Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

The lines with “more”

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  1. p. 11, line 19Far, far more stood silently waiting behind, now to advance in this book.)
  2. p. 12, line 6No more the puzzling hour nor day, nor segments, parts, put in,
  3. p. 20, line 24Think nothing can ever be greater, nothing can ever deserve more than it deserves,
  4. p. 22, line 27Any more than such are to religion.
  5. p. 23, line 11For you to share with me two greatnesses, and a third one rising inclusive and more resplendent,
  6. p. 23, line 21Any more than I am held to the heavens and all the spiritual world,
  7. p. 24, line 22And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death,
  8. p. 25, line 16Any more than a man's substance and life or a woman's substance and life return in the body and the soul,
  9. p. 28, line 6These, my voice announcing—I will sleep no more but arise,
  10. p. 29, line 4O hand in hand—O wholesome pleasure—O one more desirer and lover!
  11. p. 30, line 20There was never any more inception than there is now,
  12. p. 30, line 21Nor any more youth or age than there is now,
  13. p. 30, line 22And will never be any more perfection than there is now,
  14. p. 30, line 23Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.
  15. p. 33, line 4How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.
  16. p. 38, line 12It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.
  17. p. 39, line 26(He will never sleep any more as he did in the cot in his mother's bed-room;)
  18. p. 42, line 1And such as it is to be of these more or less I am,
  19. p. 44, line 5Do I astonish more than they?
  20. p. 44, line 20In all people I see myself, none more and not one a barley-corn less,
  21. p. 45, line 25It is a trifle, they will more than arrive there every one, and still pass on.
  22. p. 48, line 2And more the reminders they of life untold, and of freedom and extrication,
  23. p. 48, line 8No more modest than immodest.
  24. p. 48, line 29Copulation is no more rank to me than death is.
  25. p. 49, line 5This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds.
  26. p. 49, line 6If I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of my own body, or any part of it,
  27. p. 49, line 28A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
  28. p. 52, line 6If nothing lay more develop'd the quahaug in its callous shell were enough.
  29. p. 53, line 14(What is less or more than a touch?)
  30. p. 55, line 2Gathering and showing more always and with velocity,
  31. p. 59, line 9The blocks and fallen architecture more than all the living cities of the globe.
  32. p. 62, line 3A youth not seventeen years old seiz'd his assassin till two more came to release him,
  33. p. 63, line 11His eyes give more light to us than our battle-lanterns.
  34. p. 64, line 11(I am less the jolly one there, and more the silent one with sweat on my twitching lips.)
  35. p. 66, line 16(This day I am jetting the stuff of far more arrogant republics.)
  36. p. 66, line 31And for strong upright men I bring yet more needed help.
  37. p. 67, line 11Taking them all for what they are worth and not a cent more,
  38. p. 67, line 15Discovering as much or more in a framer framing a house,
  39. p. 67, line 27Dung and dirt more admirable than was dream'd,
  40. p. 76, line 6I have said that the soul is not more than the body,
  41. p. 76, line 7And I have said that the body is not more than the soul,
  42. p. 76, line 19Nor do I understand who there can be more wonderful than myself.
  43. p. 77, line 26Something it swings on more than the earth I swing on,
  44. p. 78, line 1Perhaps I might tell more. Outlines! I plead for my brothers and sisters.
  45. p. 80, line 1O for you whoever you are your correlative body! O it, more than all else, you delighting!)
  46. p. 80, line 21Two hawks in the air, two fishes swimming in the sea not more lawless than we;)
  47. 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,
  48. p. 82, line 4To see him pass conveys as much as the best poem, perhaps more,
  49. p. 83, line 15I do not ask any more delight, I swim in it as in a sea.
  50. p. 83, line 21I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor, all falls aside but myself and it,
  51. p. 84, line 19The male is not less the soul nor more, he too is in his place,
  52. p. 86, line 18And in man or woman a clean, strong, firm-fibred body, is more beautiful than the most beautiful face.
  53. p. 89, line 8I do not hurt you any more than is necessary for you,
  54. p. 94, line 12I will be more to you than to any of the rest.
  55. p. 96, line 18You are often more bitter than I can bear, you burn and sting me,
  56. p. 97, line 11Nor will I allow you to balk me any more with what I was calling life,
  57. p. 98, line 19They will elude you at first and still more afterward, I will certainly elude you,
  58. p. 98, line 26Nor will my poems do good only, they will do just as much evil, perhaps more,
  59. p. 100, line 30Need I that you exist and show yourself any more than in these songs.
  60. 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,
  61. p. 104, line 13Not these, O none of these more than the flames of me, consuming, burning for his love whom I love,
  62. p. 104, line 14O none more than I hurrying in and out;
  63. p. 104, line 17Any more than my soul is borne through the open air,
  64. p. 108, line 17And yet they expose me more than all my other poems.
  65. p. 111, line 2O bride! O wife! more resistless than I can tell, the thought of you!
  66. p. 121, line 2Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
  67. p. 122, line 17You shall be more to me than my poem.
  68. p. 125, line 9I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.
  69. p. 129, line 6I give you my love more precious than money,
  70. p. 129, line 13On the ferry-boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross, returning home, are more curious to me than you suppose,
  71. 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.
  72. p. 132, line 26Ah, what can ever be more stately and admirable to me than mast-hemm'd Manhattan?
  73. p. 133, line 2What is more subtle than this which ties me to the woman or man that looks in my face?
  74. p. 134, line 5Expand, being than which none else is perhaps more spiritual,
  75. p. 134, line 6Keep your places, objects than which none else is more lasting.
  76. p. 134, line 9Not you any more shall be able to foil us, or withhold yourselves from us,
  77. p. 135, line 19His welcome is universal, the flow of beauty is not more welcome or universal than he is,
  78. p. 136, line 21They are not vile any more, they hardly know themselves they are so grown.
  79. p. 137, line 21The words of the true poems give you more than poems,
  80. p. 138, line 13The seven millions of distinct families and the same number of dwellings—always these, and more, branching forth into numberless branches,
  81. p. 142, line 4Singing the song of These, my ever-united lands—my body no more inevitably united, part to part, and made out of a thousand diverse contributions one identity, any more than my lands are inevitably united and made ONE IDENTITY;
  82. p. 143, line 17To hear the birds sing once more,
  83. p. 143, line 18To ramble about the house and barn and over the fields once more,
  84. p. 143, line 19And through the orchard and along the old lanes once more.
  85. p. 146, line 1I am more than eighty years of age, I am the most venerable mother,
  86. p. 146, line 3What attractions are these beyond any before? what bloom more than the bloom of youth?
  87. p. 147, line 20No fumes, no ennui, no more complaints or scornful criticisms,
  88. p. 147, line 27My voided body nothing more to me, returning to the purifications, further offices, eternal uses of the earth.
  89. p. 147, line 28O to attract by more than attraction!
  90. p. 149, line 7Welcome just as much the other more hard-faced lands,
  91. p. 151, line 30And the future is no more uncertain than the present,
  92. p. 155, line 1They spirt no more the blood of European nobles, they clasp no more the necks of queens.
  93. p. 157, line 9She less guarded than ever, yet more guarded than ever,
  94. p. 158, line 5To obey as well as command, to follow more than to lead,
  95. p. 160, line 15More picturesque than Rhenish castle-keeps,
  96. p. 162, line 4Hence from my shuddering sight to never more return that show of blacken'd, mutilated corpses!
  97. p. 167, line 8Still prouder, more ecstatic rose the chant,
  98. p. 169, line 1But more in you than these, lands of the Western shore,
  99. p. 169, line 6In man of you, more than your mountain peaks or stalwart trees imperial,
  100. p. 169, line 7In woman more, far more, than all your gold or vines, or even vital air.
  101. p. 172, line 19Leaves are not more shed from the trees, or trees from the earth, than they are shed out of you.
  102. p. 173, line 13Can each see signs of the best by a look in the looking-glass? is there nothing greater or more?
  103. p. 175, line 2In that and them the heft of the heaviest—in that and them far more than you estimated, (and far less also,)
  104. p. 176, line 6No, the real words are more delicious than they.
  105. p. 176, line 16The masters know the earth's words and use them more than audible words.
  106. p. 178, line 24For none more than you are the present and the past,
  107. p. 178, line 25For none more than you is immortality.
  108. p. 181, line 8By every life a share or more or less,
  109. p. 192, line 13We are the skald, the oracle, the monk and the knight, we easily include them and more,
  110. p. 194, line 17See my cantabile! these and more are flashing to us from the procession,
  111. p. 194, line 24Vast desolated cities, the gliding present, all of these and more are in the pageant-procession.
  112. p. 197, line 4From the word stronger and more delicious than any,
  113. p. 198, line 16For more than once dimly down to the beach gliding,
  114. p. 200, line 12But my mate no more, no more with me!
  115. p. 200, line 13We two together no more.
  116. p. 200, line 32And already a thousand singers, a thousand songs, clearer, louder and more sorrowful than yours,
  117. p. 201, line 2O solitary me listening, never more shall I cease perpetuating you,
  118. p. 201, line 3Never more shall I escape, never more the reverberations,
  119. p. 201, line 4Never more the cries of unsatisfied love be absent from me,
  120. p. 201, line 10O if I am to have so much, let me have more!
  121. p. 206, line 24Something there is more immortal even than the stars,
  122. p. 211, line 9You have got your revenge, old buster—the crown is come to its own, and more than its own.
  123. p. 213, line 3No more a flashing eye, no more a sonorous voice or springy step,
  124. p. 215, line 3Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
  125. p. 217, line 9The young are beautiful—but the old are more beautiful than the young.
  126. p. 221, line 7Unlimber them! (no more as the past forty years for salutes for courtesies merely,
  127. p. 223, line 18Words no more, for hearken and see,
  128. p. 225, line 24See the Identity formed out of thirty-eight spacious and haughty States, (and many more to come,)
  129. p. 227, line 12No more with tender lip, nor musical labial sound,
  130. p. 227, line 13But out of the night emerging for good, our voice persuasive no more,
  131. p. 229, line 11Something for us is pouring now more than Niagara pouring,
  132. p. 229, line 16Lo! from deeps more unfathomable, something more deadly and savage,
  133. p. 230, line 11Hence I will seek no more the food of the northern solitary wilds,
  134. p. 230, line 12No more the mountains roam or sail the stormy sea.
  135. p. 231, line 12I chant and celebrate all that is yours—yet peace no more,
  136. p. 232, line 29A few days more and they landed, and then the battle.
  137. p. 235, line 7Ah, hills and slopes of Brooklyn! I perceive you are more valuable than your owners supposed;
  138. 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,)
  139. p. 241, line 7More than I have charged myself, heeded or unheeded, to compose a march for these States,
  140. p. 243, line 15But a day or two more, for see the frame all wasted and sinking,
  141. p. 243, line 22These and more I dress with impassive hand, (yet deep in my breast a fire, a burning flame.)
  142. p. 246, line 22And the drums strike more convulsive,
  143. p. 247, line 11More precious to each other than all the riches of the earth.
  144. p. 247, line 27I saw a hundred and more step forth from the ranks, but two or three were selected,
  145. p. 250, line 3(No more credulity's race, abiding-temper'd race,)
  146. p. 250, line 15When lo! more than all the gifts of the world you gave me.
  147. p. 251, line 20I am more resolute because all have denied me than I could ever have been had all accepted me,
  148. p. 253, line 27Your mission is fulfill'd—but I, more warlike,
  149. p. 254, line 8From it and all henceforth expanding, doubting no more, resolute, sweeping the world,
  150. p. 263, line 19No more for him life's stormy conflicts,
  151. p. 263, line 20Nor victory, nor defeat—no more time's dark events,
  152. p. 264, line 2As I mused of these warlike days and of peace return'd, and the dead that return no more,
  153. p. 264, line 5And strike up the marches of Libertad, marches more powerful yet,
  154. p. 264, line 26There can be any number of supremes—one does not countervail another any more than one eyesight countervails another, or one life countervails another.
  155. p. 268, line 4On and on to the grapple with it—Assassin! then your life or ours be the stake, and respite no more.
  156. p. 268, line 8No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce,
  157. p. 269, line 12He bestows on every object or quality its fit proportion, neither more nor less,
  158. p. 272, line 20There will shortly be no more priests, I say their work is done,
  159. p. 279, line 16No more the sad, unnatural shows of war.
  160. p. 283, line 12They gave this child more of themselves than that,
  161. p. 285, line 6That immortal house more than all the rows of dwellings ever built!
  162. p. 285, line 8That little house alone more than them all—poor, desperate house!
  163. p. 288, line 3When there are no more memories of heroes and martyrs,
  164. p. 288, line 24O I know that those men and women were not for nothing, any more than we are for nothing,
  165. 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;
  166. p. 290, line 5The spirit receives from the body just as much as it gives to the body, if not more.
  167. p. 293, line 3Convict no more, nor shame, nor dole!
  168. p. 297, line 13After these and more, it is just possible there comes to a man, a woman, the divine power to speak words;
  169. p. 298, line 22Who am I that I should call you more obscene than myself?
  170. p. 299, line 18And that there is no God any more divine than Yourself?
  171. p. 300, line 7It is no more in the legends than in all else,
  172. p. 300, line 20And often to me they are alive after what custom has served them, but nothing more,
  173. p. 307, line 6In heavenly peace, clearer, more bright than ever,
  174. p. 308, line 13Ah more, infinitely more;
  175. p. 309, line 13Subtler than ever, more harmony, as if born here, related here,
  176. p. 319, line 8Nature and Man shall be disjoin'd and diffused no more,
  177. p. 321, line 11Ah more than any priest O soul we too believe in God,
  178. p. 322, line 16Passage to more than India!
  179. p. 322, line 25Passage to more than India!
  180. p. 323, line 22Till I put forth myself, my prayer, once more to Thee,
  181. p. 323, line 23Breathe, bathe myself once more in Thee, commune with Thee,
  182. p. 323, line 24Report myself once more to Thee.
  183. p. 324, line 21One effort more, my altar this bleak sand;
  184. p. 329, line 17The more she look'd upon her she loved her,
  185. p. 331, line 7The soul is always beautiful, it appears more or it appears less, it comes or it lags behind,
  186. p. 334, line 18He is decently put away—is there any thing more?
  187. p. 336, line 20But there is more account than that, there is strict account of all.
  188. p. 339, line 10Therefore let none expect mercy—have the seasons, gravitation, the appointed days, mercy? no more have I,
  189. p. 342, line 5I do not doubt that the orbs and the systems of orbs play their swift sports through the air on purpose, and that I shall one day be eligible to do as much as they, and more than they,
  190. p. 344, line 13I am more than nurse, more than parent or neighbor,
  191. p. 345, line 10I henceforth no more ignore them than I ignore my own life,
  192. p. 350, line 5But far more in these leaves and chants, thy chants, great Mother!)
  193. p. 353, line 22This face is a haze more chill than the arctic sea,
  194. p. 353, line 25And more of the drug-shelf, laudanum, caoutchouc, or hog's-lard,
  195. p. 355, line 27She looks out from her quaker cap, her face is clearer and more beautiful than the sky.
  196. p. 358, line 17A vigor more than earth's is in thy notes,
  197. p. 360, line 17O longings irrepressible! O I will go back to old Tennessee and never wander more.
  198. p. 363, line 17And who most cautious? for I would be more cautious,
  199. p. 363, line 22And who benevolent? for I would show more benevolence than all the rest,
  200. p. 363, line 24And who possesses a perfect and enamour'd body? for I do not believe any one possesses a more perfect or enamour'd body than mine,
  201. p. 369, line 5Perhaps to engage in time in still more dreadful contests, dangers,
  202. p. 370, line 10Your horizon rises, I see it parting away for more august dramas,
  203. p. 370, line 23Never was average man, his soul, more energetic, more like a God,
  204. p. 371, line 15The unperform'd, more gigantic than ever, advance, advance upon me.
  205. p. 375, line 21(Surely there is something more in each of the trees, some living soul.)
  206. p. 380, line 9To port and hawser's tie no more returning,
  207. p. 381, line 2I announce the Union more and more compact, indissoluble,
  208. p. 381, line 14I foresee too much, it means more than I thought,
  209. p. 381, line 17Salute me—salute the days once more. Peal the old cry once more.
  210. p. 381, line 26To women certain whispers of myself bequeathing, their affection me more clearly explaining,
  211. p. 382, line 3What is there more, that I lag and pause and crouch extended with unshut mouth?
  212. p. 382, line 22An unknown sphere more real than I dream'd, more direct, darts awakening rays about me, So long!
  213. p. 387, line 3Strength, weakness, blindness, more paralysis and heavier?
  214. p. 387, line 8More, more by far to thee than tomb of Alexander,
  215. p. 391, line 4My three-score years of life summ'd up, and more, and past,
  216. p. 391, line 21Yet more than all Rome's wars of old, or modern Napoleon's:) the peaceful choice of all,
  217. p. 397, line 14And thus upon our journey, footing the road, and more than once, and link'd together let us go.)
  218. p. 398, line 20For braver, stronger, more devoted men—(a special laurel ere I go, to life's war's chosen ones,
  219. p. 400, line 4I heard it in my boyhood;)—More than a generation since,
  220. p. 401, line 3Since, twenty years and more have circled round and round,
  221. p. 403, line 13"Thou Mother with thy Equal Brood," and many, many more unspecified,
  222. p. 404, line 12(So hard for his hand to release those hands—no more will they meet,
  223. p. 404, line 13No more for communion of sorrow and joy, of old and young,
  224. p. 404, line 14A far-stretching journey awaits him, to return no more,)
  225. p. 407, line 30[…] warn me they are dimming, and my brain more and more palpably neglects or refuses, month after month, even […]
  226. p. 407, line 31[…] they are dimming, and my brain more and more palpably neglects or refuses, month after month, even slight tasks […]
  227. p. 409, line 6Depart, depart from solid earth—no more returning to these shores,
  228. p. 411, line 43[…] battles, even with all their horrors. I had more than once the same experience on the fields cover'd with […]
  229. p. 412, line 16I DOUBT it not—then more, far more;
  230. p. 415, line 22(More shining than the Cross, more than the Crown,)
  231. p. 420, line 1MORE experiences and sights, stranger, than you'd think for;
  232. p. 421, line 17More evolutionary, vast, puzzling, O my soul!
  233. p. 421, line 18More multiform far—more lasting thou than they.
  234. p. 421, line 26And waiting ever more, forever more behind.
  235. p. 425, line 14[…] gaps of intervals—or some lengthen'd ship-voyage, wherein more than once the last hour had apparently arrived, and we […]
  236. p. 425, line 34[…] of it yet shows mark'd anger and contempt more than anything else—("I find a solid line of enemies […]
  237. p. 426, line 4[…] serious special official buffetings—is all probably no more than I ought to have expected. I had my choice […]
  238. p. 426, line 9[…] vouchsafed to man or cause—doubtless all the more faithful and uncompromising—this little phalanx!—for being so few […]
  239. p. 426, line 15[…] decision, William O'Connor and Dr. Bucke are far more peremptory than I am. Behind all else that can be […]
  240. p. 426, line 23[…] I have positively gain'd a hearing, to far more than make up for any and all other lacks and […]
  241. p. 427, line 1[…] identified with place and date, in a far more candid and comprehensive sense than any hitherto poem or book […]
  242. p. 427, line 19[…] certainly would not assume to do now, knowing more clearly what it means […]
  243. p. 427, line 31[…] towards God, towards the objective universe, and still more (by reflection, confession, assumption, &c.) the quite changed attitude of […]
  244. p. 428, line 14[…] of nebulous forces—never can future years witness more excitement and din of action—never completer change of army […]
  245. p. 429, line 31[…] needs only a little penetration to see, at more or less removes, the material facts of their country and […]
  246. p. 429, line 44[…] stand ahead in the world's reading, but dozens more, transcend (some of them immeasurably transcend) all I have done […]
  247. p. 432, line 6[…] works as much as through anything else—perhaps more than through anything else. As America fully and fairly construed […]
  248. p. 432, line 18Continuing the subject, my friends have more than once suggested—or may be the garrulity of advancing […]
  249. p. 433, line 39These, however, and much more might have gone on and come to naught (almost positively […]
  250. p. 434, line 11[…] and lurid following years, 1863-'64-'65—the real parturition years (more than 1776-'83) of this henceforth homogeneous Union. Without those three or […]
  251. p. 434, line 23[…] state or display any theme or thought, and more to bring you, reader, into the atmosphere of the theme […]
  252. p. 434, line 26[…] Comradeship as for all lands, and in a more commanding and acknowledg'd sense than hitherto. Other word-signs would be […]
  253. p. 434, line 44[…] The educated world seems to have been growing more and more ennuyed for ages, leaving to our time the inheritance of […]
  254. p. 435, line 16[…] man in himself," and permit it to be more or less a motif of nearly all my verse. I […]
  255. p. 436, line 3[…] are eligible to the grandest and the best—more eligible now than any times of old were. I will […]