, why have you seiz'd me?
  717. p. 311, line 12Now airs antique and mediæval fill me,
  718. p. 312, line 9Thou knowest soul how to me all sounds became music,
  719. p. 312, line 20All songs of current lands come sounding round me,
  720. p. 313, line 15The waltz, some delicious measure, lapsing, bathing me in bliss,
  721. p. 314, line 7Now Asia, Africa leave me, Europe seizing inflates me,
  722. p. 314, line 19But now it seems to me sound leads o'er all the rest.)
  723. p. 314, line 22The Creation in billows of godhood laves me.
  724. p. 314, line 23Give me to hold all sounds, (I madly struggling cry,)
  725. p. 314, line 24Fill me with all the voices of the universe,
  726. p. 314, line 25Endow me with their throbbings, Nature's also,
  727. p. 317, line 8I see in glimpses afar or towering immediately above me the great mountains, I see the Wind river and the Wahsatch mountains,
  728. p. 320, line 5The mediæval navigators rise before me,
  729. p. 320, line 31O soul, repressless, I with thee and thou with me,
  730. p. 321, line 5Amid the wafting winds, (thou pressing me to thee, I thee to me, O soul,)
  731. p. 321, line 10O soul thou pleasest me, I thee.
  732. p. 321, line 13O soul thou pleasest me, I thee,
  733. p. 321, line 16Bear me indeed as through the regions infinite,
  734. p. 321, line 17Whose air I breathe, whose ripples hear, lave me all over,
  735. p. 321, line 18Bathe me O God in thee, mounting to thee,
  736. p. 321, line 25(O pensive soul of me—O thirst unsatisfied—waitest not there?
  737. p. 321, line 34But that I, turning, call to thee O soul, thou actual Me,
  738. p. 323, line 6Reckless O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me,
  739. p. 324, line 10A message from the Heavens whispering to me even in sleep,
  740. p. 324, line 11These sped me on.
  741. p. 324, line 12By me and these the work so far accomplish'd,
  742. p. 324, line 13By me earth's elder cloy'd and stifled lands uncloy'd, unloos'd,
  743. p. 324, line 14By me the hemispheres rounded and tied, the unknown to the known.
  744. p. 324, line 29The clouds already closing in upon me,
  745. p. 324, line 35I will cling fast to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet me,
  746. p. 325, line 4Dim ever-shifting guesses of it spread before me,
  747. p. 325, line 6Mocking, perplexing me.
  748. p. 325, line 11And anthems in new tongues I hear saluting me.
  749. p. 326, line 13The earth recedes from me into the night,
  750. p. 326, line 18I am a dance—play up there! the fit is whirling me fast!
  751. p. 326, line 23Only from me can they hide nothing, and would not if they could,
  752. p. 326, line 24I reckon I am their boss and they make me a pet besides,
  753. p. 326, line 25And surround me and lead me and run ahead when I walk,
  754. p. 326, line 26To lift their cunning covers to signify me with stretch'd arms, and resume the way;
  755. p. 327, line 3Double yourself and receive me darkness,
  756. p. 327, line 4Receive me and my lover too, he will not let me go without him.
  757. p. 327, line 6He whom I call answers me and takes the place of my lover,
  758. p. 327, line 7He rises with me silently from the bed.
  759. p. 327, line 9I feel the hot moisture yet that he left me.
  760. p. 327, line 12Be careful darkness! already what was it touch'd me?
  761. p. 327, line 16Perfume and youth course through me and I am their wake.
  762. p. 327, line 23(It seems to me that every thing in the light and air ought to be happy,
  763. p. 328, line 18I can but rush to the surf and let it drench me and freeze upon me.
  764. p. 329, line 9Now what my mother told me one day as we sat at dinner together,
  765. p. 330, line 4O love and summer, you are in the dreams and in me,
  766. p. 338, line 2Walk out with me toward the unknown region,
  767. p. 339, line 5Not Time affects me—I am Time, old, modern as any,
  768. p. 340, line 5Lifted now and always against whoever scorning assumes to rule me,
  769. p. 340, line 10Nor time nor change shall ever change me or my words.
  770. p. 340, line 16Ethereal, pervading all, (for without me what were all? what were God?)
  771. p. 341, line 12Despairing cries float ceaselessly toward me,
  772. p. 341, line 14The sea I am quickly to sail, come tell me,
  773. p. 341, line 15Come tell me where I am speeding, tell me my destination.
  774. p. 341, line 18Whither I go from the bed I recline on, come tell me;
  775. p. 341, line 19Old age, alarm'd, uncertain—a young woman's voice, appealing to me for comfort;
  776. p. 341, line 21AS if a phantom caress'd me,
  777. p. 341, line 23But the one I thought was with me as now I walk by the shore, the one I loved that caress'd me,
  778. p. 341, line 25And those appear that are hateful to me and mock me.
  779. p. 342, line 13QUICKSAND years that whirl me I know not whither,
  780. p. 342, line 14Your schemes, politics, fail, lines give way, substances mock and elude me,
  781. p. 343, line 1THAT music always round me, unceasing, unbeginning, yet long untaught I did not hear,
  782. p. 344, line 2O the burials of me past and present,
  783. p. 344, line 3O me while I stride ahead, material, visible, imperious as ever;
  784. p. 344, line 4O me, what I was for years, now dead, (I lament not, I am content;)
  785. p. 344, line 5O to disengage myself from those corpses of me, which I turn and look at where I cast them,
  786. p. 345, line 6I was thinking this globe enough till there sprang out so noiseless around me myriads of other globes.
  787. p. 345, line 7Now while the great thoughts of space and eternity fill me I will measure myself by them,
  788. p. 345, line 12O I see now that life cannot exhibit all to me, as the day cannot,
  789. p. 346, line 4Let me be wafted.
  790. p. 346, line 5Let me glide noiselessly forth;
  791. p. 352, line 6Hear me illustrious!
  792. p. 352, line 7Thy lover me, for always I have loved thee,
  793. p. 352, line 10(Thou canst not with thy dumbness me deceive,
  794. p. 352, line 21Shed, shed thyself on mine and me, with but a fleeting ray out of thy million millions,
  795. p. 352, line 24Prepare the later afternoon of me myself—prepare my lengthening shadows,
  796. p. 354, line 9Features of my equals would you trick me with your creas'd and cadaverous march?
  797. p. 354, line 10Well, you cannot trick me.
  798. p. 355, line 9Spots or cracks at the windows do not disturb me,
  799. p. 355, line 10Tall and sufficient stand behind and make signs to me,
  800. p. 355, line 14Come here she blushingly cries, Come nigh to me limber-hipp'd man,
  801. p. 355, line 16Fill me with albescent honey, bend down to me,
  802. p. 355, line 17Rub to me with your chafing beard, rub to my breast and shoulders.
  803. p. 356, line 9Now pouring, whirling like a tempest round me,
  804. p. 356, line 15That now ecstatic ghost, close to me bending, thy cornet echoing, pealing,
  805. p. 356, line 21A holy calm descends like dew upon me,
  806. p. 356, line 24Thy song expands my numb'd imbonded spirit, thou freest, launchest me,
  807. p. 357, line 1What charm thy music works! thou makest pass before me,
  808. p. 357, line 13O how the immortal phantoms crowd around me!
  809. p. 358, line 3And now thy sullen notes send darkness through me,
  810. p. 358, line 8Utter defeat upon me weighs—all lost—the foe victorious,
  811. p. 358, line 14Rouse up my slow belief, give me some vision of the future,
  812. p. 358, line 15Give me for once its prophecy and joy.
  813. p. 359, line 24O quick mettle, rich blood, impulse and love! good and evil! O all dear to me!
  814. p. 359, line 25O dear to me my birth-things—all moving things and the trees where I was born—the grains, plants, rivers,
  815. p. 359, line 26Dear to me my own slow sluggish rivers where they flow, distant, over flats of silvery sands or through swamps,
  816. p. 359, line 27Dear to me the Roanoke, the Savannah, the Altamahaw, the Pedee, the Tombigbee, the Santee, the Coosa and the Sabine,
  817. p. 361, line 5Tides swift and ample, well-loved by me, toward sundown,
  818. p. 361, line 18O ME, man of slack faith so long,
  819. p. 364, line 2Ah you foes that in conflict have overcome me,
  820. p. 364, line 10It shall yet march forth o'ermastering, till all lies beneath me,
  821. p. 366, line 15Give me of you O spring, before I close, to put between its pages!
  822. p. 369, line 7Around me I hear that eclat of the world, politics, produce,
  823. p. 370, line 2A dread beyond of I know not what darkens me.
  824. p. 371, line 11Unborn deeds, things soon to be, project their shapes around me,
  825. p. 371, line 13Your dreams O years, how they penetrate through me! (I know not whether I sleep or wake;)
  826. p. 371, line 14The perform'd America and Europe grow dim, retiring in shadow behind me,
  827. p. 371, line 15The unperform'd, more gigantic than ever, advance, advance upon me.
  828. p. 371, line 25And silently gather round me.
  829. p. 372, line 8Admitting around me comrades close unseen by the rest and voiceless,
  830. p. 372, line 15Follow me ever—desert me not while I live.
  831. p. 372, line 22Give me to bathe the memories of all dead soldiers,
  832. p. 372, line 27Give me exhaustless, make me a fountain,
  833. p. 372, line 28That I exhale love from me wherever I go like a moist perennial dew,
  834. p. 374, line 13(O it lurks in me night and day—what is gain after all to savageness and freedom?)
  835. p. 374, line 14SPLENDOR of ended day floating and filling me,
  836. p. 374, line 20Natural life of me faithfully praising things,
  837. p. 375, line 24O strain musical flowing through ages and continents, now reaching me and America!
  838. p. 376, line 16To her, buried and gone, yet buried not, gone not from me,
  839. p. 376, line 20To her, the ideal woman, practical, spiritual, of all of earth, life, love, to me the best,
  840. p. 377, line 17Which holding in trust for me faithfully back again give me many a year hence,
  841. p. 377, line 19In blowing airs from the fields back again give me my darlings, give my immortal heroes,
  842. p. 377, line 20Exhale me them centuries hence, breathe me their breath, let not an atom be lost,
  843. p. 380, line 11TO conclude, I announce what comes after me.
  844. p. 380, line 18Then to me and mine our due fruition.
  845. p. 381, line 13O crowding too close upon me,
  846. p. 381, line 15It appears to me I am dying.
  847. p. 381, line 17Salute me—salute the days once more. Peal the old cry once more.
  848. p. 381, line 26To women certain whispers of myself bequeathing, their affection me more clearly explaining,
  849. p. 382, line 1Afterward a melodious echo, passionately bent for, (death making me really undying,)
  850. p. 382, line 2The best of me then when no longer visible, for toward that I have been incessantly preparing.
  851. p. 382, line 11I spring from the pages into your arms—decease calls me forth.
  852. p. 382, line 12O how your fingers drowse me,
  853. p. 382, line 13Your breath falls around me like dew, your pulse lulls the tympans of my ears,
  854. p. 382, line 19I give it especially to you, do not forget me,
  855. p. 382, line 21I receive now again of my many translations, from my avataras ascending, while others doubtless await me,
  856. p. 382, line 22An unknown sphere more real than I dream'd, more direct, darts awakening rays about me, So long!
  857. p. 384, line 65[…] From Florida, 401 Twilight, 401 You Lingering Sparse Leaves of Me, 402 Not Meagre, Latent Boughs Alone, 402 The Dead Emperor, 402 As the […]
  858. p. 386, line 6Of me myself—the jocund heart yet beating in my breast,
  859. p. 386, line 7The body wreck'd, old, poor and paralyzed—the strange inertia falling pall-like round me,
  860. p. 386, line 24But now from thee to me, caged bird, to feel thy joyous warble,
  861. p. 387, line 5Or haply cut me short for good? Or leave me here as now,
  862. p. 389, line 5Again the trembling, laboring vessel veers me—I press through foam-dash'd rocks that almost touch me,
  863. p. 389, line 14Would you the undulation of one wave, its trick to me transfer,
  864. p. 391, line 10Only by law of you, your swell and ebb, enclosing me the same,
  865. p. 394, line 2I'll mind the lesson, solitary bird—let me too welcome chilling drifts,
  866. p. 395, line 19The perfect singing voice—deepest of all to me the lesson—trial and test of all:)
  867. p. 395, line 20How through those strains distill'd—how the rapt ears, the soul of me, absorbing
  868. p. 396, line 13To me such misty, strange tableaux the syllables calling up;
  869. p. 399, line 2Which, strange to tell, gave me an answer, as here translated:
  870. p. 399, line 7And all that in them without me were seeds only, latent, unborn;
  871. p. 400, line 10"Let me return again to my war-days,
  872. p. 400, line 18Give me my old wild battle-life again!"
  873. p. 402, line 1You lingering sparse leaves of me on winter-nearing boughs,
  874. p. 403, line 15The personal urge and form for me—not merely paper, automatic type and ink,)
  875. p. 407, line 4[…] withhold (in this old age and paralysis of me) such little tags and fringe-dots (maybe specks, stains,) as follow […]
  876. p. 407, line 11[…] theory, now sufficiently illustrated—and full time for me to silently retire?—(indeed amid no loud call or market […]
  877. p. 407, line 30[…] to see correctly—(for my eyes plainly warn me they are dimming, and my brain more and more palpably […]
  878. p. 408, line 12[…] and now. I believe I have it in me perennially anyhow […]
  879. p. 408, line 17[…] late-years palsied old shorn and shell-fish condition of me is the indubitable outcome and growth, now near for 20 years […]
  880. p. 408, line 32[…] finally but a reminiscent memorial from thence by me to you […]
  881. p. 409, line 9Sail out for good, eidólon yacht of me!
  882. p. 410, line 17My parents' deaths, the vagaries of my life, the many tearing passions of me, the war of '63 and '4,
  883. p. 411, line 11It is not yet dead to me, nor even pallid.
  884. p. 413, line 9To me come interpolation sounds not in the show—plainly to me, crowding up the aisle and from the window,
  885. p. 414, line 4Me, old, alone, sick, weak-down, melted-worn with sweat;
  886. p. 414, line 8Thou, messenger-magical strange bringer to body and spirit of me,
  887. p. 414, line 9(Distances balk'd—occult medicines penetrating me from head to foot,)
  888. p. 414, line 14Minister to speak to me, here and now, what word has never told, and cannot tell,
  889. p. 414, line 20Accept for me, thou saidst, the elder ballads,
  890. p. 414, line 21And name for me before thou goest each ancient poet.
  891. p. 416, line 12Each name recall'd by me from out the darkness and death's ashes,
  892. p. 420, line 15Show'd to me just aloft to the right in the sky-edge,
  893. p. 420, line 26I sing of life, yet mind me well of death:
  894. p. 420, line 28Draws sometimes close to me, as face to face.
  895. p. 421, line 11GRAND is the seen, the light, to me—grand are the sky and stars,
  896. p. 421, line 14But grander far the unseen soul of me, comprehending, endowing all those,
  897. p. 422, line 6Now for my last—let me look back a moment;
  898. p. 422, line 7The slower fainter ticking of the clock is in me,
  899. p. 422, line 11Yet let me not be too hasty,
  900. p. 422, line 16May-be it is yourself now really ushering me to the true songs, (who knows?)
  901. p. 426, line 12[…] unwarp'd by any influence outside the soul within me, I have had my say entirely my own way, and […]
  902. p. 428, line 24Let me not dare, here or anywhere, for my own purposes, or […]
  903. p. 429, line 29[…] as in Goethe's case, it sometimes seems to me,) is often, if not always, the first element. One needs […]
  904. p. 429, line 40And whether my friends claim it for me or not, I know well enough, too, that in respect […]
  905. p. 430, line 1[…] done, or could do. But it seem'd to me, as the objects in Nature, the themes of æstheticism, and […]
  906. p. 432, line 20[…] be the garrulity of advancing age is possessing me—some further embryonic facts of "Leaves of Grass," and especially […]
  907. p. 432, line 31[…] and jungles of notes)—has been so to me for fifty years, and remains so to this day […]
  908. p. 433, line 2[…] Testaments, and absorb'd (probably to better advantage for me than in any library or indoor room—it makes such […]
  909. p. 433, line 26[…] work'd the sum out and proved it to me […]
  910. p. 433, line 42[…] national declamatory expression had not been given to me. It is certain, I say, that, although I had made […]
  911. p. 433, line 45[…] of the Secession War, and what it show'd me as by flashes of lightning, with the emotional depths it […]
  912. p. 437, line 42[…] a book, "Annals of Old Painters," conn'd by me in youth. Rubens, the Flemish painter, in one of his […]
  913. p. 438, line 14[…] similar personal record in current literature that satisfied me. But it is not on "Leaves of Grass " distinctively as […]