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‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

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  1. p. 9, line 3Of physiology from top to toe I sing,
  2. p. 9, line 6Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power,
  3. p. 9, line 13The genius of poets of old lands,
  4. p. 9, line 18And that is the theme of War, the fortune of battles,
  5. p. 9, line 19The making of perfect soldiers.
  6. p. 10, line 3Lo, I too am come, chanting the chant of battles,
  7. p. 10, line 7With whistling winds and music of the waves, the large imperious waves,
  8. p. 10, line 9Where joyous full of faith, spreading white sails,
  9. p. 10, line 10She cleaves the ether mid the sparkle and the foam of day, or under many a star at night,
  10. p. 10, line 11By sailors young and old haply will I, a reminiscence of the land, be read,
  11. p. 10, line 16We feel the long pulsation, ebb and flow of endless motion,
  12. p. 10, line 17The tones of unseen mystery, the vague and vast suggestions of the briny world, the liquid-flowing syllables,
  13. p. 10, line 18The perfume, the faint creaking of the cordage, the melancholy rhythm,
  14. p. 10, line 22You not a reminiscence of the land alone,
  15. p. 10, line 23You too as a lone bark cleaving the ether, purpos'd I know not whither, yet ever full of faith,
  16. p. 11, line 5Who have explored the outward, the surfaces of the races, the life that has exhibited itself,
  17. p. 11, line 6Who have treated of man as the creature of politics, aggregates, rulers and priests,
  18. p. 11, line 7I, habitan of the Alleghanies, treating of him as he is in himself in his own rights,
  19. p. 11, line 8Pressing the pulse of the life that has seldom exhibited itself, (the great pride of man in himself,)
  20. p. 11, line 9Chanter of Personality, outlining what is yet to be,
  21. p. 11, line 10I project the history of the future.
  22. p. 11, line 17These chants for thee, the eternal march of thee.
  23. p. 11, line 20Thou orb of many orbs!
  24. p. 11, line 22Around the idea of thee the war revolving,
  25. p. 11, line 23With all its angry and vehement play of causes,
  26. p. 11, line 28Around the idea of thee.
  27. p. 12, line 2Passing the hues and objects of the world,
  28. p. 12, line 3The fields of art and learning, pleasure, sense,
  29. p. 12, line 7Put first before the rest as light for all and entrance-song of all,
  30. p. 12, line 8That of eidólons.
  31. p. 12, line 10Ever the growth, the rounding of the circle,
  32. p. 12, line 22The substance of an artist's mood or savan's studies long,
  33. p. 12, line 25Of every human life,
  34. p. 12, line 35Of aggregate and segregate for only thence releasing,
  35. p. 13, line 2Of vanish'd lands, of all the reigns of kings across the sea,
  36. p. 13, line 6Strata of mountains, soils, rocks, giant trees,
  37. p. 13, line 10The visible but their womb of birth,
  38. p. 13, line 11Of orbic tendencies to shape and shape and shape,
  39. p. 13, line 14(The stars, the terrible perturbations of the suns,
  40. p. 13, line 23Purport and end, ever the permanent life of life,
  41. p. 13, line 28The entities of entities, eidólons.
  42. p. 14, line 7The only purport of the form thou art, the real I myself,
  43. p. 14, line 15(As some perennial tree out of its roots, the present on the past,)
  44. p. 14, line 21(As if any man really knew aught of my life,
  45. p. 14, line 22Why even I myself I often think know little or nothing of my real life,
  46. p. 14, line 26The mere fact consciousness, these forms, the power of motion,
  47. p. 15, line 6How all times mischoose the objects of their adulation and reward,
  48. p. 15, line 8TO the States or any one of them, or any city of the States, Resist much, obey little,
  49. p. 15, line 10Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth, ever afterward resumes its liberty.
  50. p. 15, line 14We willing learners of all, teachers of all, and lovers of all.
  51. p. 15, line 18We pass through Kanada, the North-east, the vast valley of the Mississippi, and the Southern States,
  52. p. 15, line 19We confer on equal terms with each of the States,
  53. p. 15, line 20We make trial of ourselves and invite men and women to hear,
  54. p. 16, line 3One who should serve the good old cause, the great idea, the progress and freedom of the race,
  55. p. 16, line 4Some brave confronter of despots, some daring rebel;
  56. p. 16, line 7Master of all or mistress of all, aplomb in the midst of irrational things,
  57. p. 16, line 11A river man, or a man of the woods or of any farm-life of these States or of the coast, or the lakes or Kanada,
  58. p. 17, line 2Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
  59. p. 17, line 8The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,
  60. p. 17, line 10The day what belongs to the day—at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
  61. p. 17, line 14And with him horse and foot, and parks of artillery,
  62. p. 17, line 17(One, yet of contradictions made,) I dedicate to Nationality,
  63. p. 17, line 18I leave in him revolt, (O latent right of insurrection! O quenchless, indispensable fire!)
  64. p. 17, line 22The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing,
  65. p. 18, line 16After roaming many lands, lover of populous pavements,
  66. p. 18, line 21Far from the clank of crowds intervals passing rapt and happy,
  67. p. 19, line 1Aware of the fresh free giver the flowing Missouri, aware of mighty Niagara,
  68. p. 19, line 2Aware of the buffalo herds grazing the plains, the hirsute and strong-breasted bull,
  69. p. 19, line 3Of earth, rocks, Fifth-month flowers experienced, stars, rain, snow, my amaze,
  70. p. 19, line 4Having studied the mocking-bird's tones and the flight of the mountain-hawk,
  71. p. 19, line 24Successions of men, Americanos, a hundred millions,
  72. p. 20, line 3For you a programme of chants.
  73. p. 20, line 4Chants of the prairies,
  74. p. 20, line 5Chants of the long-running Mississippi, and down to the Mexican sea,
  75. p. 20, line 6Chants of Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, Wisconsin and Minnesota,
  76. p. 20, line 8Shooting in pulses of fire ceaseless to vivify all.
  77. p. 20, line 14I sat studying at the feet of the great masters,
  78. p. 20, line 16In the name of these States shall I scorn the antique?
  79. p. 20, line 17Why these are the children of the antique to justify it.
  80. p. 20, line 28Here the heir-ship and heiress-ship of the world, here the flame of materials,
  81. p. 21, line 2The ever-tending, the finalè of visible forms,
  82. p. 21, line 7I will make the poems of materials, for I think they are to be the most spiritual poems,
  83. p. 21, line 8And I will make the poems of my body and of mortality,
  84. p. 21, line 9For I think I shall then supply myself with the poems of my soul and of immortality.
  85. p. 21, line 11And I will make a song that there shall be comity by day and by night between all the States, and between any two of them,
  86. p. 21, line 12And I will make a song for the ears of the President, full of weapons with menacing points,
  87. p. 21, line 14And a song make I of the One form'd out of all,
  88. p. 21, line 17(However high the head of any else that head is over all.)
  89. p. 21, line 19I will trail the whole geography of the globe and salute courteously every city large and small,
  90. p. 21, line 21And I will report all heroism from an American point of view.
  91. p. 21, line 22I will sing the song of companionship,
  92. p. 21, line 24I believe these are to found their own ideal of manly love, indicating it in me,
  93. p. 21, line 28I will write the evangel-poem of comrades and of love,
  94. p. 21, line 30And who but I should be the poet of comrades?
  95. p. 22, line 1I am the credulous man of qualities, ages, races,
  96. p. 22, line 5I make the poem of evil also, I commemorate that part also,
  97. p. 22, line 16I say that the real and permanent grandeur of these States must be their religion,
  98. p. 22, line 26For not all matter is fuel to heat, impalpable flame, the essential life of the earth,
  99. p. 23, line 8Know you, solely to drop in the earth the germs of a greater religion,
  100. p. 23, line 12The greatness of Love and Democracy, and the greatness of Religion.
  101. p. 23, line 15Prophetic spirit of materials shifting and flickering around me,
  102. p. 23, line 16Living beings, identities now doubtless near us in the air that we know not of,
  103. p. 23, line 18These selecting, these in hints demanded of me.
  104. p. 24, line 10Ma femme! for the brood beyond us and of us,
  105. p. 24, line 13I will make the songs of passion to give them their way,
  106. p. 24, line 15I will make the true poem of riches,
  107. p. 24, line 17I will effuse egotism and show it underlying all, and I will be the bard of personality,
  108. p. 24, line 18And I will show of male and female that either is but the equal of the other,
  109. p. 25, line 2And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as profound as any.
  110. p. 25, line 6And I will not make a poem nor the least part of a poem but has reference to the soul,
  111. p. 25, line 7Because having look'd at the objects of the universe, I find there is no one nor any particle of one but has reference to the soul.
  112. p. 25, line 12Of your real body and any man's or woman's real body,
  113. p. 25, line 13Item for item it will elude the hands of the corpse-cleaners and pass to fitting spheres,
  114. p. 25, line 14Carrying what has accrued to it from the moment of birth to the moment of death.
  115. p. 25, line 19Whoever you are, how superb and how divine is your body, or any part of it!
  116. p. 25, line 21Daughter of the lands did you wait for your poet?
  117. p. 26, line 1Toward the male of the States, and toward the female of the States,
  118. p. 26, line 4Land of coal and iron! land of gold! land of cotton, sugar, rice!
  119. p. 26, line 5Land of wheat, beef, pork! land of wool and hemp! land of the apple and the grape!
  120. p. 26, line 6Land of the pastoral plains, the grass-fields of the world! land of those sweet-air'd interminable plateaus!
  121. p. 26, line 7Land of the herd, the garden, the healthy house of adobie!
  122. p. 26, line 9Land of the eastern Chesapeake! land of the Delaware!
  123. p. 26, line 10Land of Ontario, Erie, Huron, Michigan!
  124. p. 26, line 11Land of the Old Thirteen! Massachusetts land! land of Vermont and Connecticut!
  125. p. 26, line 12Land of the ocean shores! land of sierras and peaks!
  126. p. 26, line 13Land of boatmen and sailors! fishermen's land!
  127. p. 26, line 21O death! O for all that, I am yet of you unseen this hour with irrepressible love,
  128. p. 26, line 23Splashing my bare feet in the edge of the summer ripples on Paumanok's sands,
  129. p. 26, line 27Of and through the States as during life, each man and woman my neighbor,
  130. p. 26, line 29The Mississippian and Arkansian yet with me, and I yet with any of them,
  131. p. 27, line 1Yet upon the plains west of the spinal river, yet in my house of adobie,
  132. p. 27, line 4Yet a true son either of Maine or of the Granite State, or the Narragansett Bay State, or the Empire State,
  133. p. 27, line 11(I may have to be persuaded many times before I consent to give myself really to you, but what of that?
  134. p. 27, line 15To be wrestled with as I pass for the solid prizes of the universe,
  135. p. 27, line 19Still the present I raise aloft, still the future of the States I harbinge glad and sublime,
  136. p. 27, line 20And for the past I pronounce what the air holds of the red aborigines.
  137. p. 27, line 22Leaving natural breaths, sounds of rain and winds, calls as of birds and animals in the woods, syllabled to us for names,
  138. p. 28, line 3A world primal again, vistas of glory incessant and branching,
  139. p. 28, line 12See, pastures and forests in my poems—see, animals wild and tame—see, beyond the Kaw, countless herds of buffalo feeding on short curly grass,
  140. p. 28, line 15See, through Atlantica's depths pulses American Europe reaching, pulses of Europe duly return'd,
  141. p. 28, line 19See, lounging through the shops and fields of the States, me well-belov'd, close-held by day and night,
  142. p. 28, line 20Hear the loud echoes of my songs there—read the hints come at last.
  143. p. 29, line 10I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
  144. p. 29, line 11My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air,
  145. p. 29, line 12Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,
  146. p. 29, line 19Houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with perfumes,
  147. p. 29, line 22The atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the distillation, it is odorless,
  148. p. 30, line 1The smoke of my own breath,
  149. p. 30, line 3My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing of blood and air through my lungs,
  150. p. 30, line 4The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and dark-color'd sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn,
  151. p. 30, line 5The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of the wind,
  152. p. 30, line 6A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms,
  153. p. 30, line 7The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag,
  154. p. 30, line 8The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hill-sides,
  155. p. 30, line 9The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun.
  156. p. 30, line 12Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?
  157. p. 30, line 13Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,
  158. p. 30, line 14You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,)
  159. p. 30, line 15You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books,
  160. p. 30, line 18I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end,
  161. p. 30, line 19But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.
  162. p. 30, line 25Always the procreant urge of the world.
  163. p. 31, line 1Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and increase, always sex,
  164. p. 31, line 2Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of life.
  165. p. 31, line 11Knowing the perfect fitness and equanimity of things, while they discuss I am silent, and go bathe and admire myself.
  166. p. 31, line 12Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty and clean,
  167. p. 31, line 13Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile, and none shall be less familiar than the rest.
  168. p. 31, line 15As the hugging and loving bed-fellow sleeps at my side through the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day with stealthy tread,
  169. p. 31, line 20Exactly the value of one and exactly the value of two, and which is ahead?
  170. 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,
  171. p. 32, line 2The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love,
  172. p. 32, line 3The sickness of one of my folks or of myself, or ill-doing or loss or lack of money, or depressions or exaltations,
  173. p. 32, line 4Battles, the horrors of fratricidal war, the fever of doubtful news, the fitful events;
  174. p. 32, line 11Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it.
  175. p. 32, line 18Only the lull I like, the hum of your valvèd voice.
  176. p. 32, line 23Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth,
  177. p. 32, line 24And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own,
  178. p. 32, line 25And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own,
  179. p. 32, line 27And that a kelson of the creation is love,
  180. p. 33, line 2And mossy scabs of the worm fence, heap'd stones, elder, mullein and poke-weed.
  181. p. 33, line 5I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.
  182. p. 33, line 6Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,
  183. p. 33, line 9Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation.
  184. p. 33, line 14And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.
  185. p. 33, line 16It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men,
  186. p. 33, line 18It may be you are from old people, or from offspring taken soon out of their mothers' laps,
  187. p. 33, line 20This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers,
  188. p. 33, line 21Darker than the colorless beards of old men,
  189. p. 33, line 22Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths.
  190. p. 33, line 24And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing.
  191. p. 34, line 1And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring taken soon out of their laps.
  192. p. 34, line 2What do you think has become of the young and old men?
  193. p. 34, line 3And what do you think has become of the women and children?
  194. p. 34, line 15I am not an earth nor an adjunct of an earth,
  195. p. 34, line 16I am the mate and companion of people, all just as immortal and fathomless as myself,
  196. p. 34, line 21For me the sweet-heart and the old maid, for me mothers and the mothers of mothers,
  197. p. 34, line 23For me children and the begetters of children.
  198. p. 35, line 5The suicide sprawls on the bloody floor of the bedroom,
  199. p. 35, line 7The blab of the pave, tires of carts, sluff of boot-soles, talk of the promenaders,
  200. p. 35, line 8The heavy omnibus, the driver with his interrogating thumb, the clank of the shod horses on the granite floor,
  201. p. 35, line 9The snow-sleighs, clinking, shouted jokes, pelts of snow-balls,
  202. p. 35, line 10The hurrahs for popular favorites, the fury of rous'd mobs,
  203. p. 35, line 11The flap of the curtain'd litter, a sick man inside borne to the hospital,
  204. p. 35, line 12The meeting of enemies, the sudden oath, the blows and fall,
  205. p. 35, line 13The excited crowd, the policeman with his star quickly working his passage to the centre of the crowd,
  206. p. 35, line 15What groans of over-fed or half-starv'd who fall sunstruck or in fits,
  207. p. 35, line 16What exclamations of women taken suddenly who hurry home and give birth to babes,
  208. p. 35, line 18Arrests of criminals, slights, adulterous offers made, acceptances, rejections with convex lips,
  209. p. 35, line 19I mind them or the show or resonance of them—I come and I depart.
  210. p. 35, line 20The big doors of the country barn stand open and ready,
  211. p. 35, line 21The dried grass of the harvest-time loads the slow-drawn wagon,
  212. p. 35, line 24I am there, I help, I came stretch'd atop of the load,
  213. p. 35, line 27And roll head over heels and tangle my hair full of wisps.
  214. p. 36, line 11I saw the marriage of the trapper in the open air in the far west, the bride was a red girl,
  215. p. 36, line 16I heard his motions crackling the twigs of the woodpile,
  216. p. 36, line 17Through the swung half-door of the kitchen I saw him limpsy and weak,
  217. p. 36, line 22And remember putting plasters on the galls of his neck and ankles;
  218. p. 37, line 3Twenty-eight years of womanly life and all so lonesome.
  219. p. 37, line 4She owns the fine house by the rise of the bank,
  220. p. 37, line 5She hides handsome and richly drest aft the blinds of the window.
  221. p. 37, line 6Which of the young men does she like the best?
  222. p. 37, line 7Ah the homeliest of them is beautiful to her.
  223. p. 37, line 12The beards of the young men glisten'd with wet, it ran from their long hair,
  224. p. 37, line 24The lithe sheer of their waists plays even with their massive arms,
  225. p. 38, line 1The negro holds firmly the reins of his four horses, the block swags underneath on its tied-over chain,
  226. p. 38, line 2The negro that drives the long dray of the stone-yard, steady and tall he stands pois'd on one leg on the string-piece,
  227. p. 38, line 4His glance is calm and commanding, he tosses the slouch of his hat away from his forehead,
  228. p. 38, line 5The sun falls on his crispy hair and mustache, falls on the black of his polish'd and perfect limbs.
  229. p. 38, line 8In me the caresser of life wherever moving, backward as well as forward sluing,
  230. p. 38, line 20And the look of the bay mare shames silliness out of me.
  231. p. 39, line 1The sharp-hoof'd moose of the north, the cat on the house-sill, the chickadee, the prairie-dog,
  232. p. 39, line 2The litter of the grunting sow as they tug at her teats,
  233. p. 39, line 3The brood of the turkey-hen and she with her half-spread wings,
  234. p. 39, line 5The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections,
  235. p. 39, line 7I am enamour'd of growing out-doors,
  236. p. 39, line 8Of men that live among cattle or taste of the ocean or woods,
  237. p. 39, line 9Of the builders and steerers of ships and the wielders of axes and mauls, and the drivers of horses,
  238. p. 39, line 17The carpenter dresses his plank, the tongue of his foreplane whistles its wild ascending lisp,
  239. p. 39, line 23The spinning-girl retreats and advances to the hum of the big wheel,
  240. p. 39, line 28He turns his quid of tobacco while his eyes blurr with the manuscript;
  241. p. 40, line 7The groups of newly-come immigrants cover the wharf or levee,
  242. p. 41, line 1The bride unrumples her white dress, the minute-hand of the clock moves slowly,
  243. p. 41, line 8The crew of the fish-smack pack repeated layers of halibut in the hold,
  244. p. 41, line 10As the fare-collector goes through the train he gives notice by the jingling of loose change,
  245. p. 41, line 13Seasons pursuing each other the indescribable crowd is gather'd, it is the fourth of Seventh-month, (what salutes of cannon and small arms!)
  246. p. 41, line 18Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red river or through those drain'd by the Tennessee, or through those of the Arkansas,
  247. p. 41, line 21In walls of adobie, in canvas tents, rest hunters and trappers after their day's sport,
  248. p. 42, line 1And such as it is to be of these more or less I am,
  249. p. 42, line 2And of these one and all I weave the song of myself.
  250. p. 42, line 3I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise,
  251. p. 42, line 4Regardless of others, ever regardful of others,
  252. p. 42, line 7One of the Nation of many nations, the smallest the same and the largest the same,
  253. p. 42, line 10A Kentuckian walking the vale of the Elkhorn in my deer-skin leggings, a Louisianian or Georgian,
  254. p. 42, line 13At home in the fleet of ice-boats, sailing with the rest and tacking,
  255. p. 42, line 14At home on the hills of Vermont or in the woods of Maine, or the Texan ranch,
  256. p. 42, line 15Comrade of Californians, comrade of free North-Westerners, (loving their big proportions,)
  257. p. 42, line 16Comrade of raftsmen and coalmen, comrade of all who shake hands and welcome to drink and meat,
  258. p. 42, line 17A learner with the simplest, a teacher of the thoughtfullest,
  259. p. 42, line 18A novice beginning yet experient of myriads of seasons,
  260. p. 42, line 19Of every hue and caste am I, of every rank and religion,
  261. p. 43, line 1These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me,
  262. p. 43, line 3If they are not the riddle and the untying of the riddle they are nothing,
  263. p. 43, line 24This is the press of a bashful hand, this the float and odor of hair,
  264. p. 43, line 25This the touch of my lips to yours, this the murmur of yearning,
  265. p. 43, line 27This the thoughtful merge of myself, and the outlet again.
  266. p. 44, line 2Well I have, for the Fourth-month showers have, and the mica on the side of a rock has.
  267. p. 44, line 21And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them.
  268. p. 44, line 23To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow,
  269. p. 44, line 26I know this orbit of mine cannot be swept by a carpenter's compass,
  270. p. 45, line 14And I know the amplitude of time.
  271. p. 45, line 15I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul,
  272. p. 45, line 16The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
  273. p. 45, line 18I am the poet of the woman the same as the man,
  274. p. 45, line 20And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
  275. p. 45, line 21I chant the chant of dilation or pride,
  276. p. 46, line 2Night of south winds—night of the large few stars!
  277. p. 46, line 5Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees!
  278. p. 46, line 6Earth of departed sunset—earth of the mountains misty-topt!
  279. p. 46, line 7Earth of the vitreous pour of the full moon just tinged with blue!
  280. p. 46, line 8Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river!
  281. p. 46, line 9Earth of the limpid gray of clouds brighter and clearer for my sake!
  282. p. 46, line 16I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me,
  283. p. 46, line 17We must have a turn together, I undress, hurry me out of sight of the land,
  284. p. 46, line 20Sea of stretch'd ground-swells,
  285. p. 46, line 22Sea of the brine of life and of unshovell'd yet always-ready graves,
  286. p. 46, line 23Howler and scooper of storms, capricious and dainty sea,
  287. p. 46, line 24I am integral with you, I too am of one phase and of all phases.
  288. p. 46, line 25Partaker of influx and efflux I, extoller of hate and conciliation,
  289. p. 46, line 26Extoller of amies and those that sleep in each others' arms.
  290. p. 46, line 28(Shall I make my list of things in the house and skip the house that supports them?)
  291. p. 46, line 29I am not the poet of goodness only, I do not decline to be the poet of wickedness also.
  292. p. 46, line 31Evil propels me and reform of evil propels me, I stand indifferent,
  293. p. 47, line 2I moisten the roots of all that has grown.
  294. p. 47, line 3Did you fear some scrofula out of the unflagging pregnancy?
  295. p. 47, line 7Thoughts and deeds of the present our rouse and early start.
  296. p. 47, line 12Endless unfolding of words of ages!
  297. p. 47, line 13And mine a word of the modern, the word En-Masse.
  298. p. 47, line 14A word of the faith that never balks,
  299. p. 47, line 21Fetch stonecrop mixt with cedar and branches of lilac,
  300. p. 47, line 22This is the lexicographer, this the chemist, this made a grammar of the old cartouches,
  301. p. 47, line 27I but enter by them to an area of my dwelling.
  302. p. 48, line 1Less the reminders of properties told my words,
  303. p. 48, line 2And more the reminders they of life untold, and of freedom and extrication,
  304. p. 48, line 3And make short account of neuters and geldings, and favor men and women fully equipt,
  305. p. 48, line 4And beat the gong of revolt, and stop with fugitives and them that plot and conspire.
  306. p. 48, line 5Walt Whitman, a kosmos, of Manhattan the son,
  307. p. 48, line 14I speak the pass-word primeval, I give the sign of democracy,
  308. p. 48, line 15By God! I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms.
  309. p. 48, line 17Voices of the interminable generations of prisoners and slaves,
  310. p. 48, line 18Voices of the diseas'd and despairing and of thieves and dwarfs,
  311. p. 48, line 19Voices of cycles of preparation and accretion,
  312. p. 48, line 20And of the threads that connect the stars, and of wombs and of the father-stuff,
  313. p. 48, line 21And of the rights of them the others are down upon,
  314. p. 48, line 22Of the deform'd, trivial, flat, foolish, despised,
  315. p. 48, line 23Fog in the air, beetles rolling balls of dung.
  316. p. 48, line 25Voices of sexes and lusts, voices veil'd and I remove the veil,
  317. p. 49, line 2Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.
  318. p. 49, line 4The scent of these arm-pits aroma finer than prayer,
  319. 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,
  320. p. 49, line 7Translucent mould of me it shall be you!
  321. p. 49, line 10Whatever goes to the tilth of me it shall be you!
  322. p. 49, line 11You my rich blood! your milky stream pale strippings of my life!
  323. p. 49, line 14Root of wash'd sweet-flag! timorous pond-snipe! nest of guarded duplicate eggs! it shall be you!
  324. p. 49, line 15Mix'd tussled hay of head, beard, brawn, it shall be you!
  325. p. 49, line 16Trickling sap of maple, fibre of manly wheat, it shall be you!
  326. p. 49, line 21Broad muscular fields, branches of live oak, loving lounger in my winding paths, it shall be you!
  327. p. 49, line 23I dote on myself, there is that lot of me and all so luscious,
  328. p. 49, line 25I cannot tell how my ankles bend, nor whence the cause of my faintest wish,
  329. p. 49, line 26Nor the cause of the friendship I emit, nor the cause of the friendship I take again.
  330. p. 49, line 28A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
  331. p. 50, line 1Hefts of the moving world at innocent gambols silently rising freshly exuding,
  332. p. 50, line 4Seas of bright juice suffuse heaven.
  333. p. 50, line 5The earth by the sky staid with, the daily close of their junction,
  334. p. 50, line 9If I could not now and always send sun-rise out of me.
  335. p. 50, line 11We found our own O my soul in the calm and cool of the day-break.
  336. p. 50, line 13With the twirl of my tongue I encompass worlds and volumes of worlds.
  337. p. 50, line 14Speech is the twin of my vision, it is unequal to measure itself,
  338. p. 50, line 17Come now I will not be tantalized, you conceive too much of articulation,
  339. p. 50, line 22My knowledge my live parts, it keeping tally with the meaning of all things,
  340. p. 50, line 23Happiness, (which whoever hears me let him or her set out in search of this day.)
  341. p. 50, line 28I carry the plenum of proof and every thing else in my face,
  342. p. 50, line 29With the hush of my lips I wholly confound the skeptic.
  343. p. 51, line 3I hear bravuras of birds, bustle of growing wheat, gossip of flames, clack of sticks cooking my meals,
  344. p. 51, line 4I hear the sound I love, the sound of the human voice,
  345. p. 51, line 6Sounds of the city and sounds out of the city, sounds of the day and night,
  346. p. 51, line 7Talkative young ones to those that like them, the loud laugh of work-people at their meals,
  347. p. 51, line 8The angry base of disjointed friendship, the faint tones of the sick,
  348. p. 51, line 10The heave'e'yo of stevedores unlading ships by the wharves, the refrain of the anchor-lifters,
  349. p. 51, line 11The ring of alarm-bells, the cry of fire, the whirr of swift-streaking engines and hose-carts with premonitory tinkles and color'd lights,
  350. p. 51, line 12The steam-whistle, the solid roll of the train of approaching cars,
  351. p. 51, line 13The slow march play'd at the head of the association marching two and two,
  352. p. 51, line 21The orbic flex of his mouth is pouring and filling me full.
  353. p. 52, line 1Steep'd amid honey'd morphine, my windpipe throttled in fakes of death,
  354. p. 52, line 2At length let up again to feel the puzzle of puzzles,
  355. p. 52, line 5(Round and round we go, all of us, and ever come back thither,)
  356. p. 52, line 14Treacherous tip of me reaching and crowding to help them,
  357. p. 52, line 17Straining the udder of my heart for its withheld drip,
  358. p. 52, line 19Depriving me of my best as for a purpose,
  359. p. 52, line 21Deluding my confusion with the calm of the sunlight and pasture-fields,
  360. p. 52, line 23They bribed to swap off with touch and go and graze at the edges of me,
  361. p. 52, line 25Fetching the rest of the herd around to enjoy them a while,
  362. p. 52, line 27The sentries desert every other part of me,
  363. p. 53, line 6Parting track'd by arriving, perpetual payment of perpetual loan,
  364. p. 53, line 12They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon,
  365. p. 53, line 16The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul.
  366. p. 53, line 19A minute and a drop of me settle my brain,
  367. p. 53, line 21And a compend of compends is the meat of a man or woman,
  368. p. 53, line 23And they are to branch boundlessly out of that lesson until it becomes omnific,
  369. p. 53, line 25I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars,
  370. p. 53, line 26And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren,
  371. p. 54, line 2And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven,
  372. p. 54, line 5And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels.
  373. p. 54, line 17In vain the elk takes to the inner passes of the woods,
  374. p. 54, line 19I follow quickly, I ascend to the nest in the fissure of the cliff.
  375. p. 54, line 25Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things,
  376. p. 54, line 26Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago,
  377. p. 54, line 29They bring me tokens of myself, they evince them plainly in their possession.
  378. p. 55, line 3Infinite and omnigenous, and the like of these among them,
  379. p. 55, line 4Not too exclusive toward the reachers of my remembrancers,
  380. p. 55, line 6A gigantic beauty of a stallion, fresh and responsive to my caresses,
  381. p. 55, line 9Eyes full of sparkling wickedness, ears finely cut, flexibly moving.
  382. p. 55, line 18And again as I walk'd the beach under the paling stars of the morning.
  383. p. 55, line 23Along the ruts of the turnpike, along the dry gulch and rivulet bed,
  384. p. 55, line 24Weeding my onion-patch or hoeing rows of carrots and parsnips, crossing savannas, trailing in forests,
  385. p. 55, line 25Prospecting, gold-digging, girdling the trees of a new purchase,
  386. p. 56, line 6Over the dusky green of the rye as it ripples and shades in the breeze;
  387. p. 56, line 8Walking the path worn in the grass and beat through the leaves of the brush,
  388. p. 56, line 11Where the brook puts out of the roots of the old tree and flows to the meadow,
  389. p. 56, line 12Where cattle stand and shake away flies with the tremulous shuddering of their hides,
  390. p. 56, line 19Where the steam-ship trails hind-ways its long pennant of smoke,
  391. p. 56, line 20Where the fin of the shark cuts like a black chip out of the water,
  392. p. 56, line 23Where the dense-starr'd flag is borne at the head of the regiments,
  393. p. 56, line 26Upon a door-step, upon the horse-block of hard wood outside,
  394. p. 56, line 27Upon the race-course, or enjoying picnics or jigs or a good game of base-ball,
  395. p. 57, line 2At the cider-mill tasting the sweets of the brown mash, sucking the juice through a straw,
  396. p. 57, line 10Where herds of buffalo make a crawling spread of the square miles far and near,
  397. p. 57, line 11Where the humming-bird shimmers, where the neck of the long-lived swan is curving and winding,
  398. p. 57, line 15Where burial coaches enter the arch'd gates of a cemetery,
  399. p. 57, line 16Where winter wolves bark amid wastes of snow and icicled trees,
  400. p. 57, line 17Where the yellow-crown'd heron comes to the edge of the marsh at night and feeds upon small crabs,
  401. p. 57, line 18Where the splash of swimmers and divers cools the warm noon,
  402. p. 57, line 20Through patches of citrons and cucumbers with silver-wired leaves,
  403. p. 57, line 26Pleas'd with the tune of the choir of the whitewash'd church,
  404. p. 57, line 27Pleas'd with the earnest words of the sweating Methodist preacher, impress'd seriously at the camp-meeting;
  405. p. 58, line 1Looking in at the shop-windows of Broadway the whole forenoon, flatting the flesh of my nose on the thick plate glass,
  406. p. 58, line 3My right and left arms round the sides of two friends, and I in the middle;
  407. p. 58, line 4Coming home with the silent and dark-cheek'd bush-boy, (behind me he rides at the drape of the day,)
  408. p. 58, line 5Far from the settlements studying the print of animals' feet, or the moccasin print,
  409. p. 58, line 12Walking the old hills of Judæa with the beautiful gentle God by my side,
  410. p. 58, line 14Speeding amid the seven satellites and the broad ring, and the diameter of eighty thousand miles,
  411. p. 58, line 20I visit the orchards of spheres and look at the product,
  412. p. 58, line 22I fly those flights of a fluid and swallowing soul,
  413. p. 58, line 23My course runs below the soundings of plummets.
  414. p. 58, line 28I go hunting polar furs and the seal, leaping chasms with a pike-pointed staff, clinging to topples of brittle and blue.
  415. p. 59, line 4The enormous masses of ice pass me and I pass them, the scenery is plain in all directions,
  416. p. 59, line 7We pass the colossal outposts of the encampment, we pass with still feet and caution,
  417. p. 59, line 9The blocks and fallen architecture more than all the living cities of the globe.
  418. p. 59, line 11I turn the bridegroom out of bed and stay with the bride myself,
  419. p. 59, line 13My voice is the wife's voice, the screech by the rail of the stairs,
  420. p. 59, line 15I understand the large hearts of heroes,
  421. p. 59, line 16The courage of present times and all times,
  422. p. 59, line 17How the skipper saw the crowded and rudderless wreck of the steam-ship, and Death chasing it up and down the storm,
  423. p. 59, line 18How he knuckled tight and gave not back an inch, and was faith ful of days and faithful of nights,
  424. p. 59, line 19And chalk'd in large letters on a board, Be of good cheer, we will not desert you;
  425. p. 59, line 22How the lank loose-gown'd women look'd when boated from the side of their prepared graves,
  426. p. 59, line 26The disdain and calmness of martyrs,
  427. p. 59, line 27The mother of old, condemn'd for a witch, burnt with dry wood, her children gazing on,
  428. p. 60, line 3I am the hounded slave, I wince at the bite of the dogs,
  429. p. 60, line 5I clutch the rails of the fence, my gore dribs, thinn'd with the ooze of my skin,
  430. p. 60, line 9Agonies are one of my changes of garments,
  431. p. 60, line 14Heat and smoke I inspired, I heard the yelling shouts of my comrades,
  432. p. 60, line 15I heard the distant click of their picks and shovels,
  433. p. 60, line 19White and beautiful are the faces around me, the heads are bared of their fire-caps,
  434. p. 60, line 20The kneeling crowd fades with the light of the torches.
  435. p. 60, line 22They show as the dial or move as the hands of me, I am the clock myself.
  436. p. 60, line 23I am an old artillerist, I tell of my fort's bombardment,
  437. p. 60, line 25Again the long roll of the drummers,
  438. p. 61, line 4The fall of grenades through the rent roof, the fan-shaped explosion,
  439. p. 61, line 5The whizz of limbs, heads, stone, wood, iron, high in the air.
  440. p. 61, line 6Again gurgles the mouth of my dying general, he furiously waves with his hand,
  441. p. 61, line 9(I tell not the fall of Alamo,
  442. p. 61, line 10Not one escaped to tell the fall of Alamo,
  443. p. 61, line 12'Tis the tale of the murder in cold blood of four hundred and twelve young men.
  444. p. 61, line 14Nine hundred lives out of the surrounding enemy's, nine times their number, was the price they took in advance,
  445. p. 61, line 16They treated for an honorable capitulation, receiv'd writing and seal, gave up their arms and march'd back prisoners of war.
  446. p. 61, line 17They were the glory of the race of rangers,
  447. p. 61, line 20Bearded, sunburnt, drest in the free costume of hunters,
  448. p. 61, line 21Not a single one over thirty years of age.
  449. p. 62, line 2These were despatch'd with bayonets or batter'd with the blunts of muskets,
  450. p. 62, line 5At eleven o'clock began the burning of the bodies;
  451. p. 62, line 6That is the tale of the murder of the four hundred and twelve young men.
  452. p. 62, line 7Would you hear of an old-time sea-fight?
  453. p. 62, line 8Would you learn who won by the light of the moon and stars?
  454. p. 62, line 18Ten o'clock at night, the full moon well up, our leaks on the gain, and five feet of water reported,
  455. p. 62, line 25Now I laugh content, for I hear the voice of my little captain,
  456. p. 62, line 26We have not struck, he composedly cries, we have just begun our part of the fighting.
  457. p. 63, line 4The tops alone second the fire of this little battery, especially the main-top,
  458. p. 63, line 5They hold out bravely during the whole of the action.
  459. p. 63, line 8One of the pumps has been shot away, it is generally thought we are sinking.
  460. p. 63, line 12Toward twelve there in the beams of the moon they surrender to us.
  461. p. 63, line 14Two great hulls motionless on the breast of the darkness,
  462. p. 63, line 17Near by the corpse of the child that serv'd in the cabin,
  463. p. 63, line 18The dead face of an old salt with long white hair and carefully curl'd whiskers,
  464. p. 63, line 19The flames spite of all that can be done flickering aloft and below,
  465. p. 63, line 20The husky voices of the two or three officers yet fit for duty,
  466. p. 63, line 21Formless stacks of bodies and bodies by themselves, dabs of flesh upon the masts and spars,
  467. p. 63, line 22Cut of cordage, dangle of rigging, slight shock of the soothe of waves,
  468. p. 63, line 23Black and impassive guns, litter of powder-parcels, strong scent,
  469. p. 63, line 25Delicate sniffs of sea-breeze, smells of sedgy grass and fields by the shore, death-messages given in charge to survivors,
  470. p. 63, line 26The hiss of the surgeon's knife, the gnawing teeth of his saw,
  471. p. 64, line 1Wheeze, cluck, swash of falling blood, short wild scream, and long, dull, tapering groan,
  472. p. 64, line 8For me the keepers of convicts shoulder their carbines and keep watch,
  473. p. 64, line 20I discover myself on the verge of a usual mistake.
  474. p. 64, line 22That I could forget the trickling tears and the blows of the bludgeons and hammers!
  475. p. 65, line 3The grave of rock multiplies what has been confided to it, or to any graves,
  476. p. 65, line 5I troop forth replenish'd with supreme power, one of an average unending procession,
  477. p. 65, line 8The blossoms we wear in our hats the growth of thousands of years.
  478. p. 65, line 20They descend in new forms from the tips of his fingers,
  479. p. 65, line 21They are wafted with the odor of his body or breath, they fly out of the glance of his eyes.
  480. p. 65, line 22Flaunt of the sunshine I need not your bask—lie over!
  481. p. 66, line 2And might tell that pining I have, that pulse of my nights and days.
  482. p. 66, line 7Spread your palms and lift the flaps of your pockets,
  483. p. 66, line 12To cotton-field drudge or cleaner of privies I lean,
  484. p. 66, line 16(This day I am jetting the stuff of far more arrogant republics.)
  485. p. 66, line 17To any one dying, thither I speed and twist the knob of the door,
  486. p. 66, line 18Turn the bed-clothes toward the foot of the bed,
  487. p. 66, line 24Every room of the house do I fill with an arm'd force,
  488. p. 66, line 25Lovers of me, bafflers of graves.
  489. p. 67, line 1I heard what was said of the universe,
  490. p. 67, line 2Heard it and heard it of several thousand years;
  491. p. 67, line 6Taking myself the exact dimensions of Jehovah,
  492. p. 67, line 8Buying drafts of Osiris, Isis, Belus, Brahma, Buddha,
  493. p. 67, line 12Admitting they were alive and did the work of their days,
  494. p. 67, line 17Not objecting to special revelations, considering a curl of smoke or a hair on the back of my hand just as curious as any revelation,
  495. p. 67, line 18Lads ahold of fire-engines and hook-and-ladder ropes no less to me than the gods of the antique wars,
  496. p. 67, line 19Minding their voices peal through the crash of destruction,
  497. p. 67, line 20Their brawny limbs passing safe over charr'd laths, their white foreheads whole and unhurt out of the flames;
  498. p. 67, line 28The supernatural of no account, myself waiting my time to be one of the supremes,
  499. p. 68, line 2Putting myself here and now to the ambush'd womb of the shadows.
  500. p. 68, line 3A call in the midst of the crowd,
  501. p. 68, line 8Easily written loose-finger'd chords—I feel the thrum of your climax and close.
  502. p. 68, line 11Folks are around me, but they are no household of mine.
  503. p. 68, line 15Ever the old inexplicable query, ever that thorn'd thumb, that breath of itches and thirsts,
  504. p. 68, line 17Ever love, ever the sobbing liquid of life,
  505. p. 68, line 18Ever the bandage under the chin, ever the trestles of death.
  506. p. 68, line 20To feed the greed of the belly the brains liberally spooning,
  507. p. 68, line 24This is the city and I am one of the citizens,
  508. p. 69, line 2I acknowledge the duplicates of myself, the weakest and shallowest is deathless with me,
  509. p. 69, line 8Not words of routine this song of mine,
  510. p. 69, line 12The black ship mail'd with iron, her mighty guns in her turrets—but the pluck of the captain and engineers?
  511. p. 69, line 13In the houses the dishes and fare and furniture—but the host and hostess, and the look out of their eyes?
  512. p. 69, line 19My faith is the greatest of faiths and the least of faiths,
  513. p. 69, line 23Making a fetich of the first rock or stump, powowing with sticks in the circle of obis,
  514. p. 69, line 24Helping the llama or brahmin as he trims the lamps of the idols,
  515. p. 70, line 3Looking forth on pavement and land, or outside of pavement and land,
  516. p. 70, line 4Belonging to the winders of the circuit of circuits.
  517. p. 70, line 5One of that centripetal and centrifugal gang I turn and talk like a man leaving charges before a journey.
  518. p. 70, line 8I know every one of you, I know the sea of torment, doubt, despair and unbelief.
  519. p. 70, line 10How they contort rapid as lightning, with spasms and spouts of blood!
  520. p. 70, line 11Be at peace bloody flukes of doubters and sullen mopers,
  521. p. 70, line 13The past is the push of you, me, all, precisely the same,
  522. p. 70, line 23Nor the numberless slaughter'd and wreck'd, nor the brutish koboo call'd the ordure of humanity,
  523. p. 70, line 25Nor any thing in the earth, or down in the oldest graves of the earth,
  524. p. 71, line 1Nor any thing in the myriads of spheres, nor the myriads of myriads that inhabit them,
  525. p. 71, line 7We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers,
  526. p. 71, line 8There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.
  527. p. 71, line 17I am an acme of things accomplish'd, and I an encloser of things to be.
  528. p. 71, line 18My feet strike an apex of the apices of the stairs,
  529. p. 71, line 19On every step bunches of ages, and larger bunches between the steps,
  530. p. 72, line 4Before I was born out of my mother generations guided me,
  531. p. 72, line 12O span of youth! ever-push'd elasticity!
  532. p. 72, line 15Crowding my lips, thick in the pores of my skin,
  533. p. 72, line 17Crying by day Ahoy! from the rocks of the river, swinging and chirping over my head,
  534. p. 72, line 19Lighting on every moment of my life,
  535. p. 72, line 21Noiselessly passing handfuls out of their hearts and giving them to be mine.
  536. p. 72, line 22Old age superbly rising! O welcome, ineffable grace of dying days!
  537. p. 72, line 23Every condition promulges not only itself, it promulges what grows after and out of itself,
  538. p. 72, line 26And all I see multiplied as high as I can cipher edge but the rim of the farther systems.
  539. p. 73, line 2He joins with his partners a group of superior circuit,
  540. p. 73, line 3And greater sets follow, making specks of the greatest inside them.
  541. p. 73, line 8A few quadrillions of eras, a few octillions of cubic leagues, do not hazard the span or make it impatient,
  542. p. 73, line 10See ever so far, there is limitless space outside of that,
  543. p. 73, line 15I know I have the best of time and space, and was never measured and never will be measured.
  544. p. 73, line 18No friend of mine takes his ease in my chair,
  545. p. 73, line 21But each man and each woman of you I lead upon a knoll,
  546. p. 73, line 23My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents and the public road.
  547. p. 74, line 3If you tire, give me both burdens, and rest the chuff of your hand on my hip,
  548. p. 74, line 7And I said to my spirit When we become the enfolders of those orbs, and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them, shall we be fill'd and satisfied then?
  549. p. 74, line 16You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every moment of your life.
  550. p. 74, line 19To jump off in the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me, shout, and laughingly dash with your hair.
  551. p. 74, line 20I am the teacher of athletes,
  552. p. 74, line 21He that by me spreads a wider breast than my own proves the width of my own,
  553. p. 75, line 1Wicked rather than virtuous out of conformity or fear,
  554. p. 75, line 2Fond of his sweetheart, relishing well his steak,
  555. p. 75, line 6And those well-tann'd to those that keep out of the sun.
  556. p. 75, line 11(It is you talking just as much as myself, I act as the tongue of you,
  557. p. 75, line 16The nearest gnat is an explanation, and a drop or motion of waves a key,
  558. p. 75, line 22The farm-boy ploughing in the field feels good at the sound of my voice,
  559. p. 76, line 2The driver thinking of me does not mind the jolt of his wagon,
  560. p. 76, line 10And I or you pocketless of a dime may purchase the pick of the earth,
  561. p. 76, line 11And to glance with an eye or show a bean in its pod confounds the learning of all times,
  562. p. 76, line 17(No array of terms can say how much I am at peace about God and about death.)
  563. p. 76, line 21I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then,
  564. p. 76, line 22In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass,
  565. p. 77, line 1And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me.
  566. p. 77, line 4I recline by the sills of the exquisite flexible doors,
  567. p. 77, line 8I reach to the leafy lips, I reach to the polish'd breasts of melons.
  568. p. 77, line 9And as to you Life I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths,
  569. p. 77, line 11I hear you whispering there O stars of heaven,
  570. p. 77, line 12O suns—O grass of graves—O perpetual transfers and promotions,
  571. p. 77, line 14Of the turbid pool that lies in the autumn forest,
  572. p. 77, line 15Of the moon that descends the steeps of the soughing twilight,
  573. p. 77, line 16Toss, sparkles of day and dusk—toss on the black stems that decay in the muck,
  574. p. 77, line 17Toss to the moaning gibberish of the dry limbs.
  575. p. 78, line 5And proceed to fill my next fold of the future.
  576. p. 78, line 7Look in my face while I snuff the sidle of evening,
  577. p. 78, line 16The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering.
  578. p. 78, line 18I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
  579. p. 78, line 19The last scud of day holds back for me,
  580. p. 79, line 9The love, the life of their bodies, meaning and being,
  581. p. 79, line 16By my side or back of me Eve following,
  582. p. 79, line 19From that of myself without which I were nothing,
  583. p. 79, line 22Singing the song of procreation,
  584. p. 79, line 23Singing the need of superb children and therein superb grown people,
  585. p. 80, line 5Singing the true song of the soul fitful at random,
  586. p. 80, line 7Of that, of them and what goes with them my poems informing,
  587. p. 80, line 8Of the smell of apples and lemons, of the pairing of birds,
  588. p. 80, line 9Of the wet of woods, of the lapping of waves,
  589. p. 80, line 10Of the mad pushes of waves upon the land, I them chanting,
  590. p. 80, line 12The welcome nearness, the sight of the perfect body,
  591. 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,
  592. p. 80, line 33From plenty of persons near and yet the right person not near,
  593. p. 81, line 1From the soft sliding of hands over me and thrusting of fingers through my hair and beard,
  594. p. 81, line 4From what the divine husband knows, from the work of fatherhood,
  595. p. 81, line 6From the act-poems of eyes, hands, hips and bosoms,
  596. p. 81, line 7From the cling of the trembling arm,
  597. p. 81, line 12From the hour of shining stars and dropping dews,
  598. p. 81, line 17The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,
  599. p. 81, line 19And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul.
  600. p. 81, line 24The love of the body of man or woman balks account, the body itself balks account,
  601. p. 81, line 25That of the male is perfect, and that of the female is perfect.
  602. p. 81, line 26The expression of the face balks account,
  603. p. 81, line 27But the expression of a well-made man appears not only in his face,
  604. p. 82, line 1It is in his limbs and joints also, it is curiously in the joints of his hips and wrists,
  605. p. 82, line 2It is in his walk, the carriage of his neck, the flex of his waist and knees, dress does not hide him,
  606. p. 82, line 5You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side.
  607. p. 82, line 6The sprawl and fulness of babes, the bosoms and heads of women, the folds of their dress, their style as we pass in the street, the contour of their shape downwards,
  608. p. 82, line 7The swimmer naked in the swimming-bath, seen as he swims through the transparent green-shine, or lies with his face up and rolls silently to and fro in the heave of the water,
  609. p. 82, line 8The bending forward and backward of rowers in row-boats, the horseman in his saddle,
  610. p. 82, line 10The group of laborers seated at noon-time with their open dinner-kettles, and their wives waiting,
  611. p. 82, line 13The wrestle of wrestlers, two apprentice-boys, quite grown, lusty, good-natured, native-born, out on the vacant lot at sundown after work,
  612. p. 82, line 14The coats and caps thrown down, the embrace of love and resistance,
  613. p. 82, line 16The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play of masculine muscle through clean-setting trowsers and waist-straps,
  614. p. 82, line 21I knew a man, a common farmer, the father of five sons,
  615. p. 82, line 22And in them the fathers of sons, and in them the fathers of sons.
  616. p. 83, line 1This man was of wonderful vigor, calmness, beauty of person,
  617. p. 83, line 2The shape of his head, the pale yellow and white of his hair and beard, the immeasurable meaning of his black eyes, the richness and breadth of his manners,
  618. p. 83, line 7He drank water only, the blood show'd like scarlet through the clear-brown skin of his face,
  619. p. 83, line 9When he went with his five sons and many grand-sons to hunt or fish, you would pick him out as the most beautiful and vigorous of the gang,
  620. p. 83, line 16There is something in staying close to men and women and looking on them, and in the contact and odor of them, that pleases the soul well,
  621. p. 83, line 22Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, and what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed,
  622. p. 84, line 1Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it, the response likewise ungovernable,
  623. p. 84, line 2Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands all dif fused, mine too diffused,
  624. p. 84, line 4Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow and delirious juice,
  625. p. 84, line 5Bridegroom night of love working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn,
  626. p. 84, line 7Lost in the cleave of the clasping and sweet-flesh'd day.
  627. p. 84, line 8This the nucleus—after the child is born of woman, man is born of woman,
  628. p. 84, line 9This the bath of birth, this the merge of small and large, and the outlet again.
  629. p. 84, line 10Be not ashamed women, your privilege encloses the rest, and is the exit of the rest,
  630. p. 84, line 11You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul.
  631. p. 84, line 21The flush of the known universe is in him,
  632. p. 84, line 24The full-spread pride of man is calming and excellent to the soul,
  633. p. 84, line 25Knowledge becomes him, he likes it always, he brings every thing to the test of himself,
  634. p. 85, line 5Is it one of the dull-faced immigrants just landed on the wharf?
  635. p. 85, line 18Whatever the bids of the bidders they cannot be high enough for it,
  636. p. 85, line 19For it the globe lay preparing quintillions of years without one animal or plant,
  637. p. 85, line 22In it and below it the makings of heroes.
  638. p. 85, line 26Flakes of breast-muscle, pliant backbone and neck, flesh not flabby, good-sized arms and legs,
  639. p. 86, line 5This is not only one man, this the father of those who shall be fathers in their turns,
  640. p. 86, line 6In him the start of populous states and rich republics,
  641. p. 86, line 7Of him countless immortal lives with countless embodiments and enjoyments.
  642. p. 86, line 8How do you know who shall come from the offspring of his offspring through the centuries?
  643. p. 86, line 11She too is not only herself, she is the teeming mother of mothers,
  644. p. 86, line 12She is the bearer of them that shall grow and be mates to the mothers.
  645. p. 86, line 13Have you ever loved the body of a woman?
  646. p. 86, line 14Have you ever loved the body of a man?
  647. p. 86, line 17And the glory and sweet of a man is the token of manhood untainted,
  648. p. 86, line 21O my body! I dare not desert the likes of you in other men and women, nor the likes of the parts of you,
  649. p. 86, line 22I believe the likes of you are to stand or fall with the likes of the soul, (and that they are the soul,)
  650. p. 87, line 1I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my poems, and that they are my poems,
  651. p. 87, line 3Head, neck, hair, ears, drop and tympan of the ears,
  652. p. 87, line 4Eyes, eye-fringes, iris of the eye, eyebrows, and the waking or sleeping of the lids,
  653. p. 87, line 5Mouth, tongue, lips, teeth, roof of the mouth, jaws, and the jaw-hinges,
  654. p. 87, line 6Nose, nostrils of the nose, and the partition,
  655. p. 87, line 7Cheeks, temples, forehead, chin, throat, back of the neck, neck-slue,
  656. p. 87, line 8Strong shoulders, manly beard, scapula, hind-shoulders, and the ample side-round of the chest,
  657. p. 87, line 11Broad breast-front, curling hair of the breast, breast-bone, breast-side,
  658. p. 87, line 12Ribs, belly, backbone, joints of the backbone,
  659. p. 87, line 14Strong set of thighs, well carrying the trunk above,
  660. p. 87, line 17All attitudes, all the shapeliness, all the belongings of my or your body or of any one's body, male or female,
  661. p. 87, line 26The continual changes of the flex of the mouth, and around the eyes,
  662. p. 87, line 28The curious sympathy one feels when feeling with the hand the naked meat of the body,
  663. p. 88, line 1The beauty of the waist, and thence of the hips, and thence downward toward the knees,
  664. p. 88, line 3The exquisite realization of health;
  665. p. 88, line 4O I say these are not the parts and poems of the body only, but of the soul,
  666. p. 88, line 7Yet all were lacking if sex were lacking, or if the moisture of the right man were lacking.
  667. p. 88, line 11All hopes, benefactions, bestowals, all the passions, loves, beauties, delights of the earth,
  668. p. 88, line 12All the governments, judges, gods, follow'd persons of the earth,
  669. p. 88, line 13These are contain'd in sex as parts of itself and justifications of itself.
  670. p. 88, line 14Without shame the man I like knows and avows the deliciousness of his sex,
  671. p. 88, line 19I see that they are worthy of me, I will be the robust husband of those women.
  672. p. 88, line 24They are ultimate in their own right—they are calm, clear, well-possess'd of themselves.
  673. p. 89, line 5They refuse to awake at the touch of any man but me.
  674. p. 89, line 12Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself,
  675. p. 89, line 14On you I graft the grafts of the best-beloved of me and America,
  676. p. 89, line 17I shall demand perfect men and women out of my love-spendings,
  677. p. 89, line 19I shall count on the fruits of the gushing showers of them, as I count on the fruits of the gushing showers I give now,
  678. p. 89, line 23The arm of my friend hanging idly over my shoulder,
  679. p. 89, line 24The hillside whiten'd with blossoms of the mountain ash,
  680. p. 89, line 25The same late in autumn, the hues of red, yellow, drab, purple, and light and dark green,
  681. p. 89, line 26The rich coverlet of the grass, animals and birds, the private untrimm'd bank, the primitive apples, the pebble-stones,
  682. 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,
  683. p. 89, line 29The poems of the privacy of the night, and of men like me,
  684. p. 90, line 4Arms and hands of love, lips of love, phallic thumb of love, breasts of love, bellies press'd and glued together with love,
  685. p. 90, line 5Earth of chaste love, life that is only life after love,
  686. p. 90, line 6The body of my love, the body of the woman I love, the body of the man, the body of the earth,
  687. p. 90, line 8The hairy wild-bee that murmurs and hankers up and down, that gripes the full-grown lady-flower, curves upon her with amorous firm legs, takes his will of her, and holds himself tremulous and tight till he is satisfied;
  688. p. 90, line 9The wet of woods through the early hours,
  689. p. 90, line 10Two sleepers at night lying close together as they sleep, one with an arm slanting down across and below the waist of the other,
  690. p. 90, line 11The smell of apples, aromas from crush'd sage-plant, mint, birchbark,
  691. p. 90, line 15The hubb'd sting of myself, stinging me as much as it ever can any one,
  692. p. 90, line 17The curious roamer the hand roaming all over the body, the bashful withdrawing of flesh where the fingers soothingly pause and edge themselves,
  693. p. 90, line 21The like of the same I feel, the like of the same in others,
  694. p. 91, line 1The souse upon me of my lover the sea, as I lie willing and naked,
  695. p. 91, line 2The merriment of the twin babes that crawl over the grass in the sun, the mother never turning her vigilant eyes from them,
  696. p. 91, line 4The continence of vegetables, birds, animals,
  697. 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,
  698. p. 91, line 6The great chastity of paternity, to match the great chastity of maternity,
  699. p. 91, line 7The oath of procreation I have sworn, my Adamic and fresh daughters,
  700. p. 91, line 18O to be yielded to you whoever you are, and you to be yielded to me in defiance of the world!
  701. p. 91, line 20O to draw you to me, to plant on you for the first time the lips of a determin'd man.
  702. p. 91, line 24To find a new unthought-of nonchalance with the best of Nature!
  703. p. 92, line 7To ascend, to leap to the heavens of the love indicated to me!
  704. p. 92, line 10To feed the remainder of life with one hour of fulness and freedom!
  705. p. 92, line 11With one brief hour of madness and joy.
  706. p. 92, line 12OUT of the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently to me,
  707. p. 92, line 19I too am part of that ocean my love, we are not so much separated,
  708. p. 92, line 20Behold the great rondure, the cohesion of all, how perfect!
  709. p. 92, line 28I, chanter of Adamic songs,
  710. p. 92, line 32Offspring of my loins.
  711. p. 93, line 10We are also the coarse smut of beasts, vegetables, minerals,
  712. p. 93, line 15We are seas mingling, we are two of those cheerful waves rolling over each other and interwetting each other,
  713. p. 93, line 17We are snow, rain, cold, darkness, we are each product and influence of the globe,
  714. p. 93, line 26So the body of me to all I meet or know.
  715. p. 94, line 3Give me the drench of my passions, give me life coarse and rank,
  716. p. 94, line 5I am for those who believe in loose delights, I share the midnight orgies of young men,
  717. p. 94, line 12I will be more to you than to any of the rest.
  718. 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,
  719. p. 94, line 20I HEARD you solemn-sweet pipes of the organ as last Sunday morn I pass'd the church,
  720. p. 94, line 21Winds of autumn, as I walk'd the woods at dusk I heard your long-stretch'd sighs up above so mournful,
  721. p. 94, line 22I heard the perfect Italian tenor singing at the opera, I heard the soprano in the midst of the quartet singing;
  722. p. 94, line 23Heart of my love! you too I heard murmuring low through one of the wrists around my head,
  723. p. 94, line 24Heard the pulse of you when all was still ringing little bells last night under my ear.
  724. p. 95, line 3I, a child, very old, over waves, towards the house of maternity, the land of migrations, look afar,
  725. p. 95, line 4Look off the shores of my Western sea, the circle almost circled;
  726. p. 95, line 5For starting westward from Hindustan, from the vales of Kashmere,
  727. p. 95, line 15Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass,
  728. p. 95, line 16Be not afraid of my body.
  729. p. 95, line 18In the growth by margins of pond-waters,
  730. p. 95, line 23That the soul of the man I speak for rejoices in comrades,
  731. p. 95, line 24Here by myself away from the clank of the world,
  732. p. 96, line 3Resolv'd to sing no songs to-day but those of manly attachment,
  733. p. 96, line 5Bequeathing hence types of athletic love,
  734. p. 96, line 8To tell the secret of my nights and days,
  735. p. 96, line 9To celebrate the need of comrades.
  736. p. 96, line 10SCENTED herbage of my breast,
  737. p. 96, line 16O slender leaves! O blossoms of my blood! I permit you to tell in your own way of the heart that is under you,
  738. p. 96, line 19Yet you are beautiful to me you faint tinged roots, you make me think of death,
  739. p. 96, line 21O I think it is not for life I am chanting here my chant of lovers, I think it must be for death,
  740. p. 96, line 22For how calm, how solemn it grows to ascend to the atmosphere of lovers,
  741. p. 96, line 24(I am not sure but the high soul of lovers welcomes death most,)
  742. p. 96, line 26Grow up taller sweet leaves that I may see! grow up out of my breast!
  743. p. 97, line 1Do not remain down there so ashamed, herbage of my breast!
  744. p. 97, line 2Come I am determin'd to unbare this broad breast of mine, I have long enough stifled and choked;
  745. p. 97, line 13That you hide in these shifting forms of life, for reasons, and that they are mainly for you,
  746. p. 97, line 15That behind the mask of materials you patiently wait, no matter how long,
  747. p. 97, line 16That you will one day perhaps take control of all,
  748. p. 97, line 17That you will perhaps dissipate this entire show of appearance,
  749. p. 97, line 29The whole past theory of your life and all conformity to the lives around you would have to be abandon'd,
  750. p. 98, line 4Or back of a rock in the open air,
  751. p. 98, line 5(For in any roof'd room of a house I emerge not, nor in company,
  752. p. 98, line 8Or possibly with you sailing at sea, or on the beach of the sea or some quiet island,
  753. p. 98, line 13Where I may feel the throbs of your heart or rest upon your hip,
  754. p. 99, line 4With the love of comrades,
  755. p. 99, line 5With the life-long love of comrades.
  756. p. 99, line 6I will plant companionship thick as trees along all the rivers of America, and along the shores of the great lakes, and all over the prairies,
  757. p. 99, line 8By the love of comrades,
  758. p. 99, line 9By the manly love of comrades.
  759. p. 99, line 14And who but I should be the poet of comrades?)
  760. p. 99, line 23They the spirits of dear friends dead or alive, thicker they come, a great crowd, and I in the middle,
  761. p. 99, line 26Here, lilac, with a branch of pine,
  762. p. 100, line 1Here, out of my pocket, some moss which I pull'd off a live-oak in Florida as it hung trailing down,
  763. p. 100, line 2Here, some pinks and laurel leaves, and a handful of sage,
  764. p. 100, line 5And this, O this shall henceforth be the token of comrades, this calamus-root shall,
  765. p. 100, line 7And twigs of maple and a bunch of wild orange and chestnut,
  766. p. 100, line 8And stems of currants and plum-blows, and the aromatic cedar,
  767. p. 100, line 9These I compass'd around by a thick cloud of spirits,
  768. p. 100, line 13I will give of it, but only to them that love as I myself am capable of loving.
  769. p. 100, line 19Not in the subtle nourishment of the air,
  770. p. 100, line 26Not in the murmurs of my dreams while I sleep,
  771. p. 100, line 27Nor the other murmurs of these incredible dreams of every day,
  772. p. 100, line 28Nor in the limbs and senses of my body that take you and dismiss you continually—not there,
  773. p. 100, line 29Not in any or all of them O adhesiveness! O pulse of my life!
  774. p. 101, line 1OF the terrible doubt of appearances,
  775. p. 101, line 2Of the uncertainty after all, that we may be deluded,
  776. p. 101, line 6The skies of day and night, colors, densities, forms, may-be these are (as doubtless they are) only apparitions, and the real something has yet to be known,
  777. p. 101, line 7(How often they dart out of themselves as if to confound me and mock me!
  778. p. 101, line 8How often I think neither I know, nor any man knows, aught of them,)
  779. 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;
  780. p. 101, line 10To me these and the like of these are curiously answer'd by my lovers, my dear friends,
  781. p. 101, line 14I cannot answer the question of appearances or that of identity beyond the grave,
  782. p. 101, line 16He ahold of my hand has completely satisfied me.
  783. p. 101, line 21At the close of his crowded course.)
  784. p. 102, line 1Stated the lore of Plato, and Socrates greater than Plato,
  785. p. 102, line 6The dear love of man for his comrade, the attraction of friend to friend,
  786. p. 102, line 7Of the well-married husband and wife, of children and parents,
  787. p. 102, line 8Of city for city and land for land.
  788. p. 102, line 10Come, I will take you down underneath this impassive exterior, I will tell you what to say of me,
  789. p. 102, line 11Publish my name and hang up my picture as that of the tenderest lover,
  790. p. 102, line 12The friend the lover's portrait, of whom his friend his lover was fondest,
  791. p. 102, line 13Who was not proud of his songs, but of the measureless ocean of love within him, and freely pour'd it forth,
  792. p. 102, line 14Who often walk'd lonesome walks thinking of his dear friends, his lovers,
  793. p. 102, line 18Who oft as he saunter'd the streets curv'd with his arm the shoulder of his friend, while the arm of his friend rested upon him also.
  794. 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,
  795. p. 103, line 1But the day when I rose at dawn from the bed of perfect health, refresh'd, singing, inhaling the ripe breath of autumn,
  796. p. 103, line 8I heard the hissing rustle of the liquid and sands as directed to me whispering to congratulate me,
  797. p. 103, line 16Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy'd satisfaction?
  798. p. 103, line 18Do you see no further than this façade, this smooth and tolerant manner of me?
  799. p. 104, line 1Breast-sorrel and pinks of love, fingers that wind around tighter than vines,
  800. p. 104, line 2Gushes from the throats of birds hid in the foliage of trees as the sun is risen,
  801. p. 104, line 3Breezes of land and love set from living shores to you on the living sea, to you O sailors!
  802. p. 104, line 7If you bring the warmth of the sun to them they will open and bring form, color, perfume, to you,
  803. p. 104, line 11Not the air delicious and dry, the air of ripe summer, bears lightly along white down-balls of myriads of seeds,
  804. p. 104, line 13Not these, O none of these more than the flames of me, consuming, burning for his love whom I love,
  805. p. 104, line 20O drops of me! trickle, slow drops,
  806. p. 105, line 5CITY of orgies, walks and joys,
  807. p. 105, line 7Not the pageants of you, not your shifting tableaus, your spectacles, repay me,
  808. p. 105, line 8Not the interminable rows of your houses, nor the ships at the wharves,
  809. p. 105, line 11Not those, but as I pass O Manhattan, your frequent and swift flash of eyes offering me love,
  810. p. 105, line 16My brown hands and the silent manner of me without charm;
  811. p. 105, line 18And I on the crossing of the street or on the ship's deck give a kiss in return,
  812. p. 105, line 19We observe that salute of American comrades land and sea,
  813. p. 105, line 23Without any companion it grew there uttering joyous leaves of dark green,
  814. p. 105, line 24And its look, rude, unbending, lusty, made me think of myself,
  815. p. 106, line 1And I broke off a twig with a certain number of leaves upon it, and twined around it a little moss,
  816. p. 106, line 3It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends,
  817. p. 106, line 4(For I believe lately I think of little else than of them,)
  818. p. 106, line 5Yet it remains to me a curious token, it makes me think of manly love;
  819. p. 106, line 10You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me as of a dream,)
  820. p. 106, line 11I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
  821. 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,
  822. p. 106, line 16I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone,
  823. p. 107, line 3(What indeed have I in common with them? or what with the destruction of them?)
  824. p. 107, line 4Only I will establish in the Mannahatta and in every city of these States inland and seaboard,
  825. p. 107, line 7The institution of the dear love of comrades.
  826. p. 107, line 9I demand of it the spiritual corresponding,
  827. p. 107, line 10Demand the most copious and close companionship of men,
  828. p. 107, line 11Demand the blades to rise of words, acts, beings,
  829. p. 107, line 12Those of the open atmosphere, coarse, sunlit, fresh, nutritious,
  830. p. 107, line 14Those with a never-quell'd audacity, those with sweet and lusty flesh clear of taint,
  831. p. 107, line 15Those that look carelessly in the faces of Presidents and governors, as to say Who are you?
  832. p. 107, line 16Those of earth-born passion, simple, never constrain'd, never obedient,
  833. p. 107, line 17Those of inland America.
  834. p. 107, line 18WHEN I peruse the conquer'd fame of heroes and the victories of mighty generals, I do not envy the generals,
  835. p. 107, line 20But when I hear of the brotherhood of lovers, how it was with them,
  836. p. 108, line 15HERE the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting,
  837. p. 108, line 21Nor reminiscence of any deed of courage for America,
  838. p. 109, line 2Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room around the stove late of a winter night, and I unremark'd seated in a corner,
  839. 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,
  840. p. 109, line 4A long while amid the noises of coming and going, of drinking and oath and smutty jest,
  841. p. 109, line 8You on the Mississippi and on all the branches and bayous of the Mississippi!
  842. p. 109, line 16For an athlete is enamour'd of me, and I of him,
  843. p. 109, line 19I DREAM'D in a dream I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the whole of the rest of the earth,
  844. p. 109, line 20I dream'd that was the new city of Friends,
  845. p. 109, line 21Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love, it led the rest,
  846. p. 109, line 22It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city,
  847. p. 110, line 3The splendors of the past day? or the splendor of the night that envelops me?
  848. p. 110, line 4Or the vaunted glory and growth of the great city spread around me?—no;
  849. p. 110, line 5But merely of two simple men I saw to-day on the pier in the midst of the crowd, parting the parting of dear friends,
  850. p. 110, line 9To the man of the Seaside State and of Pennsylvania,
  851. p. 110, line 10To the Kanadian of the north, to the Southerner I love,
  852. p. 110, line 12I believe the main purport of these States is to found a superb friendship, exaltè, previously unknown,
  853. p. 110, line 17Yet out of that I have written these songs.)
  854. p. 110, line 18MANY things to absorb I teach to help you become eleve of mine;
  855. p. 110, line 21Of what use is it that you seek to become eleve of mine?
  856. p. 111, line 2O bride! O wife! more resistless than I can tell, the thought of you!
  857. p. 111, line 5I ascend, I float in the regions of your love O man,
  858. p. 111, line 6O sharer of my roving life.
  859. p. 111, line 22FULL of life now, compact, visible,
  860. p. 111, line 23I, forty years old the eighty-third year of the States,
  861. p. 112, line 1To one a century hence or any number of centuries hence,
  862. p. 112, line 16Who are the groups of old men going slowly with their arms about each other's necks?
  863. p. 112, line 19What myriads of dwellings are they fill'd with dwellers?
  864. p. 112, line 22Banding the bulge of the earth winds the hot equator,
  865. p. 113, line 3I hear in the distance the sounds of children and of animals early in the day,
  866. p. 113, line 4I hear emulous shouts of Australians pursuing the wild horse,
  867. p. 113, line 8I hear of the Italian boat-sculler the musical recitative of old poems,
  868. p. 113, line 9I hear the locusts in Syria as they strike the grain and grass with the showers of their terrible clouds,
  869. p. 113, line 10I hear the Coptic refrain toward sundown, pensively falling on the breast of the black venerable vast mother the Nile,
  870. p. 113, line 11I hear the chirp of the Mexican muleteer, and the bells of the mule,
  871. p. 113, line 12I hear the Arab muezzin calling from the top of the mosque,
  872. p. 113, line 13I hear the Christian priests at the altars of their churches, I hear the responsive base and soprano,
  873. p. 113, line 14I hear the cry of the Cossack, and the sailor's voice putting to sea at Okotsk,
  874. p. 113, line 15I hear the wheeze of the slave-coffle as the slaves march on, as the husky gangs pass on by twos and threes, fasten'd together with wrist-chains and ankle-chains,
  875. p. 113, line 17I hear the rhythmic myths of the Greeks, and the strong legends of the Romans,
  876. p. 113, line 18I hear the tale of the divine life and bloody death of the beautiful God the Christ,
  877. p. 113, line 23I see diminute farms, hamlets, ruins, graveyards, jails, factories, palaces, hovels, huts of barbarians, tents of nomads upon the surface,
  878. p. 114, line 2I see the curious rapid change of the light and shade,
  879. p. 114, line 3I see distant lands, as real and near to the inhabitants of them as my land is to me.
  880. p. 114, line 5I see mountain peaks, I see the sierras of Andes where they range,
  881. p. 114, line 7I see the giant pinnacles of Elbruz, Kazbek, Bazardjusi,
  882. p. 114, line 10I see Vesuvius and Etna, the mountains of the Moon, and the Red mountains of Madagascar,
  883. p. 114, line 13I see the superior oceans and the inferior ones, the Atlantic and Pacific, the sea of Mexico, the Brazilian sea, and the sea of Peru,
  884. p. 114, line 14The waters of Hindustan, the China sea, and the gulf of Guinea,
  885. p. 114, line 15The Japan waters, the beautiful bay of Nagasaki land-lock'd in its mountains,
  886. p. 114, line 16The spread of the Baltic, Caspian, Bothnia, the British shores, and the bay of Biscay,
  887. p. 114, line 17The clear-sunn'd Mediterranean, and from one to another of its islands,
  888. p. 114, line 19I behold the mariners of the world,
  889. p. 114, line 22I behold the sail and steamships of the world, some in clusters in port, some on their voyages,
  890. p. 114, line 23Some double the cape of Storms, some cape Verde, others capes Guardafui, Bon, or Bajadore,
  891. p. 114, line 24Others Dondra head, others pass the straits of Sunda, others cape Lopatka, others Behring's straits,
  892. p. 114, line 25Others cape Horn, others sail the gulf of Mexico or along Cuba or Hayti, others Hudson's bay or Baffin's bay,
  893. p. 114, line 26Others pass the straits of Dover, others enter the Wash, others the firth of Solway, others round cape Clear, others the Land's End,
  894. p. 115, line 6Others wait steam'd up ready to start in the ports of Australia,
  895. p. 115, line 9I see the tracks of the railroads of the earth,
  896. p. 115, line 12I see the electric telegraphs of the earth,
  897. p. 115, line 13I see the filaments of the news of the wars, deaths, losses, gains, passions, of my race.
  898. p. 115, line 14I see the long river-stripes of the earth,
  899. p. 115, line 16I see the four great rivers of China, the Amour, the Yellow River, the Yiang-tse, and the Pearl,
  900. p. 115, line 18I see the windings of the Volga, the Dnieper, the Oder,
  901. p. 115, line 20I see the Greek seaman sailing out of Egina bay.
  902. p. 115, line 21I see the site of the old empire of Assyria, and that of Persia, and that of India,
  903. p. 115, line 22I see the falling of the Ganges over the high rim of Saukara.
  904. p. 115, line 23I see the place of the idea of the Deity incarnated by avatars in human forms,
  905. p. 115, line 24I see the spots of the successions of priests on the earth, oracles, sacrificers, brahmins, sabians, llamas, monks, muftis, exhorters,
  906. p. 115, line 25I see where druids walk'd the groves of Mona, I see the mistletoe and vervain,
  907. p. 115, line 26I see the temples of the deaths of the bodies of Gods, I see the old signifiers.
  908. p. 116, line 1I see Christ eating the bread of his last supper in the midst of youths and old persons,
  909. p. 116, line 3I see the place of the innocent rich life and hapless fate of the beautiful nocturnal son, the full-limb'd Bacchus,
  910. p. 116, line 4I see Kneph, blooming, drest in blue, with the crown of feathers on his head,
  911. p. 116, line 8I see the battle-fields of the earth, grass grows upon them and blossoms and corn,
  912. p. 116, line 9I see the tracks of ancient and modern expeditions.
  913. p. 116, line 10I see the nameless masonries, venerable messages of the unknown events, heroes, records of the earth.
  914. p. 116, line 11I see the places of the sagas,
  915. p. 116, line 14I see the burial-cairns of Scandinavian warriors,
  916. p. 116, line 15I see them raised high with stones by the marge of restless oceans, that the dead men's spirits when they wearied of their quiet graves might rise up through the mounds and gaze on the tossing billows, and be refresh'd by storms, immensity, liberty, action.
  917. p. 116, line 16I see the steppes of Asia,
  918. p. 116, line 17I see the tumuli of Mongolia, I see the tents of Kalmucks and Baskirs,
  919. p. 116, line 18I see the nomadic tribes with herds of oxen and cows,
  920. p. 116, line 21I see the highlands of Abyssinia,
  921. p. 116, line 22I see flocks of goats feeding, and see the fig-tree, tamarind, date,
  922. p. 116, line 23And see fields of teff-wheat and places of verdure and gold.
  923. p. 117, line 3I see the Wacho crossing the plains, I see the incomparable rider of horses with his lasso on his arm,
  924. p. 117, line 4I see over the pampas the pursuit of wild cattle for their hides.
  925. p. 117, line 5I see the regions of snow and ice,
  926. p. 117, line 9I see the porpoise-hunters, I see the whale-crews of the south Pacific and the north Atlantic,
  927. p. 117, line 10I see the cliffs, glaciers, torrents, valleys, of Switzerland—I mark the long winters and the isolation.
  928. p. 117, line 11I see the cities of the earth and make myself at random a part of them,
  929. p. 117, line 13I am a habitan of Vienna, St. Petersburg, Berlin, Constantinople,
  930. p. 117, line 14I am of Adelaide, Sidney, Melbourne,
  931. p. 117, line 15I am of London, Manchester, Bristol, Edinburgh, Limerick,
  932. p. 117, line 16I am of Madrid, Cadiz, Barcelona, Oporto, Lyons, Brussels, Berne, Frankfort, Stuttgart, Turin, Florence,
  933. p. 117, line 23I see the swarms of Pekin, Canton, Benares, Delhi, Calcutta, Tokio,
  934. p. 117, line 26I see the picturesque crowds at the fairs of Khiva and those of Herat,
  935. p. 118, line 2I look on chisell'd histories, records of conquering kings, dynasties, cut in slabs of sand-stone, or on granite-blocks,
  936. p. 118, line 5I see all the menials of the earth, laboring,
  937. p. 118, line 7I see the defective human bodies of the earth,
  938. p. 118, line 9The pirates, thieves, betrayers, murderers, slave-makers of the earth,
  939. p. 118, line 12I see the serene brotherhood of philosophs,
  940. p. 118, line 13I see the constructiveness of my race,
  941. p. 118, line 14I see the results of the perseverance and industry of my race,
  942. p. 118, line 16And I salute all the inhabitants of the earth.
  943. p. 118, line 18You daughter or son of England!
  944. p. 118, line 19You of the mighty Slavic tribes and empires! you Russ in Russia!
  945. p. 118, line 22You Spaniard of Spain! you Portuguese!
  946. p. 118, line 23You Frenchwoman and Frenchman of France!
  947. p. 118, line 24You Belge! you liberty-lover of the Netherlands! (you stock whence I myself have descended;)
  948. p. 118, line 25You sturdy Austrian! you Lombard! Hun! Bohemian! farmer of Styria!
  949. p. 118, line 26You neighbor of the Danube!
  950. p. 118, line 27You working-man of the Rhine, the Elbe, or the Weser! you working-woman too!
  951. p. 119, line 3You Chinaman and Chinawoman of China! you Tartar of Tartary!
  952. p. 119, line 4You women of the earth subordinated at your tasks!
  953. p. 119, line 7You thoughtful Armenian pondering by some stream of the Euphrates! you peering amid the ruins of Nineveh! you ascending mount Ararat!
  954. p. 119, line 8You foot-worn pilgrim welcoming the far-away sparkle of the minarets of Mecca!
  955. p. 119, line 10You olive-grower tending your fruit on fields of Nazareth, Damascus, or lake Tiberias!
  956. p. 119, line 11You Thibet trader on the wide inland or bargaining in the shops of Lassa!
  957. p. 119, line 13All you continentals of Asia, Africa, Europe, Australia, indifferent of place!
  958. p. 119, line 14All you on the numberless islands of the archipelagoes of the sea!
  959. p. 119, line 15And you of centuries hence when you listen to me!
  960. p. 119, line 18Each of us inevitable,
  961. p. 119, line 19Each of us limitless—each of us with his or her right upon the earth,
  962. p. 119, line 20Each of us allow'd the eternal purports of the earth,
  963. p. 119, line 21Each of us here as divinely as any is here.
  964. p. 119, line 24You human forms with the fathomless ever-impressive countenances of brutes!
  965. p. 119, line 25You poor koboo whom the meanest of the rest look down upon for all your glimmering language and spirituality!
  966. p. 120, line 4You benighted roamer of Amazonia! you Patagonian! you Feejeeman!
  967. p. 120, line 14I have run through what any river or strait of the globe has run through,
  968. p. 120, line 15I have taken my stand on the bases of peninsulas and on the high embedded rocks, to cry thence:
  969. p. 120, line 22For all the haunts and homes of men.
  970. p. 121, line 11I swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them,
  971. p. 121, line 15Here the profound lesson of reception, nor preference nor denial,
  972. p. 121, line 17The birth, the hasting after the physician, the beggar's tramp, the drunkard's stagger, the laughing party of mechanics,
  973. p. 121, line 19The early market-man, the hearse, the moving of furniture into the town, the return back from the town,
  974. p. 121, line 27You flagg'd walks of the cities! you strong curbs at the edges!
  975. p. 121, line 28You ferries! you planks and posts of wharves! you timber-lined sides! you distant ships!
  976. p. 122, line 1You rows of houses! you window-pierc'd façades! you roofs!
  977. p. 122, line 5You gray stones of interminable pavements! you trodden crossings!
  978. p. 122, line 11The cheerful voice of the public road, the gay fresh sentiment of the road.
  979. p. 122, line 22From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines,
  980. p. 122, line 26Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.
  981. p. 123, line 1I inhale great draughts of space,
  982. p. 123, line 13Now if a thousand beautiful forms of women appear'd it would not astonish me.
  983. p. 123, line 14Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons,
  984. p. 123, line 17(Such a deed seizes upon the hearts of the whole race of men,
  985. p. 123, line 18Its effusion of strength and will overwhelms law and mocks all authority and all argument against it.)
  986. p. 123, line 19Here is the test of wisdom,
  987. p. 123, line 22Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof,
  988. p. 123, line 24Is the certainty of the reality and immortality of things, and the excellence of things;
  989. p. 123, line 25Something there is in the float of the sight of things that provokes it out of the soul.
  990. p. 124, line 3The past, the future, majesty, love—if they are vacant of you, you are vacant of them.
  991. p. 124, line 4Only the kernel of every object nourishes;
  992. p. 124, line 9Do you know the talk of those turning eye-balls?
  993. p. 124, line 10Here is the efflux of the soul,
  994. p. 124, line 11The efflux of the soul comes from within through embower'd gates, ever provoking questions,
  995. p. 124, line 14Why when they leave me do my pennants of joy sink flat and lank?
  996. p. 124, line 21The efflux of the soul is happiness, here is happiness,
  997. p. 124, line 25The fluid and attaching character is the freshness and sweetness of man and woman,
  998. p. 124, line 26(The herbs of the morning sprout no fresher and sweeter every day out of the roots of themselves, than it sprouts fresh and sweet continually out of itself.)
  999. p. 125, line 1Toward the fluid and attaching character exudes the sweat of the love of young and old,
  1000. p. 125, line 3Toward it heaves the shuddering longing ache of contact.
  1001. p. 125, line 25Come not here if you have already spent the best of yourself,
  1002. p. 126, line 9You shall be treated to the ironical smiles and mockings of those who remain behind you,
  1003. p. 126, line 10What beckonings of love you receive you shall only answer with passionate kisses of parting,
  1004. p. 126, line 11You shall not allow the hold of those who spread their reach'd hands toward you.
  1005. p. 126, line 14Enjoyers of calms of seas and storms of seas,
  1006. p. 126, line 15Sailors of many a ship, walkers of many a mile of land,
  1007. p. 126, line 16Habituès of many distant countries, habituès of far-distant dwellings,
  1008. p. 126, line 17Trusters of men and women, observers of cities, solitary toilers,
  1009. p. 126, line 18Pausers and contemplators of tufts, blossoms, shells of the shore,
  1010. p. 126, line 19Dancers at wedding-dances, kissers of brides, tender helpers of children, bearers of children,
  1011. p. 126, line 20Soldiers of revolts, standers by gaping graves, lowerers-down of coffins,
  1012. p. 126, line 26Journeyers with their own sublime old age of manhood or womanhood,
  1013. p. 126, line 27Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe,
  1014. p. 126, line 28Old age, flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death.
  1015. p. 127, line 2To undergo much, tramps of days, rests of nights,
  1016. p. 127, line 4Again to merge them in the start of superior journeys,
  1017. p. 127, line 9To see no possession but you may possess it, enjoying all without labor or purchase, abstracting the feast yet not abstracting one particle of it,
  1018. p. 127, line 10To take the best of the farmer's farm and the rich man's elegant villa, and the chaste blessings of the well-married couple, and the fruits of orchards and flowers of gardens,
  1019. p. 127, line 11To take to your use out of the compact cities as you pass through,
  1020. p. 127, line 13To gather the minds of men out of their brains as you encounter them, to gather the love out of their hearts,
  1021. p. 127, line 16All parts away for the progress of souls,
  1022. p. 127, line 17All religion, all solid things, arts, governments—all that was or is apparent upon this globe or any globe, falls into niches and corners before the procession of souls along the grand roads of the universe.
  1023. p. 127, line 18Of the progress of the souls of men and women along the grand roads of the universe, all other progress is the needed emblem and sustenance.
  1024. p. 128, line 3Out of the dark confinement! out from behind the screen!
  1025. p. 128, line 6Through the laughter, dancing, dining, supping, of people,
  1026. p. 128, line 7Inside of dresses and ornaments, inside of those wash'd and trimm'd faces,
  1027. p. 128, line 10Another self, a duplicate of every one, skulking and hiding it goes,
  1028. p. 128, line 11Formless and wordless through the streets of the cities, polite and bland in the parlors,
  1029. p. 128, line 12In the cars of railroads, in steamboats, in the public assembly,
  1030. p. 128, line 13Home to the houses of men and women, at the table, in the bedroom, everywhere,
  1031. p. 128, line 16Keeping fair with the customs, speaking not a syllable of itself,
  1032. p. 128, line 17Speaking of any thing else but never of itself.
  1033. 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.
  1034. p. 128, line 23My call is the call of battle, I nourish active rebellion,
  1035. p. 129, line 3Let the school stand! mind not the cry of the teacher!
  1036. p. 129, line 11Clouds of the west—sun there half an hour high—I see you also face to face.
  1037. p. 129, line 12Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes, how curious you are to me!
  1038. p. 129, line 15The impalpable sustenance of me from all things at all hours of the day,
  1039. p. 129, line 16The simple, compact, well-join'd scheme, myself disintegrated, every one disintegrated yet part of the scheme,
  1040. p. 129, line 17The similitudes of the past and those of the future,
  1041. p. 129, line 21The certainty of others, the life, love, sight, hearing of others.
  1042. p. 129, line 22Others will enter the gates of the ferry and cross from shore to shore,
  1043. p. 130, line 1Others will watch the run of the flood-tide,
  1044. p. 130, line 2Others will see the shipping of Manhattan north and west, and the heights of Brooklyn to the south and east,
  1045. p. 130, line 6Will enjoy the sunset, the pouring-in of the flood-tide, the falling-back to the sea of the ebb-tide.
  1046. p. 130, line 8I am with you, you men and women of a generation, or ever so many generations hence,
  1047. p. 130, line 10Just as any of you is one of a living crowd, I was one of a crowd,
  1048. p. 130, line 11Just as you are refresh'd by the gladness of the river and the bright flow, I was refresh'd,
  1049. p. 130, line 13Just as you look on the numberless masts of ships and the thick-stemm'd pipes of steamboats, I look'd.
  1050. p. 130, line 14I too many and many a time cross'd the river of old,
  1051. p. 130, line 16Saw how the glistening yellow lit up parts of their bodies and left the rest in strong shadow,
  1052. p. 130, line 18Saw the reflection of the summer sky in the water,
  1053. p. 130, line 19Had my eyes dazzled by the shimmering track of beams,
  1054. p. 130, line 20Look'd at the fine centrifugal spokes of light round the shape of my head in the sunlit water,
  1055. p. 130, line 25Saw the white sails of schooners and sloops, saw the ships at anchor,
  1056. p. 130, line 27The round masts, the swinging motion of the hulls, the slender serpentine pennants,
  1057. p. 131, line 1The white wake left by the passage, the quick tremulous whirl of the wheels,
  1058. p. 131, line 2The flags of all nations, the falling of them at sunset,
  1059. p. 131, line 4The stretch afar growing dimmer and dimmer, the gray walls of the granite storehouses by the docks,
  1060. p. 131, line 7Casting their flicker of black contrasted with wild red and yellow light over the tops of houses, and down into the clefts of streets.
  1061. p. 131, line 14What is the count of the scores or hundreds of years between us?
  1062. p. 131, line 16I too lived, Brooklyn of ample hills was mine,
  1063. p. 131, line 17I too walk'd the streets of Manhattan island, and bathed in the waters around it,
  1064. p. 131, line 19In the day among crowds of people sometimes they came upon me,
  1065. p. 131, line 23That I was I knew was of my body, and what I should be I knew I should be of my body.
  1066. p. 132, line 5I too knitted the old knot of contrariety,
  1067. p. 132, line 11Refusals, hates, postponements, meanness, laziness, none of these wanting,
  1068. p. 132, line 12Was one with the rest, the days and haps of the rest,
  1069. p. 132, line 13Was call'd by my nighest name by clear loud voices of young men as they saw me approaching or passing,
  1070. p. 132, line 14Felt their arms on my neck as I stood, or the negligent leaning of their flesh against me as I sat,
  1071. p. 132, line 21What thought you have of me now, I had as much of you—I laid in my stores in advance,
  1072. p. 132, line 22I consider'd long and seriously of you before you were born.
  1073. p. 132, line 27River and sunset and scallop-edg'd waves of flood-tide?
  1074. p. 133, line 9Gorgeous clouds of the sunset! drench with your splendor me, or the men and women generations after me!
  1075. p. 133, line 10Cross from shore to shore, countless crowds of passengers!
  1076. p. 133, line 11Stand up, tall masts of Mannahatta! stand up, beautiful hills of Brooklyn!
  1077. p. 133, line 13Suspend here and everywhere, eternal float of solution!
  1078. p. 133, line 15Sound out, voices of young men! loudly and musically call me by my nighest name!
  1079. p. 133, line 22Diverge, fine spokes of light, from the shape of my head, or any one's head, in the sunlit water!
  1080. p. 133, line 24Flaunt away, flags of all nations! be duly lower'd at sunset!
  1081. p. 133, line 25Burn high your fires, foundry chimneys! cast black shadows at nightfall! cast red and yellow light over the tops of the houses!
  1082. p. 134, line 14NOW list to my morning's romanza, I tell the signs of the Answerer,
  1083. p. 134, line 17How shall the young man know the whether and when of his brother?
  1084. p. 135, line 9He puts to-day out of himself with plasticity and love,
  1085. p. 135, line 18He has the pass-key of hearts, to him the response of the prying of hands on the knobs.
  1086. p. 135, line 19His welcome is universal, the flow of beauty is not more welcome or universal than he is,
  1087. p. 136, line 14The English believe he comes of their English stock,
  1088. p. 136, line 19The gentleman of perfect blood acknowledges his perfect blood,
  1089. p. 136, line 20The insulter, the prostitute, the angry person, the beggar, see themselves in the ways of him, he strangely transmutes them,
  1090. p. 136, line 22The indications and tally of time,
  1091. p. 137, line 2What always indicates the poet is the crowd of the pleasant company of singers, and their words,
  1092. p. 137, line 3The words of the singers are the hours or minutes of the light or dark, but the words of the maker of poems are the general light and dark,
  1093. p. 137, line 4The maker of poems settles justice, reality, immortality,
  1094. p. 137, line 6He is the glory and extract thus far of things and of the human race.
  1095. p. 137, line 8The singers are welcom'd, understood, appear often enough, but rare has the day been, likewise the spot, of the birth of the maker of poems, the Answerer,
  1096. p. 137, line 10The singers of successive hours of centuries may have ostensible names, but the name of each of them is one of the singers,
  1097. p. 137, line 11The name of each is, eye-singer, ear-singer, head-singer, sweet-singer, night-singer, parlor-singer, love-singer, weird-singer, or something else.
  1098. p. 137, line 12All this time and at all times wait the words of true poems,
  1099. p. 137, line 13The words of true poems do not merely please,
  1100. p. 137, line 14The true poets are not followers of beauty but the august masters of beauty;
  1101. p. 137, line 15The greatness of sons is the exuding of the greatness of mothers and fathers,
  1102. p. 137, line 16The words of true poems are the tuft and final applause of science.
  1103. p. 137, line 17Divine instinct, breadth of vision, the law of reason, health, rudeness of body, withdrawnness,
  1104. p. 137, line 18Gayety, sun-tan, air-sweetness, such are some of the words of poems.
  1105. p. 137, line 19The sailor and traveler underlie the maker of poems, the Answerer,
  1106. p. 137, line 20The builder, geometer, chemist, anatomist, phrenologist, artist, all these underlie the maker of poems, the Answerer.
  1107. p. 137, line 21The words of the true poems give you more than poems,
  1108. p. 138, line 5Whom they take they take into space to behold the birth of stars, to learn one of the meanings,
  1109. p. 138, line 8Always Florida's green peninsula—always the priceless delta of Louisiana—always the cotton-fields of Alabama and Texas,
  1110. p. 138, line 9Always California's golden hills and hollows, and the silver mountains of New Mexico—always soft-breath'd Cuba,
  1111. p. 138, line 11The area the eighty-third year of these States, the three and a half millions of square miles,
  1112. p. 138, line 12The eighteen thousand miles of sea-coast and bay-coast on the main, the thirty thousand miles of river navigation,
  1113. p. 138, line 13The seven millions of distinct families and the same number of dwellings—always these, and more, branching forth into numberless branches,
  1114. p. 138, line 14Always the free range and diversity—always the continent of Democracy;
  1115. p. 139, line 1On interior rivers by night in the glare of pine knots, steamboats wooding up,
  1116. p. 139, line 2Sunlight by day on the valley of the Susquehanna, and on the valleys of the Potomac and Rappahannock, and the valleys of the Roanoke and Delaware,
  1117. p. 139, line 3In their northerly wilds beasts of prey haunting the Adirondacks the hills, or lapping the Saginaw waters to drink,
  1118. p. 139, line 10In primitive woods the sounds there also sounding, the howl of the wolf, the scream of the panther, and the hoarse bellow of the elk,
  1119. p. 139, line 11In winter beneath the hard blue ice of Moosehead lake, in summer visible through the clear waters, the great trout swimming,
  1120. p. 139, line 13Below, the red cedar festoon'd with tylandria, the pines and cypresses growing out of the white sand that spreads far and flat,
  1121. p. 139, line 16The camp of Georgia wagoners just after dark, the supper-fires and the cooking and eating by whites and negroes,
  1122. p. 139, line 18The shadows, gleams, up under the leaves of the old sycamore-trees, the flames with the black smoke from the pitch-pine curling and rising;
  1123. p. 139, line 19Southern fishermen fishing, the sounds and inlets of North Carolina's coast, the shad-fishery and the herring-fishery, the large sweep-seines, the windlasses on shore work'd by horses, the clearing, curing, and packing-houses;
  1124. p. 140, line 4On rivers boatmen safely moor'd at nightfall in their boats under shelter of high banks,
  1125. p. 140, line 5Some of the younger men dance to the sound of the banjo or fiddle, others sit on the gunwale smoking and talking;
  1126. p. 140, line 8Northward, young men of Mannahatta, the target company from an excursion returning home at evening, the musket-muzzles all bear bunches of flowers presented by women;
  1127. p. 140, line 10The scout riding on horseback over the plains west of the Mississippi, he ascends a knoll and sweeps his eyes around;
  1128. p. 140, line 14In arriere the peace-talk with the Iroquois the aborigines, the calumet, the pipe of good-will, arbitration, and indorsement,
  1129. p. 140, line 16The drama of the scalp-dance enacted with painted faces and guttural exclamations,
  1130. p. 140, line 17The setting out of the war-party, the long and stealthy march,
  1131. p. 140, line 18The single file, the swinging hatchets, the surprise and slaughter of enemies;
  1132. p. 140, line 19All the acts, scenes, ways, persons, attitudes of these States, reminiscences, institutions,
  1133. p. 140, line 20All these States compact, every square mile of these States without excepting a particle;
  1134. p. 141, line 1Observing the spiral flight of two little yellow butterflies shuffling between each other, ascending high in the air,
  1135. p. 141, line 2The darting swallow, the destroyer of insects, the fall traveler southward but returning northward early in the spring,
  1136. p. 141, line 3The country boy at the close of the day driving the herd of cows and shouting to them as they loiter to browse by the roadside,
  1137. p. 141, line 7The setting summer sun shining in my open window, showing the swarm of flies, suspended, balancing in the air in the centre of the room, darting athwart, up and down, casting swift shadows in specks on the opposite wall where the shine is;
  1138. p. 141, line 8The athletic American matron speaking in public to crowds of listeners,
  1139. p. 141, line 9Males, females, immigrants, combinations, the copiousness, the individuality of the States, each for itself—the moneymakers,
  1140. p. 141, line 11The certainty of space, increase, freedom, futurity,
  1141. 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,
  1142. p. 141, line 14Southward there, I screaming, with wings slow flapping, with the myriads of gulls wintering along the coasts of Florida,
  1143. p. 141, line 15Otherways there atwixt the banks of the Arkansaw, the Rio Grande, the Nueces, the Brazos, the Tombigbee, the Red River, the Saskatchawan or the Osage, I with the spring waters laughing and skipping and running,
  1144. p. 141, line 16Northward, on the sands, on some shallow bay of Paumanok, I with parties of snowy herons wading in the wet to seek worms and aquatic plants,
  1145. p. 141, line 18The migrating flock of wild geese alighting in autumn to refresh themselves, the body of the flock feed, the sentinels outside move around with erect heads watching, and are from time to time reliev'd by other sentinels—and I feeding and taking turns with the rest,
  1146. p. 142, line 3And I too of the Mannahatta, singing thereof—and no less in myself than the whole of the Mannahatta in itself,
  1147. 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;
  1148. p. 142, line 5Nativities, climates, the grass of the great pastoral Plains,
  1149. 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?
  1150. p. 142, line 9How can I but as here chanting, invite you for yourself to collect bouquets of the incomparable feuillage of these States?
  1151. p. 142, line 11Full of music—full of manhood, womanhood, infancy!
  1152. p. 142, line 12Full of common employments—full of grain and trees.
  1153. p. 142, line 13O for the voices of animals—O for the swiftness and balance of fishes!
  1154. p. 142, line 14O for the dropping of raindrops in a song!
  1155. p. 142, line 15O for the sunshine and motion of waves in a song!
  1156. p. 142, line 16O the joy of my spirit—it is uncaged—it darts like lightning!
  1157. p. 142, line 18I will have thousands of globes and all time.
  1158. p. 142, line 20To hear the hiss of steam, the merry shriek, the steam-whistle, the laughing locomotive!
  1159. p. 143, line 2The leaves and flowers of the commonest weeds, the moist fresh stillness of the woods,
  1160. p. 143, line 3The exquisite smell of the earth at daybreak, and all through the forenoon.
  1161. p. 143, line 7I hear the alarm at dead of night,
  1162. p. 143, line 9The sight of the flames maddens me with pleasure.
  1163. p. 143, line 10O the joy of the strong-brawn'd fighter, towering in the arena in perfect condition, conscious of power, thirsting to meet his opponent.
  1164. p. 143, line 11O the joy of that vast elemental sympathy which only the human soul is capable of generating and emitting in steady and limitless floods.
  1165. p. 143, line 14O the joy of increase, growth, recuperation,
  1166. p. 143, line 15The joy of soothing and pacifying, the joy of concord and harmony.
  1167. p. 143, line 23The work of fishermen, the work of the eel-fisher and clam-fisher;
  1168. p. 143, line 25Is the tide out? I join the group of clam-diggers on the flats,
  1169. p. 144, line 2Behold me well-clothed going gayly or returning in the afternoon, my brood of tough boys accompanying me,
  1170. 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,
  1171. p. 144, line 6O the sweetness of the Fifth-month morning upon the water as I row just before sunrise toward the buoys,
  1172. p. 144, line 7I pull the wicker pots up slantingly, the dark green lobsters are desperate with their claws as I take them out, I insert wooden pegs in the joints of their pincers,
  1173. p. 144, line 9There in a huge kettle of boiling water the lobsters shall be boil'd till their color becomes scarlet.
  1174. p. 144, line 12Another time fishing for rock-fish in Chesapeake bay, I one of the brown-faced crew;
  1175. p. 144, line 14My left foot is on the gunwale, my right arm throws far out the coils of slender rope,
  1176. p. 144, line 15In sight around me the quick veering and darting of fifty skiffs, my companions.
  1177. p. 144, line 19The little huts on the rafts, and the stream of smoke when they cook supper at evening.
  1178. p. 145, line 4O to resume the joys of the soldier!
  1179. p. 145, line 5To feel the presence of a brave commanding officer—to feel his sympathy!
  1180. p. 145, line 6To behold his calmness—to be warm'd in the rays of his smile!
  1181. p. 145, line 8To hear the crash of artillery—to see the glittering of the bayonets and musket-barrels in the sun!
  1182. p. 145, line 10To taste the savage taste of blood—to be so devilish!
  1183. p. 145, line 11To gloat so over the wounds and deaths of the enemy.
  1184. p. 145, line 24He gives one convulsive leap in the centre of the circle, and then falls flat and still in the bloody foam.
  1185. p. 145, line 25O the old manhood of me, my noblest joy of all!
  1186. p. 145, line 27My largeness, calmness, majesty, out of the long stretch of my life.
  1187. p. 145, line 28O ripen'd joy of womanhood! O happiness at last!
  1188. p. 146, line 1I am more than eighty years of age, I am the most venerable mother,
  1189. p. 146, line 3What attractions are these beyond any before? what bloom more than the bloom of youth?
  1190. p. 146, line 4What beauty is this that descends upon me and rises out of me?
  1191. p. 146, line 6To inflate the chest, to roll the thunder of the voice out from the ribs and throat,
  1192. p. 146, line 9O the joy of my soul leaning pois'd on itself, receiving identity through materials and loving them, observing characters and absorbing them,
  1193. p. 146, line 11The real life of my senses and flesh transcending my senses and flesh,
  1194. p. 146, line 17To rise at peep of day and pass forth nimbly to work,
  1195. p. 146, line 24The plenteousness of all, that there are no bounds,
  1196. p. 146, line 25To emerge and be of the sky, of the sun and moon and flying clouds, as one with them.
  1197. p. 146, line 26O the joy of a manly self-hood!
  1198. p. 147, line 3To speak with a full and sonorous voice out of a broad chest,
  1199. p. 147, line 4To confront with your personality all the other personalities of the earth.
  1200. p. 147, line 5Know'st thou the excellent joys of youth?
  1201. p. 147, line 6Joys of the dear companions and of the merry word and laughing face?
  1202. p. 147, line 7Joy of the glad light-beaming day, joy of the wide-breath'd games?
  1203. p. 147, line 8Joy of sweet music, joy of the lighted ball-room and the dancers?
  1204. p. 147, line 9Joy of the plenteous dinner, strong carouse and drinking?
  1205. p. 147, line 11Know'st thou the joys of pensive thought?
  1206. p. 147, line 12Joys of the free and lonesome heart, the tender, gloomy heart?
  1207. p. 147, line 13Joys of the solitary walk, the spirit bow'd yet proud, the suffering and the struggle?
  1208. p. 147, line 14The agonistic throes, the ecstasies, joys of the solemn musings day or night?
  1209. p. 147, line 15Joys of the thought of Death, the great spheres Time and Space?
  1210. p. 147, line 16Prophetic joys of better, loftier love's ideals, the divine wife, the sweet, eternal, perfect comrade?
  1211. p. 147, line 18O while I live to be the ruler of life, not a slave,
  1212. p. 147, line 21To these proud laws of the air, the water and the ground, proving my interior soul impregnable,
  1213. p. 147, line 22And nothing exterior shall ever take command of me.
  1214. p. 147, line 23For not life's joys alone I sing, repeating—the joy of death!
  1215. p. 147, line 24The beautiful touch of Death, soothing and benumbing a few moments, for reasons,
  1216. p. 147, line 27My voided body nothing more to me, returning to the purifications, further offices, eternal uses of the earth.
  1217. p. 147, line 29How it is I know not—yet behold! the something which obeys none of the rest,
  1218. p. 148, line 4To mount the scaffold, to advance to the muzzles of guns with perfect nonchalance!
  1219. p. 148, line 8To leave the tiresome sameness of the streets, the sidewalks and the houses,
  1220. p. 148, line 11O to have life henceforth a poem of new joys!
  1221. p. 148, line 13To be a sailor of the world bound for all ports,
  1222. p. 148, line 15A swift and swelling ship full of rich words, full of joys.
  1223. p. 148, line 22Strong shapes and attributes of strong shapes, masculine trades, sights and sounds,
  1224. p. 148, line 23Long varied train of an emblem, dabs of music,
  1225. p. 148, line 24Fingers of the organist skipping staccato over the keys of the great organ.
  1226. p. 148, line 26Welcome are lands of pine and oak,
  1227. p. 148, line 27Welcome are lands of the lemon and fig,
  1228. p. 148, line 28Welcome are lands of gold,
  1229. p. 149, line 1Welcome are lands of wheat and maize, welcome those of the grape,
  1230. p. 149, line 2Welcome are lands of sugar and rice,
  1231. p. 149, line 3Welcome the cotton-lands, welcome those of the white potato and sweet potato,
  1232. p. 149, line 5Welcome the rich borders of rivers, table-lands, openings,
  1233. p. 149, line 6Welcome the measureless grazing-lands, welcome the teeming soil of orchards, flax, honey, hemp;
  1234. p. 149, line 8Lands rich as lands of gold or wheat and fruit lands,
  1235. p. 149, line 9Lands of mines, lands of the manly and rugged ores,
  1236. p. 149, line 10Lands of coal, copper, lead, tin, zinc,
  1237. p. 149, line 11Lands of iron—lands of the make of the axe.
  1238. p. 149, line 14The irregular tapping of rain down on the leaves after the storm is lull'd,
  1239. p. 149, line 15The wailing and moaning at intervals, the thought of the sea,
  1240. p. 149, line 16The thought of ships struck in the storm and put on their beam ends, and the cutting away of masts,
  1241. p. 149, line 17The sentiment of the huge timbers of old-fashion'd houses and barns,
  1242. p. 149, line 18The remember'd print or narrative, the voyage at a venture of men, families, goods,
  1243. p. 149, line 19The disembarkation, the founding of a new city,
  1244. p. 149, line 20The voyage of those who sought a New England and found it, the outset anywhere,
  1245. p. 149, line 21The settlements of the Arkansas, Colorado, Ottawa, Willamette,
  1246. p. 149, line 23The beauty of all adventurous and daring persons,
  1247. p. 149, line 24The beauty of wood-boys and wood-men with their clear untrimm'd faces,
  1248. p. 149, line 25The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves,
  1249. p. 149, line 26The American contempt for statutes and ceremonies, the boundless impatience of restraint,
  1250. p. 149, line 27The loose drift of character, the inkling through random types, the solidification;
  1251. p. 150, line 1Lumbermen in their winter camp, daybreak in the woods, stripes of snow on the limbs of trees, the occasional snapping,
  1252. p. 150, line 2The glad clear sound of one's own voice, the merry song, the natural life of the woods, the strong day's work,
  1253. p. 150, line 3The blazing fire at night, the sweet taste of supper, the talk, the bed of hemlock-boughs and the bear-skin;
  1254. p. 150, line 6The hoist-up of beams, the push of them in their places, laying them regular,
  1255. p. 150, line 8The blows of mallets and hammers, the attitudes of the men, their curv'd limbs,
  1256. p. 150, line 16The crowded line of masons with trowels in their right hands rapidly laying the long side-wall, two hundred feet from front to rear,
  1257. p. 150, line 17The flexible rise and fall of backs, the continual click of the trowels striking the bricks,
  1258. p. 150, line 18The bricks one after another each laid so workmanlike in its place, and set with a knock of the trowel-handle,
  1259. p. 150, line 19The piles of materials, the mortar on the mortar-boards, and the steady replenishing by the hod-men;
  1260. p. 150, line 20Spar-makers in the spar-yard, the swarming row of well-grown apprentices,
  1261. p. 150, line 21The swing of their axes on the square-hew'd log shaping it toward the shape of a mast,
  1262. p. 150, line 22The brisk short crackle of the steel driven slantingly into the pine,
  1263. p. 150, line 24The limber motion of brawny young arms and hips in easy costumes,
  1264. p. 150, line 25The constructor of wharves, bridges, piers, bulk-heads, floats, stays against the sea;
  1265. p. 151, line 2The strong command through the fire-trumpets, the falling in line, the rise and fall of the arms forcing the water,
  1266. p. 151, line 3The slender, spasmic, blue-white jets, the bringing to bear of the hooks and ladders and their execution,
  1267. p. 151, line 4The crash and cut away of connecting wood-work, or through floors if the fire smoulders under them,
  1268. p. 151, line 6The forger at his forge-furnace and the user of iron after him,
  1269. p. 151, line 7The maker of the axe large and small, and the welder and temperer,
  1270. p. 151, line 10The shadowy processions of the portraits of the past users also,
  1271. p. 151, line 15The uplifted arm, the clatter of blows on the helmeted head,
  1272. p. 151, line 16The death-howl, the limpsy tumbling body, the rush of friend and foe thither,
  1273. p. 151, line 17The siege of revolted lieges determin'd for liberty,
  1274. p. 151, line 19The sack of an old city in its time,
  1275. p. 151, line 20The bursting in of mercenaries and bigots tumultuously and disorderly,
  1276. p. 151, line 22Goods freely rifled from houses and temples, screams of women in the gripe of brigands,
  1277. p. 151, line 23Craft and thievery of camp-followers, men running, old persons despairing,
  1278. p. 151, line 24The hell of war, the cruelties of creeds,
  1279. p. 151, line 25The list of all executive deeds and words just or unjust,
  1280. p. 151, line 26The power of personality just or unjust.
  1281. p. 152, line 1For the roughness of the earth and of man encloses as much as the delicatesse of the earth and of man,
  1282. p. 152, line 6Or hotels of granite and iron? or any chef-d'œuvres of engineering, forts, armaments?
  1283. p. 152, line 9The show passes, all does well enough of course,
  1284. p. 152, line 10All does very well till one flash of defiance.
  1285. p. 152, line 13The place where a great city stands is not the place of stretch'd wharves, docks, manufactures, deposits of produce merely,
  1286. p. 152, line 14Nor the place of ceaseless salutes of new-comers or the anchor-lifters of the departing,
  1287. p. 152, line 15Nor the place of the tallest and costliest buildings or shops selling goods from the rest of the earth,
  1288. p. 152, line 16Nor the place of the best libraries and schools, nor the place where money is plentiest,
  1289. p. 152, line 17Nor the place of the most numerous population.
  1290. p. 152, line 18Where the city stands with the brawniest breed of orators and bards,
  1291. p. 152, line 22Where the men and women think lightly of the laws,
  1292. p. 152, line 23Where the slave ceases, and the master of slaves ceases,
  1293. p. 152, line 24Where the populace rise at once against the never-ending audacity of elected persons,
  1294. p. 152, line 25Where fierce men and women pour forth as the sea to the whistle of death pours its sweeping and unript waves,
  1295. p. 153, line 1Where outside authority enters always after the precedence of inside authority,
  1296. p. 153, line 8Where the city of the faithfulest friends stands,
  1297. p. 153, line 9Where the city of the cleanliness of the sexes stands,
  1298. p. 153, line 10Where the city of the healthiest fathers stands,
  1299. p. 153, line 11Where the city of the best-bodied mothers stands,
  1300. p. 153, line 14How the floridness of the materials of cities shrivels before a man's or woman's look!
  1301. p. 153, line 16A strong being is the proof of the race and of the ability of the universe,
  1302. p. 153, line 23Where are your jibes of being now?
  1303. p. 154, line 7Served the artificial clefts, vast, high, silent, on the snow-cover'd hills of Scandinavia,
  1304. p. 154, line 8Served those who time out of mind made on the granite walls rough sketches of the sun, moon, stars, ships, ocean waves,
  1305. p. 154, line 9Served the paths of the irruptions of the Goths, served the pastoral tribes and nomads,
  1306. p. 154, line 10Served the long distant Kelt, served the hardy pirates of the Baltic,
  1307. p. 154, line 11Served before any of those the venerable and harmless men of Ethiopia,
  1308. p. 154, line 12Served the making of helms for the galleys of pleasure and the making of those for war,
  1309. p. 154, line 21I see the clear sunsets of the martyrs,
  1310. p. 154, line 23Ghosts of dead lords, uncrown'd ladies, impeach'd ministers, rejected kings,
  1311. p. 155, line 1They spirt no more the blood of European nobles, they clasp no more the necks of queens.
  1312. p. 155, line 4I see the mighty and friendly emblem of the power of my own race, the newest, largest race.
  1313. p. 155, line 18Capitols of States, and capitol of the nation of States,
  1314. p. 155, line 20Manhattan steamboats and clippers taking the measure of all seas.
  1315. p. 155, line 22Shapes of the using of axes anyhow, and the users and all that neighbors them,
  1316. p. 155, line 23Cutters down of wood and haulers of it to the Penobscot or Kennebec,
  1317. p. 155, line 25Dwellers south on the banks of the Gila or Rio Grande, friendly gatherings, the characters and fun,
  1318. p. 156, line 2Shapes of factories, arsenals, foundries, markets,
  1319. p. 156, line 3Shapes of the two-threaded tracks of railroads,
  1320. p. 156, line 4Shapes of the sleepers of bridges, vast frameworks, girders, arches,
  1321. p. 156, line 5Shapes of the fleets of barges, tows, lake and canal craft, river craft,
  1322. p. 156, line 8The ships themselves on their ways, the tiers of scaffolds, the workmen busy outside and inside,
  1323. p. 156, line 13The shape got out in posts, in the bedstead posts, in the posts of the bride's bed,
  1324. p. 156, line 14The shape of the little trough, the shape of the rockers beneath, the shape of the babe's cradle,
  1325. p. 156, line 15The shape of the floor-planks, the floor-planks for dancers' feet,
  1326. p. 156, line 16The shape of the planks of the family home, the home of the friendly parents and children,
  1327. p. 156, line 17The shape of the roof of the home of the happy young man and woman, the roof over the well-married young man and woman,
  1328. p. 156, line 20The shape of the prisoner's place in the court-room, and of him or her seated in the place,
  1329. p. 156, line 21The shape of the liquor-bar lean'd against by the young rum-drinker and the old rum-drinker,
  1330. p. 156, line 22The shape of the shamed and angry stairs trod by sneaking footsteps,
  1331. p. 156, line 23The shape of the sly settee, and the adulterous unwholesome couple,
  1332. p. 156, line 24The shape of the gambling-board with its devilish winnings and losings,
  1333. p. 156, line 25The shape of the step-ladder for the convicted and sentenced murderer, the murderer with haggard face and pinion'd arms,
  1334. p. 157, line 1The sheriff at hand with his deputies, the silent and white-lipp'd crowd, the dangling of the rope.
  1335. p. 157, line 3Shapes of doors giving many exits and entrances,
  1336. p. 157, line 15She is silent, she is possess'd of herself, they do not offend her,
  1337. p. 157, line 16She receives them as the laws of Nature receive them, she is strong,
  1338. p. 157, line 17She too is a law of Nature—there is no law stronger than she is.
  1339. p. 157, line 19Shapes of Democracy total, result of centuries,
  1340. p. 157, line 21Shapes of turbulent manly cities,
  1341. p. 157, line 22Shapes of the friends and home-givers of the whole earth,
  1342. p. 158, line 6These also are the lessons of our New World;
  1343. p. 158, line 13That matter of Troy and Achilles' wrath, and Æneas', Odysseus' wanderings,
  1344. p. 158, line 14Placard " Removed " and "To Let" on the rocks of your snowy Parnassus,
  1345. p. 158, line 16The same on the walls of your German, French and Spanish castles, and Italian collections,
  1346. p. 158, line 21She comes! I hear the rustling of her gown,
  1347. p. 158, line 22I scent the odor of her breath's delicious fragrance,
  1348. p. 158, line 25The dame of dames! can I believe then,
  1349. p. 158, line 26Those ancient temples, sculptures classic, could none of them retain her?
  1350. p. 158, line 27Nor shades of Virgil and Dante, nor myriad memories, poems, old associations, magnetize and hold on to her?
  1351. p. 159, line 1The same undying soul of earth's, activity's, beauty's, heroism's expression,
  1352. p. 159, line 2Out from her evolutions hither come, ended the strata of her former themes,
  1353. p. 159, line 3Hidden and cover'd by to-day's, foundation of to-day's,
  1354. p. 159, line 6Ended for aye the epics of Asia's, Europe's helmeted warriors, ended the primitive call of the muses,
  1355. p. 159, line 8Ended the stately rhythmus of Una and Oriana, ended the quest of the holy Graal,
  1356. p. 159, line 9Jerusalem a handful of ashes blown by the wind, extinct,
  1357. p. 159, line 10The Crusaders' streams of shadowy midnight troops sped with the sunrise,
  1358. p. 159, line 22By thud of machinery and shrill steam-whistle undismay'd,
  1359. p. 160, line 4I candidly confess a queer, queer race, of novel fashion,
  1360. p. 160, line 28The banners of the States and flags of every land,
  1361. p. 160, line 29A brood of lofty, fair, but lesser palaces shall cluster.
  1362. p. 160, line 32Not only all the world of works, trade, products,
  1363. p. 160, line 33But all the workmen of the world here to be represented.
  1364. p. 161, line 2In every state of practical, busy movement, the rills of civilization,
  1365. p. 161, line 8You shall see the crude ores of California and Nevada passing on and on till they become bullion,
  1366. p. 161, line 12In large calm halls, a stately museum shall teach you the infinite lessons of minerals,
  1367. p. 161, line 18Your Alexandrian Pharos, gardens of Babylon,
  1368. p. 161, line 27To sound of different, prouder songs, with stronger themes,
  1369. p. 162, line 3Away with themes of war! away with war itself!
  1370. p. 162, line 4Hence from my shuddering sight to never more return that show of blacken'd, mutilated corpses!
  1371. p. 162, line 5That hell unpent and raid of blood, fit for wild tigers or for lop-tongued wolves, not reasoning men,
  1372. p. 162, line 11Away with novels, plots and plays of foreign courts,
  1373. p. 162, line 12Away with love-verses sugar'd in rhyme, the intrigues, amours of idlers,
  1374. p. 162, line 13Fitted for only banquets of the night where dancers to late music slide,
  1375. p. 162, line 14The unhealthy pleasures, extravagant dissipations of the few,
  1376. p. 162, line 19To teach the average man the glory of his daily walk and trade,
  1377. p. 163, line 7With latest connections, works, the inter-transportation of the world,
  1378. p. 163, line 9These triumphs of our time, the Atlantic's delicate cable,
  1379. p. 163, line 11This earth all spann'd with iron rails, with lines of steamships threading every sea,
  1380. p. 163, line 31See, the steamers coming and going, steaming in or out of port,
  1381. p. 163, line 32See, dusky and undulating, the long pennants of smoke.
  1382. p. 164, line 9Like a tumult of laughter.
  1383. p. 164, line 10Mark the spirit of invention everywhere, thy rapid patents,
  1384. p. 164, line 15The varied products of Ohio, Pennsylvania, Missouri, Georgia, Texas, and the rest,
  1385. p. 164, line 25Protectress absolute, thou! bulwark of all!
  1386. p. 165, line 2Not quite so trim and whole and freshly blooming in folds of stainless silk,
  1387. p. 165, line 9For sake of that, my beauty, and that thou might'st dally as now secure up there,
  1388. p. 165, line 15(For the blood of the children, what is it, only the blood maternal?
  1389. p. 165, line 24A chorus of dryads, fading, departing, or hamadryads departing,
  1390. p. 165, line 25A murmuring, fateful, giant voice, out of the earth and sky,
  1391. p. 165, line 26Voice of a mighty dying tree in the redwood forest dense.
  1392. p. 166, line 8With crackling blows of axes sounding musically driven by strong arms,
  1393. p. 166, line 9Riven deep by the sharp tongues of the axes, there in the redwood forest dense,
  1394. p. 166, line 13As the wood-spirits came from their haunts of a thousand years to join the refrain,
  1395. p. 166, line 15Murmuring out of its myriad leaves,
  1396. p. 166, line 17Out of its stalwart trunk and limbs, out of its foot-thick bark,
  1397. p. 166, line 18That chant of the seasons and time, chant not of the past only but the future.
  1398. p. 166, line 19You untold life of me,
  1399. p. 166, line 21Perennial hardy life of me with joys 'mid rain and many a summer sun,
  1400. p. 166, line 26Joys of the life befitting me and brothers mine,
  1401. p. 167, line 9As if the heirs, the deities of the West,
  1402. p. 167, line 13(Area of murder-plots of thrones, with scent left yet of wars and scaffolds everywhere,)
  1403. p. 167, line 15These virgin lands, lands of the Western shore,
  1404. p. 167, line 19You average spiritual manhood, purpose of all, pois'd on yourself, giving not taking law,
  1405. p. 167, line 20You womanhood divine, mistress and source of all, whence life and love and aught that comes from life and love,
  1406. p. 167, line 21You unseen moral essence of all the vast materials of America, (age upon age working in death the same as life,)
  1407. p. 167, line 24You past and present purposes tenaciously pursued, may-be unconscious of yourselves,
  1408. p. 167, line 25Unswerv'd by all the passing errors, perturbations of the surface;
  1409. p. 167, line 27Here build your homes for good, establish here, these areas entire, lands of the Western shore,
  1410. p. 167, line 29For man of you, your characteristic race,
  1411. p. 168, line 8In the echo of teamsters' calls and the clinking chains, and the music of choppers' axes,
  1412. p. 168, line 10Such words combined from the redwood-tree, as of voices ecstatic, ancient and rustling,
  1413. p. 168, line 12All their recesses of forests and mountains leaving,
  1414. p. 168, line 14To the deities of the modern henceforth yielding,
  1415. p. 168, line 15The chorus and indications, the vistas of coming humanity, the settlements, features all,
  1416. p. 168, line 17The flashing and golden pageant of California,
  1417. p. 168, line 21The fields of Nature long prepared and fallow, the silent, cyclic chemistry,
  1418. p. 168, line 26To India and China and Australia and the thousand island paradises of the Pacific,
  1419. p. 168, line 28And wool and wheat and the grape, and diggings of yellow gold.
  1420. p. 169, line 1But more in you than these, lands of the Western shore,
  1421. p. 169, line 3I see in you, certain to come, the promise of thousands of years, till now deferr'd,
  1422. p. 169, line 6In man of you, more than your mountain peaks or stalwart trees imperial,
  1423. p. 169, line 9I see the genius of the modern, child of the real and ideal,
  1424. p. 169, line 10Clearing the ground for broad humanity, the true America, heir of the past so grand,
  1425. p. 169, line 13In the labor of engines and trades and the labor of fields I find the developments,
  1426. p. 169, line 16Were all educations practical and ornamental well display'd out of me, what would it amount to?
  1427. p. 170, line 6If you carouse at the table I carouse at the opposite side of the table,
  1428. p. 170, line 8Why what have you thought of yourself?
  1429. p. 170, line 16Souls of men and women! it is not you I call unseen, unheard, untouchable and untouching,
  1430. p. 170, line 19Grown, half-grown and babe, of this country and every country, indoors and out-doors, one just as much as the other, I see,
  1431. p. 170, line 24Offspring of ignorant and poor, boys apprenticed to trades,
  1432. p. 171, line 5I send no agent or medium, offer no representative of value, but offer the value itself.
  1433. p. 171, line 14Or in the census or revenue returns, prices current, or any accounts of stock.
  1434. p. 171, line 16The apple-shaped earth and we upon it, surely the drift of them is something grand,
  1435. p. 171, line 18And that the enclosing purport of us here is not a speculation or bon-mot or reconnoissance,
  1436. p. 171, line 21The light and shade, the curious sense of body and identity, the greed that with perfect complaisance devours all things,
  1437. p. 171, line 22The endless pride and outstretching of man, unspeakable joys and sorrows,
  1438. p. 171, line 23The wonder every one sees in every one else he sees, and the wonders that fill each minute of time forever,
  1439. p. 172, line 1Have you reckon'd them for your trade or farm-work? or for the profits of your store?
  1440. p. 172, line 4Or men and women that they might be written of, and songs sung?
  1441. p. 172, line 5Or the attraction of gravity, and the great laws and harmonious combinations and the fluids of the air, as subjects for the savans?
  1442. p. 172, line 8Or that the growth of seeds is for agricultural tables, or agriculture itself?
  1443. p. 172, line 11I rate them as high as the highest—then a child born of a woman and man I rate beyond all rate.
  1444. p. 172, line 17I say they have all grown out of you, and may grow out of you still,
  1445. p. 172, line 19Leaves are not more shed from the trees, or trees from the earth, than they are shed out of you.
  1446. p. 172, line 20The sum of all known reverence I add up in you whoever you are,
  1447. p. 172, line 24Laws, courts, the forming of States, the charters of cities, the going and coming of commerce and mails, are all for you.
  1448. p. 173, line 4The gist of histories and statistics as far back as the records reach is in you this hour, and myths and tales the same,
  1449. p. 173, line 8(Did you think it was in the white or gray stone? or the lines of the arches and cornices?)
  1450. p. 173, line 10It is not the violins and the cornets, it is not the oboe nor the beating drums, nor the score of the baritone singer singing his sweet romanza, nor that of the men's chorus, nor that of the women's chorus,
  1451. p. 173, line 13Can each see signs of the best by a look in the looking-glass? is there nothing greater or more?
  1452. p. 173, line 19Ship-joining, dock-building, fish-curing, flagging of sidewalks by flaggers,
  1453. p. 173, line 22Iron-works, forge-fires in the mountains or by river-banks, men around feeling the melt with huge crowbars, lumps of ore, the due combining of ore, limestone, coal,
  1454. p. 174, line 1The blast-furnace and the puddling-furnace, the loup-lump at the bottom of the melt at last, the rolling-mill, the stumpy bars of pig-iron, the strong clean-shaped T-rail for railroads,
  1455. p. 174, line 4The calking-iron, the kettle of boiling vault-cement, and the fire under the kettle,
  1456. p. 174, line 5The cotton-bale, the stevedore's hook, the saw and buck of the sawyer, the mould of the moulder, the working-knife of the butcher, the ice-saw, and all the work with ice,
  1457. p. 174, line 6The work and tools of the rigger, grappler, sail-maker, block-maker,
  1458. p. 174, line 7Goods of gutta-percha, papier-maché, colors, brushes, brush-making, glazier's implements,
  1459. p. 174, line 9The awl and knee-strap, the pint measure and quart measure, the counter and stool, the writing-pen of quill or metal, the making of all sorts of edged tools,
  1460. p. 174, line 13The cart of the carman, the omnibus, the ponderous dray,
  1461. p. 174, line 15Beef on the butcher's stall, the slaughter-house of the butcher, the butcher in his killing-clothes,
  1462. p. 174, line 16The pens of live pork, the killing-hammer, the hog-hook, the scalder's tub, gutting, the cutter's cleaver, the packer's maul, and the plenteous winterwork of pork-packing,
  1463. p. 174, line 17Flour-works, grinding of wheat, rye, maize, rice, the barrels and the half and quarter barrels, the loaded barges, the high piles on wharves and levees,
  1464. p. 174, line 18The men and the work of the men on ferries, railroads, coasters, fish-boats, canals;
  1465. p. 174, line 19The hourly routine of your own or any man's life, the shop, yard, store, or factory,
  1466. 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,)
  1467. p. 175, line 4In them, not yourself—you and your soul enclose all things, regardless of estimation,
  1468. p. 175, line 15You workwomen and workmen of these States having your own divine and strong life,
  1469. p. 175, line 17When the psalm sings instead of the singer,
  1470. p. 175, line 18When the script preaches instead of the preacher,
  1471. p. 175, line 19When the pulpit descends and goes instead of the carver that carved the supporting desk,
  1472. p. 175, line 20When I can touch the body of books by night or by day, and when they touch my body back again,
  1473. p. 175, line 24I intend to reach them my hand, and make as much of them as I do of men and women like you.
  1474. p. 176, line 1A SONG of the rolling earth, and of words according,
  1475. p. 176, line 5Were you thinking that those were the words, those delicious sounds out of your friends' mouths?
  1476. p. 176, line 7Human bodies are words, myriads of words,
  1477. p. 176, line 9Every part able, active, receptive, without shame or the need of shame.)
  1478. p. 176, line 12Though it were told in the three thousand languages, what would air, soil, water, fire, know of my name?
  1479. p. 176, line 14The charms that go with the mere looks of some men and women, are sayings and meanings also.
  1480. p. 176, line 15The workmanship of souls is by those inaudible words of the earth,
  1481. p. 176, line 17Amelioration is one of the earth's words,
  1482. p. 176, line 22The truths of the earth continually wait, they are not so conceal'd either,
  1483. p. 177, line 4I speak not, yet if you hear me not of what avail am I to you?
  1484. p. 177, line 5To bear, to better, lacking these of what avail am I?
  1485. p. 177, line 14Of all the powers, objects, states, it notifies, shuts none out.
  1486. p. 177, line 16Underneath the ostensible sounds, the august chorus of heroes, the wail of slaves,
  1487. p. 177, line 17Persuasions of lovers, curses, gasps of the dying, laughter of young people, accents of bargainers,
  1488. p. 177, line 19To her children the words of the eloquent dumb great mother never fail,
  1489. p. 177, line 22Of the interminable sisters,
  1490. p. 177, line 23Of the ceaseless cotillons of sisters,
  1491. p. 177, line 24Of the centripetal and centrifugal sisters, the elder and younger sisters,
  1492. p. 177, line 27With the fascinations of youth and the equal fascinations of age,
  1493. p. 177, line 29Holding up in her hand what has the character of a mirror, while her eyes glance back from it,
  1494. p. 178, line 4Looking from no countenances of their own, but from the countenances of those who are with them,
  1495. p. 178, line 5From the countenances of children or women or the manly countenance,
  1496. p. 178, line 6From the open countenances of animals or from inanimate things,
  1497. p. 178, line 7From the landscape or waters or from the exquisite apparition of the sky,
  1498. p. 178, line 11Embracing all, soothing, supporting, follow close three hundred and sixty-five offsets of the first, sure and necessary as they.
  1499. p. 178, line 18Of all able and ready at any time to give strict account,
  1500. p. 178, line 26Each man to himself and each woman to herself, is the word of the past and present, and the true word of immortality;
  1501. p. 179, line 6And no man understands any greatness or goodness but his own, or the indication of his own.
  1502. p. 179, line 9I swear there is no greatness or power that does not emulate those of the earth,
  1503. p. 179, line 10There can be no theory of any account unless it corroborate the theory of the earth,
  1504. p. 179, line 11No politics, song, religion, behavior, or what not, is of account, unless it compare with the amplitude of the earth,
  1505. p. 179, line 12Unless it face the exactness, vitality, impartiality, rectitude of the earth.
  1506. p. 179, line 16All merges toward the presentation of the unspoken meanings of the earth,
  1507. p. 179, line 17Toward him who sings the songs of the body and of the truths of the earth,
  1508. p. 179, line 18Toward him who makes the dictionaries of words that print cannot touch.
  1509. p. 180, line 1The best of the earth cannot be told anyhow, all or any is best,
  1510. p. 180, line 9These to echo the tones of souls and the phrases of souls,
  1511. p. 180, line 10(If they did not echo the phrases of souls what were they then?
  1512. p. 180, line 15Delve! mould! pile the words of the earth!
  1513. p. 180, line 24YOUTH, large, lusty, loving—youth full of grace, force, fascination,
  1514. p. 180, line 26Day full-blown and splendid—day of the immense sun, action, ambition, laughter,
  1515. p. 180, line 27The Night follows close with millions of suns, and sleep and restoring darkness.
  1516. p. 181, line 4In this broad earth of ours,
  1517. p. 181, line 25Out of the bulk, the morbid and the shallow,
  1518. p. 181, line 26Out of the bad majority, the varied countless frauds of men and states,
  1519. p. 182, line 5Darts always forth one ray of perfect light,
  1520. p. 182, line 6One flash of heaven's glory.
  1521. p. 182, line 20The measur'd faiths of other lands, the grandeurs of the past,
  1522. p. 182, line 21Are not for thee, but grandeurs of thine own,
  1523. p. 182, line 27The blossoms, fruits of ages, orchards divine and certain,
  1524. p. 182, line 32Belief in plan of Thee enclosed in Time and Space,
  1525. p. 183, line 2Nay but the lack of it the dream,
  1526. p. 183, line 10We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,
  1527. p. 183, line 14So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and friendship,
  1528. p. 183, line 23Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march,
  1529. p. 184, line 7All the hands of comrades clasping, all the Southern, all the Northern,
  1530. p. 184, line 22With accessions ever waiting, with the places of the dead quickly fill'd,
  1531. p. 184, line 26Are there some of us to droop and die? has the hour come?
  1532. p. 184, line 29All the pulses of the world,
  1533. p. 185, line 17These are of us, they are with us,
  1534. p. 185, line 21O you daughters of the West!
  1535. p. 185, line 26(Shrouded bards of other lands, you may rest, you have done your work,)
  1536. p. 186, line 2Was the road of late so toilsome? did we stop discouraged nodding on our way?
  1537. p. 186, line 5Till with sound of trumpet,
  1538. p. 186, line 7Swift! to the head of the army!—swift! spring to your places,
  1539. p. 186, line 9WHOEVER you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams,
  1540. p. 186, line 13They stand forth out of affairs, out of commerce, shops, work, farms, clothes, the house, buying, selling, eating, drinking, suffering, dying.
  1541. p. 186, line 20I will leave all and come and make the hymns of you,
  1542. p. 187, line 1Painters have painted their swarming groups and the centre-figure of all,
  1543. p. 187, line 2From the head of the centre-figure spreading a nimbus of gold-color'd light,
  1544. p. 187, line 3But I paint myriads of heads, but paint no head without its nimbus of gold-color'd light,
  1545. p. 187, line 4From my hand from the brain of every man and woman it streams, effulgently flowing forever.
  1546. p. 187, line 7Your eyelids have been the same as closed most of the time,
  1547. p. 187, line 21I sing the songs of the glory of none, not God, sooner than I sing the songs of the glory of you.
  1548. p. 187, line 23These shows of the East and West are tame compared to you,
  1549. p. 188, line 1These furies, elements, storms, motions of Nature, throes of apparent dissolution, you are he or she who is master or mistress over them,
  1550. p. 188, line 9I walk'd the shores of my Eastern sea,
  1551. p. 188, line 11Saw the divine infant where she woke mournfully wailing, amid the roar of cannon, curses, shouts, crash of falling buildings,
  1552. p. 188, line 13Was not so desperate at the battues of death—was not so shock'd at the repeated fusillades of the guns.
  1553. p. 188, line 16Could I wish the people made of wood and stone?
  1554. p. 188, line 19Here too the blaze, the grape-shot and the axe, in reserve, to fetch them out in case of need,
  1555. p. 188, line 22Here too demanding full arrears of vengeance.
  1556. p. 189, line 5For I guess there is latent music yet in France, floods of it,
  1557. p. 189, line 6O I hear already the bustle of instruments, they will soon be drowning all that would interrupt them,
  1558. p. 189, line 16(There will always be plenty of embroiderers, I welcome them also,)
  1559. p. 189, line 17But for the fibre of things and for inherent men and women.
  1560. p. 189, line 19But to chisel with free stroke the heads and limbs of plenteous supreme Gods, that the States may realize them walking and talking.
  1561. p. 189, line 21Let others promulge the laws, I will make no account of the laws,
  1562. p. 189, line 24(Who are you? and what are you secretly guilty of all your life?
  1563. p. 190, line 7Let others dispose of questions, I dispose of nothing, I arouse unanswerable questions,
  1564. p. 190, line 9What about these likes of myself that draw me so close by tender directions and indirections?
  1565. p. 190, line 10I call to the world to distrust the accounts of my friends, but listen to my enemies, as I myself do,
  1566. p. 190, line 12I charge that there be no theory or school founded out of me,
  1567. p. 190, line 17Every hour the semen of centuries, and still of centuries.
  1568. p. 190, line 18I must follow up these continual lessons of the air, water, earth,
  1569. p. 190, line 20YEAR of meteors! brooding year!
  1570. p. 190, line 21I would bind in words retrospective some of your deeds and signs,
  1571. p. 191, line 1I would sing in my copious song your census returns of the States,
  1572. p. 191, line 2The tables of population and products, I would sing of your ships and their cargoes,
  1573. p. 191, line 3The proud black ships of Manhattan arriving, some fill'd with immigrants, some from the isthmus with cargoes of gold,
  1574. p. 191, line 5And you would I sing, fair stripling! welcome to you from me, young prince of England!
  1575. p. 191, line 6(Remember you surging Manhattan's crowds as you pass'd with your cortege of nobles?
  1576. p. 191, line 8Nor forget I to sing of the wonder, the ship as she swam up my bay,
  1577. p. 191, line 10Her moving swiftly surrounded by myriads of small craft I forget not to sing;
  1578. p. 191, line 11Nor the comet that came unannounced out of the north flaring in heaven,
  1579. p. 191, line 13(A moment, a moment long it sail'd its balls of unearthly light over our heads,
  1580. p. 191, line 15Of such, and fitful as they, I sing—with gleams from them would I gleam and patch these chants,
  1581. p. 191, line 16Your chants, O year all mottled with evil and good—year of forebodings!
  1582. p. 191, line 17Year of comets and meteors transient and strange—lo! even here one equally transient and strange!
  1583. p. 191, line 19What am I myself but one of your meteors?
  1584. p. 191, line 21With my fathers and mothers and the accumulations of past ages,
  1585. p. 192, line 3With the sale of slaves, with enthusiasts, with the troubadour, the crusader, and the monk,
  1586. p. 192, line 16The very sun swings itself and its system of planets around us,
  1587. p. 192, line 19I have the idea of all, and am all and believe in all,
  1588. p. 193, line 1In the name of these States and in your and my name, the Past,
  1589. p. 193, line 2And in the name of these States and in your and my name, the Present time.
  1590. p. 193, line 5(For the sake of him I typify, for the common average man's sake, your sake if you are he,)
  1591. p. 193, line 6And that where I am or you are this present day, there is the centre of all days, all races,
  1592. p. 193, line 7And there is the meaning to us of all that has ever come of races and days, or ever will come.
  1593. p. 193, line 13In the procession along with the nobles of Niphon, the errand-bearers,
  1594. p. 193, line 15But I will sing you a song of what I behold Libertad.
  1595. p. 193, line 18When the round-mouth'd guns out of the smoke and smell I love spit their salutes,
  1596. p. 194, line 2When the façades of the houses are alive with people, when eyes gaze riveted tens of thousands at a time,
  1597. p. 194, line 4When the summons is made, when the answer that waited thousands of years answers,
  1598. p. 194, line 12The nest of languages, the bequeather of poems, the race of eld,
  1599. p. 194, line 16The race of Brahma comes.
  1600. p. 194, line 21The murky night-morning of wonder and fable inscrutable,
  1601. p. 194, line 23The north, the sweltering south, eastern Assyria, the Hebrews, the ancient of ancients,
  1602. p. 194, line 24Vast desolated cities, the gliding present, all of these and more are in the pageant-procession.
  1603. p. 194, line 26The Great Sea, the brood of islands, Polynesia, the coast beyond,
  1604. p. 195, line 7From Thibet, from the four winding and far-flowing rivers of China,
  1605. p. 195, line 12For I too raising my voice join the ranks of this pageant,
  1606. p. 195, line 18I chant projected a thousand blooming cities yet in time on those groups of sea-islands,
  1607. p. 195, line 21Commerce opening, the sleep of ages having done its work, races reborn, refresh'd,
  1608. p. 195, line 24And you Libertad of the world!
  1609. p. 195, line 25You shall sit in the middle well-pois'd thousands and thousands of years,
  1610. p. 195, line 26As to-day from one side the nobles of Asia come to you,
  1611. p. 195, line 27As to-morrow from the other side the queen of England sends her eldest son to you.
  1612. p. 196, line 3The box-lid is but perceptibly open'd, nevertheless the perfume pours copiously out of the whole box.
  1613. p. 196, line 13OUT of the cradle endlessly rocking,
  1614. p. 196, line 14Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle,
  1615. p. 196, line 15Out of the Ninth-month midnight,
  1616. p. 196, line 18Up from the mystic play of shadows twining and twisting as if they were alive,
  1617. p. 196, line 19Out from the patches of briers and blackberries,
  1618. p. 196, line 20From the memories of the bird that chanted to me,
  1619. p. 197, line 1From those beginning notes of yearning and love there in the mist,
  1620. p. 197, line 2From the thousand responses of my heart never to cease,
  1621. p. 197, line 10I, chanter of pains and joys, uniter of here and hereafter,
  1622. p. 197, line 31Till of a sudden,
  1623. p. 197, line 36And thenceforward all summer in the sound of the sea,
  1624. p. 197, line 37And at night under the full of the moon in calmer weather,
  1625. p. 198, line 1Over the hoarse surging of the sea,
  1626. p. 198, line 9All night long on the prong of a moss-scallop'd stake,
  1627. p. 198, line 13He pour'd forth the meanings which I of all men know.
  1628. p. 199, line 6O it is the shape, the shape of my mate!
  1629. p. 199, line 12Perhaps the one I want so much will rise, will rise with some of you.
  1630. p. 199, line 19Carols of lonesome love! death's carols!
  1631. p. 199, line 34That is the whistle of the wind, it is not my voice,
  1632. p. 200, line 1That is the fluttering, the fluttering of the spray,
  1633. p. 200, line 2Those are the shadows of leaves.
  1634. p. 200, line 9O past! O happy life! O songs of joy!
  1635. p. 200, line 16The winds blowing, the notes of the bird continuous echoing,
  1636. p. 200, line 18On the sands of Paumanok's shore gray and rustling,
  1637. p. 200, line 19The yellow half-moon enlarged, sagging down, drooping, the face of the sea almost touching,
  1638. p. 201, line 4Never more the cries of unsatisfied love be absent from me,
  1639. p. 201, line 8The unknown want, the destiny of me.
  1640. p. 201, line 26But fuse the song of my dusky demon and brother,
  1641. p. 201, line 31The word of the sweetest song and all songs,
  1642. p. 202, line 1AS I ebb'd with the ocean of life,
  1643. p. 202, line 7Held by this electric self out of the pride of which I utter poems,
  1644. p. 202, line 9The rim, the sediment that stands for all the water and all the land of the globe.
  1645. p. 202, line 11Chaff, straw, splinters of wood, weeds, and the sea-gluten,
  1646. p. 202, line 12Scum, scales from shining rocks, leaves of salt-lettuce, left by the tide,
  1647. p. 202, line 13Miles walking, the sound of breaking waves the other side of me,
  1648. p. 202, line 14Paumanok there and then as I thought the old thought of likenesses,
  1649. p. 202, line 19As I list to the dirge, the voices of men and women wreck'd,
  1650. p. 202, line 24Gather, and merge myself as part of the sands and drift.
  1651. p. 202, line 30With peals of distant ironical laughter at every word I have written,
  1652. p. 203, line 2Nature here in sight of the sea taking advantage of me to dart upon me and sting me,
  1653. p. 203, line 7You friable shore with trails of debris,
  1654. p. 203, line 12I too am but a trail of drift and debris,
  1655. p. 203, line 19Breathe to me while I hold you close the secret of the murmuring I envy.
  1656. p. 203, line 20Ebb, ocean of life, (the flow will return,)
  1657. p. 204, line 2Tufts of straw, sands, fragments,
  1658. p. 204, line 5Musing, pondering, a breath, a briny tear, a dab of liquid or soil,
  1659. p. 204, line 6Up just as much out of fathomless workings fermented and thrown,
  1660. p. 204, line 8Just as much for us that sobbing dirge of Nature,
  1661. p. 204, line 9Just as much whence we come that blare of the cloud-trumpets,
  1662. p. 204, line 17Moist tears from the eyes of a muffled head;
  1663. p. 204, line 25Of tears! tears! tears!
  1664. p. 205, line 5The limpid spread of air cerulean,
  1665. p. 205, line 9Thou ship of air that never furl'st thy sails,
  1666. p. 205, line 25Ship of the body, ship of the soul, voyaging, voyaging, voyaging.
  1667. p. 206, line 3Amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet left in the east,
  1668. p. 206, line 7From the beach the child holding the hand of her father,
  1669. p. 206, line 20Considerest thou alone the burial of the stars?
  1670. p. 206, line 30Forests at the bottom of the sea, the branches and leaves,
  1671. p. 207, line 1Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold, the play of light through the water,
  1672. p. 207, line 2Dumb swimmers there among the rocks, coral, gluten, grass, rushes, and the aliment of the swimmers,
  1673. p. 207, line 8The change onward from ours to that of beings who walk other spheres.
  1674. p. 207, line 11As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future.
  1675. p. 207, line 14All distances of place however wide,
  1676. p. 207, line 15All distances of time, all inanimate forms,
  1677. p. 207, line 20All lives and deaths, all of the past, present, future,
  1678. p. 207, line 24Of ships sailing the seas, each with its special flag or ship-signal,
  1679. p. 208, line 1Of unnamed heroes in the ships—of waves spreading and spreading far as the eye can reach,
  1680. p. 208, line 2Of dashing spray, and the winds piping and blowing,
  1681. p. 208, line 3And out of these a chant for the sailors of all nations,
  1682. p. 208, line 5Of sea-captains young or old, and the mates, and of all intrepid sailors,
  1683. p. 208, line 6Of the few, very choice, taciturn, whom fate can never surprise nor death dismay,
  1684. p. 208, line 13Flaunt out O sea your separate flags of nations!
  1685. p. 208, line 15But do you reserve especially for yourself and for the soul of man one flag above all the rest,
  1686. p. 208, line 16A spiritual woven signal for all nations, emblem of man elate above death,
  1687. p. 208, line 17Token of all brave captains and all intrepid sailors and mates,
  1688. p. 208, line 19Reminiscent of them, twined from all intrepid captains young or old,
  1689. p. 208, line 23Steady the roar of the gale, with incessant undertone muttering,
  1690. p. 208, line 24Shouts of demoniac laughter fitfully piercing and pealing,
  1691. p. 208, line 27On beachy slush and sand spirts of snow fierce slanting,
  1692. p. 209, line 1Slush and sand of the beach tireless till daylight wending,
  1693. p. 209, line 4A group of dim, weird forms, struggling, the night confronting,
  1694. p. 209, line 9Tending in ceaseless flow toward the track of the ship,
  1695. p. 209, line 10Waves of the ocean bubbling and gurgling, blithely prying,
  1696. p. 209, line 14Larger and smaller waves in the spread of the ocean yearnfully flowing,
  1697. p. 209, line 15The wake of the sea-ship after she passes, flashing and frolicsome under the sun,
  1698. p. 209, line 16A motley procession with many a fleck of foam and many fragments,
  1699. p. 210, line 1How bright shine the cutlasses of the foremost troops!
  1700. p. 210, line 3A fog follows, antiques of the same come limping,
  1701. p. 210, line 5Why this is indeed a show—it has called the dead out of the earth!
  1702. p. 210, line 6The old graveyards of the hills have hurried to see!
  1703. p. 210, line 8Cock'd hats of mothy mould—crutches made of mist!
  1704. p. 210, line 10What troubles you Yankee phantoms? what is all this chattering of bare gums?
  1705. p. 210, line 22But there is one thing that belongs here—shall I tell you what it is, gentlemen of Boston?
  1706. p. 211, line 8Clap the skull on top of the ribs, and clap a crown on top of the skull.
  1707. p. 211, line 11You are mighty cute—and here is one of your bargains.
  1708. p. 211, line 12SUDDENLY out of its stale and drowsy lair, the lair of slaves,
  1709. p. 211, line 14Its feet upon the ashes and the rags, its hands tight to the throats of kings.
  1710. p. 211, line 16O aching close of exiled patriots' lives!
  1711. p. 212, line 1Then in their power not for all these did the blows strike revenge, or the heads of the nobles fall;
  1712. p. 212, line 2The People scorn'd the ferocity of kings.
  1713. p. 212, line 3But the sweetness of mercy brew'd bitter destruction, and the frighten'd monarchs come back,
  1714. p. 212, line 9Out of its robes only this, the red robes lifted by the arm,
  1715. p. 212, line 10One finger crook'd pointed high over the top, like the head of a snake appears.
  1716. p. 212, line 11Meanwhile corpses lie in new-made graves, bloody corpses of young men,
  1717. p. 212, line 12The rope of the gibbet hangs heavily, the bullets of princes are flying, the creatures of power laugh aloud,
  1718. p. 212, line 14Those corpses of young men,
  1719. p. 212, line 20Not a grave of the murder'd for freedom but grows seed for freedom, in its turn to bear seed,
  1720. p. 212, line 22Not a disembodied spirit can the weapons of tyrants let loose,
  1721. p. 212, line 24Liberty, let others despair of you—I never despair of you.
  1722. p. 212, line 26Nevertheless, be ready, be not weary of watching,
  1723. p. 213, line 10No brain, no heart left, no magnetism of sex;
  1724. p. 213, line 23Aught, aught of mightiest, best I see, conceive, or know,
  1725. p. 213, line 27All heroisms, deeds of rapt enthusiasts,
  1726. p. 213, line 30Or shape of Earth divine and wondrous,
  1727. p. 213, line 32Or lustrous orb of sun or star by night,
  1728. p. 214, line 4Wonders as of those countries, the soil, trees, cities, inhabitants, whatever they may be,
  1729. p. 214, line 6Such-like, and as good as such-like, visible here or anywhere, stand provided for in a handful of space, which I extend my arm and half enclose with my hand,
  1730. p. 214, line 7That containing the start of each and all, the virtue, the germs of all.
  1731. p. 214, line 8OF ownership—as if one fit to own things could not at pleasure enter upon all, and incorporate them into himself or herself;
  1732. p. 214, line 9Of vista—suppose some sight in arriere through the formative chaos, presuming the growth, fulness, life, now attain'd on the journey,
  1733. p. 214, line 11Of what was once lacking on earth, and in due time has become supplied—and of what will yet be supplied,
  1734. p. 214, line 21ONLY themselves understand themselves and the like of themselves,
  1735. p. 215, line 1O ME! O life! of the questions of these recurring,
  1736. p. 215, line 2Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the foolish,
  1737. p. 215, line 3Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
  1738. p. 215, line 4Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew'd,
  1739. p. 215, line 5Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
  1740. p. 215, line 6Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
  1741. p. 215, line 11You have not learn'd of Nature—of the politics of Nature you have not learn'd the great amplitude, rectitude, impartiality,
  1742. p. 215, line 14I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame,
  1743. p. 215, line 17I see the wife misused by her husband, I see the treacherous seducer of young women,
  1744. p. 215, line 18I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love attempted to be hid, I see these sights on the earth,
  1745. p. 215, line 19I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny, I see martyrs and prisoners,
  1746. p. 215, line 20I observe a famine at sea, I observe the sailors casting lots who shall be kill'd to preserve the lives of the rest,
  1747. p. 216, line 8For I bestow upon any man or woman the entrance to all the gifts of the universe.
  1748. p. 216, line 10Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,
  1749. p. 216, line 21THROUGH the ample open door of the peaceful country barn,
  1750. p. 217, line 10I SEE the sleeping babe nestling the breast of its mother,
  1751. p. 217, line 12OF obedience, faith, adhesiveness;
  1752. 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.
  1753. p. 217, line 14A MASK, a perpetual natural disguiser of herself,
  1754. p. 217, line 18OF Justice—as if Justice could be any thing but the same ample law, expounded by natural judges and saviors,
  1755. p. 218, line 4The voyage of the soul—not life alone,
  1756. 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.
  1757. p. 218, line 15Around each gathers a cluster of friends, and gay children and youths, with offerings.
  1758. p. 218, line 17What deepening twilight—scum floating atop of the waters,
  1759. p. 219, line 12O strongest you in the hour of danger, in crisis! O truer than steel!)
  1760. p. 219, line 13How you sprang—how you threw off the costumes of peace with indifferent hand,
  1761. p. 219, line 15How you led to the war, (that shall serve for our prelude, songs of soldiers,)
  1762. p. 219, line 18Forty years as a pageant, till unawares the lady of this teeming and turbulent city,
  1763. p. 219, line 21At dead of night, at news from the south,
  1764. p. 220, line 11Outdoors arming, indoors arming, the flash of the musket-barrels,
  1765. p. 220, line 16The blood of the city up—arm'd! arm'd! the cry everywhere,
  1766. p. 220, line 17The flags flung out from the steeples of churches and from all the public buildings and stores,
  1767. p. 220, line 20The tumultuous escort, the ranks of policemen preceding, clearing the way,
  1768. p. 220, line 21The unpent enthusiasm, the wild cheers of the crowd for their favorites,
  1769. p. 220, line 25All the mutter of preparation, all the determin'd arming,
  1770. p. 221, line 9And you lady of ships, you Mannahatta,
  1771. p. 221, line 10Old matron of this proud, friendly, turbulent city,
  1772. p. 221, line 13ARM'D year—year of the struggle,
  1773. p. 221, line 20Amid the men of Manhattan I saw you as one of the workmen, the dwellers in Manhattan,
  1774. p. 221, line 21Or with large steps crossing the prairies out of Illinois and Indiana,
  1775. p. 222, line 2Year that suddenly sang by the mouths of the round-lipp'd cannon,
  1776. p. 222, line 12Over the traffic of cities—over the rumble of wheels in the streets;
  1777. p. 222, line 26Around and around to soar to sing the idea of all,
  1778. p. 223, line 6To sing first, (to the tap of the war-drum if need be,)
  1779. p. 223, line 7The idea of all, of the Western world one and inseparable,
  1780. p. 223, line 8And then the song of each member of these States.
  1781. p. 223, line 11By the wind's voice and that of the drum,
  1782. p. 223, line 26I'll pour the verse with streams of blood, full of volition, full of joy,
  1783. p. 224, line 13On floats the wind over the breast of the sea setting in toward land,
  1784. p. 224, line 25O father it is alive—it is full of people—it has children,
  1785. p. 225, line 5Speak to the child O bard out of Manhattan,
  1786. p. 225, line 6To our children all, or north or south of Manhattan,
  1787. p. 225, line 8For what are we, mere strips of cloth profiting nothing,
  1788. p. 225, line 10I hear and see not strips of cloth alone,
  1789. p. 225, line 11I hear the tramp of armies, I hear the challenging sentry,
  1790. p. 225, line 12I hear the jubilant shouts of millions of men, I hear Liberty!
  1791. p. 225, line 15I use the wings of the land-bird and use the wings of the sea-bird, and look down as from a height,
  1792. p. 225, line 16I do not deny the precious results of peace, I see populous cities with wealth incalculable,
  1793. p. 225, line 19I see trains of cars swiftly speeding along railroad tracks drawn by the locomotives,
  1794. p. 225, line 20I see the stores, depots, of Boston, Baltimore, Charleston, New Orleans,
  1795. p. 225, line 21I see far in the West the immense area of grain, I dwell awhile hovering,
  1796. p. 225, line 22I pass to the lumber forests of the North, and again to the Southern plantation, and again to California;
  1797. p. 225, line 24See the Identity formed out of thirty-eight spacious and haughty States, (and many more to come,)
  1798. p. 225, line 25See forts on the shores of harbors, see ships sailing in and out;
  1799. p. 226, line 2Side of my banner broad and blue, side of my starry banner,
  1800. p. 226, line 7Not now are we any one of these spacious and haughty States, (nor any five, nor ten,)
  1801. p. 226, line 10And the shores of the sea are ours, and the rivers great and small,
  1802. p. 226, line 13Over the area spread below, the three or four millions of square miles, the capitals,
  1803. p. 226, line 14The forty millions of people,—O bard! in life and death supreme,
  1804. p. 226, line 17This song to the soul of one poor little child.
  1805. p. 226, line 22Child of mine you fill me with anguish,
  1806. p. 226, line 26Forward to stand in front of wars—and O, such wars!—what have you to do with them?
  1807. p. 226, line 27With passions of demons, slaughter, premature death?
  1808. p. 227, line 1And a pleasure new and ecstatic, and the prattled yearning of children,
  1809. p. 227, line 2Blent with the sounds of the peaceful land and the liquid wash of the sea,
  1810. p. 227, line 4And the icy cool of the far, far north, with rustling cedars and pines,
  1811. p. 227, line 5And the whirr of drums and the sound of soldiers marching, and the hot sun shining south,
  1812. p. 227, line 8And my Illinois fields, and my Kansas fields, and my fields of Missouri,
  1813. p. 227, line 10Pour in! whelm that which asks, which sings, with all and the yield of all,
  1814. p. 227, line 13But out of the night emerging for good, our voice persuasive no more,
  1815. p. 227, line 16Banner so broad advancing out of the night, I sing you haughty and resolute,
  1816. p. 227, line 19I hear from above O pennant of war your ironical call and demand,
  1817. p. 227, line 21Not houses of peace indeed are you, nor any nor all their prosperity, (if need be, you shall again have every one of those houses to destroy them,
  1818. p. 227, line 22You thought not to destroy those valuable houses, standing fast, full of comfort, built with money,
  1819. p. 228, line 3Running up out of the night, bringing your cluster of stars, (ever-enlarging stars,)
  1820. p. 228, line 4Divider of daybreak you, cutting the air, touch'd by the sun, measuring the sky,
  1821. p. 228, line 8Out of reach, an idea only, yet furiously fought for, risking bloody death, loved by me,
  1822. p. 228, line 10Valueless, object of eyes, over all and demanding all—(absolute owner of all)—O banner and pennant!
  1823. p. 228, line 16Long I roam'd the woods of the north, long I watch'd Niagara pouring,
  1824. p. 228, line 20I watch'd with joy the threatening maws of the waves,
  1825. p. 229, line 3Noted the slender and jagged threads of lightning as sudden and fast amid the din they chased each other across the sky;
  1826. p. 229, line 5All the menacing might of the globe uprisen around me,
  1827. p. 229, line 12Torrents of men, (sources and rills of the Northwest are you indeed inexhaustible?)
  1828. p. 229, line 13What, to pavements and homesteads here, what were those storms of the mountains and sea?
  1829. p. 229, line 15Was the wind piping the pipe of death under the black clouds?
  1830. p. 229, line 20How the true thunder bellows after the lightning—how bright the flashes of lightning!
  1831. p. 229, line 21How Democracy with desperate vengeful port strides on, shown through the dark by those flashes of lightning!
  1832. p. 229, line 23In a lull of the deafening confusion.)
  1833. p. 230, line 7I waited the bursting forth of the pent fire—on the water and air I waited long;
  1834. p. 230, line 11Hence I will seek no more the food of the northern solitary wilds,
  1835. p. 230, line 15(Memories of old in abeyance, love and faith in abeyance,)
  1836. p. 230, line 16The insane knife toward the Mother of All.
  1837. p. 230, line 18I saw, out of the land of prairies, land of Ohio's waters and of Indiana,
  1838. p. 230, line 21Then the Mother of All with calm voice speaking,
  1839. p. 230, line 25CITY of ships!
  1840. p. 231, line 1City of the world! (for all races are here,
  1841. p. 231, line 2All the lands of the earth make contributions here;)
  1842. p. 231, line 3City of the sea! city of hurried and glittering tides!
  1843. p. 231, line 5City of wharves and stores—city of tall façades of marble and iron!
  1844. p. 231, line 13In peace I chanted peace, but now the drum of war is mine,
  1845. p. 231, line 17Up the path you have follow'd me well, spite of your hundred and extra years,
  1846. p. 231, line 24Do you hear the clank of the muskets?
  1847. p. 231, line 31O'er proud and peaceful cities and arm of the sea between.
  1848. p. 232, line 2Only hear that approval of hands! hear what a clapping!
  1849. p. 232, line 10Over hills, across lowlands, and in the skirts of woods,
  1850. p. 232, line 12As eighty-five years a-gone no mere parade receiv'd with applause of friends,
  1851. p. 232, line 19I see the lines of rais'd earth stretching from river to bay,
  1852. p. 232, line 20I mark the vista of waters, I mark the uplands and slopes;
  1853. p. 232, line 25It glitter'd in the sun in full sight of the army.
  1854. p. 233, line 1I tell not now the whole of the battle,
  1855. p. 233, line 3Of that brigade I tell, and how steadily it march'd,
  1856. p. 233, line 6It was the brigade of the youngest men, two thousand strong,
  1857. p. 233, line 7Rais'd in Virginia and Maryland, and most of them known personally to the General.
  1858. p. 233, line 9Till of a sudden unlook'd for by defiles through the woods, gain'd at night,
  1859. p. 233, line 11That brigade of the youngest was cut off and at the enemy's mercy.
  1860. p. 233, line 17I saw the moisture gather in drops on the face of the General.
  1861. p. 233, line 20But we dared not trust the chances of a pitch'd battle.
  1862. p. 233, line 23Our foe advancing, steadily getting the best of it, push'd us back to the works on this hill,
  1863. p. 233, line 25That was the going out of the brigade of the youngest men, two thousand strong,
  1864. p. 234, line 9But the night of that, mist lifting, rain ceasing,
  1865. p. 234, line 10Silent as a ghost while they thought they were sure of him, my General retreated.
  1866. p. 234, line 16Many no doubt thought of capitulation.
  1867. p. 234, line 22I myself as connecter, as chansonnier of a great future, am now speaking.
  1868. p. 234, line 27I must preserve that look as it beam'd on you rivers of Brooklyn.
  1869. p. 234, line 29It is the 27th of August and the British have landed,
  1870. p. 235, line 2The brigade of Virginia and Maryland have march'd forth to intercept the enemy,
  1871. p. 235, line 7Ah, hills and slopes of Brooklyn! I perceive you are more valuable than your owners supposed;
  1872. p. 235, line 8In the midst of you stands an encampment very old,
  1873. p. 235, line 9Stands forever the camp of that dead brigade.
  1874. p. 235, line 18Below a fertile valley spread, with barns and the orchards of summer,
  1875. p. 235, line 19Behind, the terraced sides of a mountain, abrupt, in places rising high,
  1876. p. 235, line 22The shadowy forms of men and horses, looming, large-sized, flickering,
  1877. p. 235, line 23And over all the sky—the sky! far, far out of reach, studded, breaking out, the eternal stars.
  1878. p. 236, line 1WITH its cloud of skirmishers in advance,
  1879. p. 236, line 2With now the sound of a single shot snapping like a whip, and now an irregular volley,
  1880. p. 236, line 5In columns rise and fall to the undulations of the ground,
  1881. p. 236, line 10The tents of the sleeping army, the fields' and woods' dim outline,
  1882. p. 236, line 11The darkness lit by spots of kindled fire, the silence,
  1883. p. 236, line 15Of life and death, of home and the past and loved, and of those that are far away;
  1884. p. 236, line 24(Smell you the smell of the grapes on the vines?
  1885. p. 237, line 17By the jamb of a door leans.
  1886. p. 238, line 4One touch of your hand to mine O boy, reach'd up as you lay on the ground,
  1887. p. 238, line 7Found you in death so cold dear comrade, found your body son of responding kisses, (never again on earth responding,)
  1888. p. 238, line 14Vigil of silence, love and death, vigil for you my son and my soldier,
  1889. p. 238, line 18Till at latest lingering of the night, indeed just as the dawn appear'd,
  1890. p. 238, line 22Ending my vigil strange with that, vigil of night and battle-field dim,
  1891. p. 238, line 23Vigil for boy of responding kisses, (never again on earth responding,)
  1892. p. 239, line 4Till after midnight glimmer upon us the lights of a dim-lighted building,
  1893. p. 239, line 8Shadows of deepest, deepest black, just lit by moving candles and lamps,
  1894. p. 239, line 9And by one great pitchy torch stationary with wild red flame and clouds of smoke,
  1895. p. 239, line 10By these, crowds, groups of forms vaguely I see on the floor, some in the pews laid down,
  1896. 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,)
  1897. p. 239, line 14Faces, varieties, postures beyond description, most in obscurity, some of them dead,
  1898. p. 239, line 15Surgeons operating, attendants holding lights, the smell of ether, the odor of blood,
  1899. p. 239, line 16The crowd, O the crowd of the bloody forms, the yard outside also fill'd,
  1900. p. 239, line 19The glisten of the little steel instruments catching the glint of the torches,
  1901. p. 240, line 8Then with light fingers I from the face of the nearest the first just lift the blanket;
  1902. p. 240, line 13Then to the third—a face nor child nor old, very calm, as of beautiful yellow-white ivory;
  1903. p. 240, line 14Young man I think I know you—I think this face is the face of the Christ himself,
  1904. p. 240, line 15Dead and divine and brother of all, and here again he lies.
  1905. p. 240, line 17To the music of rustling leaves kick'd by my feet, (for 'twas autumn,)
  1906. p. 240, line 18I mark'd at the foot of a tree the grave of a soldier;
  1907. p. 240, line 20The halt of a mid-day hour, when up! no time to lose—yet this sign left,
  1908. p. 240, line 24Many a changeful season to follow, and many a scene of life,
  1909. p. 241, line 13Must I indeed learn to chant the cold dirges of the baffled?
  1910. p. 241, line 14And sullen hymns of defeat?
  1911. p. 241, line 21Years hence of these scenes, of these furious passions, these chances,
  1912. p. 242, line 1Of unsurpass'd heroes, (was one side so brave? the other was equally brave;)
  1913. p. 242, line 2Now be witness again, paint the mightiest armies of earth,
  1914. p. 242, line 3Of those armies so rapid so wondrous what saw you to tell us?
  1915. p. 242, line 4What stays with you latest and deepest? of curious panics,
  1916. p. 242, line 5Of hard-fought engagements or sieges tremendous what deepest remains?
  1917. p. 242, line 7What you ask of my days those the strangest and sudden your talking recalls,
  1918. p. 242, line 9In the nick of time I come, plunge in the fight, loudly shout in the rush of successful charge,
  1919. p. 242, line 14While the world of gain and appearance and mirth goes on,
  1920. p. 242, line 17Whoever you are, follow without noise and be of strong heart.)
  1921. p. 242, line 22Or to the rows of the hospital tent, or under the roof'd hospital,
  1922. p. 242, line 23To the long rows of cots up and down each side I return,
  1923. p. 243, line 3On, on I go, (open doors of time! open hospital doors!)
  1924. p. 243, line 5The neck of the cavalry-man with the bullet through and through I examine,
  1925. p. 243, line 9From the stump of the arm, the amputated hand,
  1926. p. 244, line 6But now, ah now, to learn from crises of anguish, advancing, grappling with direst fate and recoiling not,
  1927. p. 244, line 14Give me nights perfectly quiet as on high plateaus west of the Mississippi, and I looking up at the stars,
  1928. p. 244, line 15Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturb'd,
  1929. p. 244, line 16Give me for marriage a sweet-breath'd woman of whom I should never tire,
  1930. p. 244, line 17Give me a perfect child, give me away aside from the noise of the world a rural domestic life,
  1931. p. 245, line 3Yet giving to make me glutted, enrich'd of soul, you give me forever faces;
  1932. p. 245, line 8Keep your fields of clover and timothy, and your corn-fields and orchards,
  1933. p. 245, line 13Give me such shows—give me the streets of Manhattan!
  1934. p. 245, line 14Give me Broadway, with the soldiers marching—give me the sound of the trumpets and drums!
  1935. p. 245, line 19The life of the theatre, bar-room, huge hotel, for me!
  1936. p. 245, line 20The saloon of the steamer! the crowded excursion for me! the torchlight procession!
  1937. p. 245, line 24The endless and noisy chorus, the rustle and clank of muskets, (even the sight of the wounded,)
  1938. p. 246, line 10And I hear the sound of coming full-key'd bugles,
  1939. p. 246, line 11All the channels of the city streets they're flooding,
  1940. p. 246, line 15And every blow of the great convulsive drums,
  1941. p. 246, line 18(In the foremost ranks of the fierce assault they fell,
  1942. p. 247, line 2Be not dishearten'd, affection shall solve the problems of freedom yet,
  1943. p. 247, line 5Sons of the Mother of All, you shall yet be victorious,
  1944. p. 247, line 6You shall yet laugh to scorn the attacks of all the remainder of the earth.
  1945. p. 247, line 11More precious to each other than all the riches of the earth.
  1946. p. 247, line 13Not the perfumes of flowers, but sweeter, and wafted beyond death.
  1947. p. 247, line 16The dependence of Liberty shall be lovers,
  1948. p. 247, line 17The continuance of Equality shall be comrades.
  1949. p. 247, line 18These shall tie you and band you stronger than hoops of iron,
  1950. p. 247, line 19I, ecstatic, O partners! O lands! with the love of lovers tie you.
  1951. p. 248, line 5And through the stillness, through the dark, I hear, just hear, the breath of my infant,
  1952. p. 248, line 9I hear the sounds of the different missiles, the short t-h-t! t-h-t! of the rifle-balls,
  1953. p. 248, line 11The grape like the hum and whirr of wind through the trees, (tumultuous now the contest rages,)
  1954. p. 248, line 13The crashing and smoking, the pride of the men in their pieces,
  1955. p. 248, line 14The chief-gunner ranges and sights his piece and selects a fuse of the right time,
  1956. p. 248, line 16Elsewhere I hear the cry of a regiment charging, (the young colonel leads himself this time with brandish'd sword,)
  1957. p. 248, line 20Then resumed the chaos louder than ever, with eager calls and orders of officers,
  1958. p. 248, line 21While from some distant part of the field the wind wafts to my ears a shout of applause, (some special success,)
  1959. p. 248, line 22And ever the sound of the cannon far or near, (rousing even in dreams a devilish exultation and all the old mad joy in the depths of my soul,)
  1960. p. 248, line 23And ever the hastening of infantry shifting positions, batteries, cavalry, moving hither and thither,
  1961. p. 249, line 3With the patter of small arms, the warning s-s-t of the rifles, (these in my vision I hear or see,)
  1962. p. 249, line 26And at intervals waiting or in the midst of camp,
  1963. p. 250, line 1RACE of veterans—race of victors!
  1964. p. 250, line 2Race of the soil, ready for conflict—race of the conquering march!
  1965. p. 250, line 4Race henceforth owning no law but the law of itself,
  1966. p. 250, line 5Race of passion and the storm.
  1967. p. 250, line 7Milky hue ript, weft of white detaching,
  1968. p. 250, line 15When lo! more than all the gifts of the world you gave me.
  1969. p. 250, line 21Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost,
  1970. p. 250, line 22That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world;
  1971. p. 251, line 7(As I glance upward out of this page studying you, dear friend, whoever you are,)
  1972. p. 251, line 8How solemn the thought of my whispering soul to each in the ranks, and to you,
  1973. p. 251, line 18I know my words are weapons full of danger, full of death,
  1974. p. 251, line 22And the threat of what is call'd hell is little or nothing to me,
  1975. p. 251, line 23And the lure of what is call'd heaven is little or nothing to me;
  1976. p. 252, line 1DELICATE cluster! flag of teeming life!
  1977. p. 252, line 3Flag of death! (how I watch'd you through the smoke of battle pressing!
  1978. p. 252, line 5Flag cerulean—sunny flag, with the orbs of night dappled!
  1979. p. 252, line 7Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty!
  1980. p. 252, line 13(I have been born of the same as the war was born,
  1981. p. 252, line 22Out of its countless beleaguering toils, after thwarting them all,
  1982. p. 252, line 27And psalms of the dead.
  1983. p. 253, line 1SPIRIT whose work is done—spirit of dreadful hours!
  1984. p. 253, line 2Ere departing fade from my eyes your forests of bayonets;
  1985. p. 253, line 3Spirit of gloomiest fears and doubts, (yet onward ever unfaltering pressing,)
  1986. p. 253, line 4Spirit of many a solemn day and many a savage scene—electric spirit,
  1987. p. 253, line 6Rousing the land with breath of flame, while you beat and beat the drum,
  1988. p. 253, line 7Now as the sound of the drum, hollow and harsh to the last, reverberates round me,
  1989. p. 253, line 9As the muskets of the young men yet lean over their shoulders,
  1990. p. 253, line 11As those slanted bayonets, whole forests of them appearing in the distance, approach and pass on, returning homeward,
  1991. p. 253, line 14Spirit of hours I knew, all hectic red one day, but pale as death next day,
  1992. p. 253, line 16Leave me your pulses of rage—bequeath them to me—fill me with currents convulsive,
  1993. p. 253, line 17Let them scorch and blister out of my chants when you are gone,
  1994. p. 253, line 20You of the rude campaigning, (which we shared,)
  1995. p. 253, line 21The rapid march, the life of the camp,
  1996. p. 253, line 22The hot contention of opposing fronts, the long manœuvre,
  1997. p. 253, line 24Spell of all brave and manly hearts, the trains of time through you and like of you all fill'd,
  1998. p. 254, line 1Myself and this contentious soul of mine,
  1999. p. 254, line 9Turn from lands retrospective recording proofs of the past,
  2000. p. 254, line 10From the singers that sing the trailing glories of the past,
  2001. p. 254, line 11From the chants of the feudal world, the triumphs of kings, slavery, caste,
  2002. p. 254, line 13Leave to the singers of hitherto, give them the trailing past,
  2003. p. 254, line 15(Lo, how the wars of the past have duly inured to you, and the wars of the present also inure;)
  2004. p. 254, line 23To the leaven'd soil of the general Western world to attest my songs,
  2005. p. 254, line 26To the plains of the poems of heroes, to the prairies spreading wide,
  2006. p. 255, line 3The average earth, the witness of war and peace, acknowledges mutely,
  2007. p. 255, line 6But the hot sun of the South is to fully ripen my songs.
  2008. p. 255, line 12And thought of him I love.
  2009. p. 255, line 14O shades of night—O moody, tearful night!
  2010. p. 255, line 16O cruel hands that hold me powerless—O helpless soul of me!
  2011. p. 255, line 19Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
  2012. p. 256, line 2With delicate-color'd blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
  2013. p. 256, line 9Song of the bleeding throat,
  2014. p. 256, line 10Death's outlet song of life, (for well dear brother I know,
  2015. p. 256, line 12Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities,
  2016. p. 256, line 14Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes, passing the endless grass,
  2017. p. 256, line 16Passing the apple-tree blows of white and pink in the orchards,
  2018. p. 256, line 21With the pomp of the inloop'd flags with the cities draped in black,
  2019. p. 256, line 22With the show of the States themselves as of crape-veil'd women standing,
  2020. p. 256, line 23With processions long and winding and the flambeaus of the night,
  2021. p. 256, line 24With the countless torches lit, with the silent sea of faces and the unbared heads,
  2022. p. 256, line 27With all the mournful voices of the dirges pour'd around the coffin,
  2023. p. 257, line 3I give you my sprig of lilac.
  2024. p. 257, line 7All over bouquets of roses,
  2025. p. 257, line 12For you and the coffins all of you O death.)
  2026. p. 257, line 19As the night advanced, and I saw on the rim of the west how full you were of woe,
  2027. p. 257, line 21As I watch'd where you pass'd and was lost in the netherward black of the night,
  2028. p. 258, line 3And what shall my perfume be for the grave of him I love?
  2029. p. 258, line 6These and with these and the breath of my chant,
  2030. p. 258, line 7I'll perfume the grave of him I love.
  2031. p. 258, line 10To adorn the burial-house of him I love?
  2032. p. 258, line 11Pictures of growing spring and farms and homes,
  2033. p. 258, line 13With floods of the yellow gold of the gorgeous, indolent, sinking sun, burning, expanding the air,
  2034. p. 258, line 14With the fresh sweet herbage under foot, and the pale green leaves of the trees prolific,
  2035. p. 258, line 15In the distance the flowing glaze, the breast of the river, with a wind-dapple here and there,
  2036. p. 258, line 17And the city at hand with dwellings so dense, and stacks of chimneys,
  2037. p. 258, line 18And all the scenes of life and the workshops, and the workmen homeward returning.
  2038. p. 259, line 6Limitless out of the dusk, out of the cedars and pines.
  2039. p. 259, line 8Loud human song, with voice of uttermost woe.
  2040. p. 259, line 14In the close of the day with its light and the fields of spring, and the farmers preparing their crops,
  2041. p. 259, line 15In the large unconscious scenery of my land with its lakes and forests,
  2042. p. 259, line 17Under the arching heavens of the afternoon swift passing, and the voices of children and women,
  2043. p. 259, line 20And the infinite separate houses, how they all went on, each with its meals and minutia of daily usages,
  2044. p. 259, line 24And I knew death, its thought, and the sacred knowledge of death.
  2045. p. 259, line 25Then with the knowledge of death as walking one side of me,
  2046. p. 259, line 26And the thought of death close-walking the other side of me,
  2047. p. 260, line 1And I in the middle as with companions, and as holding the hands of companions,
  2048. p. 260, line 3Down to the shores of the water, the path by the swamp in the dimness,
  2049. p. 260, line 7And he sang the carol of death, and a verse for him I love.
  2050. p. 260, line 10Came the carol of the bird.
  2051. p. 260, line 11And the charm of the carol rapt me,
  2052. p. 260, line 13And the voice of my spirit tallied the song of the bird.
  2053. p. 260, line 21For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding death.
  2054. p. 260, line 23Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome?
  2055. p. 260, line 28Lost in the loving floating ocean of thee,
  2056. p. 260, line 29Laved in the flood of thy bliss O death.
  2057. p. 260, line 32And the sights of the open landscape and the high-spread sky are fitting,
  2058. p. 261, line 9To the tally of my soul,
  2059. p. 261, line 16As to long panoramas of visions.
  2060. p. 261, line 18I saw as in noiseless dreams hundreds of battle-flags,
  2061. p. 261, line 19Borne through the smoke of the battles and pierc'd with missiles I saw them,
  2062. p. 261, line 23I saw battle-corpses, myriads of them,
  2063. p. 261, line 24And the white skeletons of young men, I saw them,
  2064. p. 261, line 25I saw the debris and debris of all the slain soldiers of the war,
  2065. p. 261, line 32Passing, unloosing the hold of my comrades' hands,
  2066. p. 262, line 1Passing the song of the hermit bird and the tallying song of my soul,
  2067. p. 262, line 5Covering the earth and filling the spread of the heaven,
  2068. p. 262, line 12Yet each to keep and all, retrievements out of the night,
  2069. p. 262, line 13The song, the wondrous chant of the gray-brown bird,
  2070. p. 262, line 15With the lustrous and drooping star with the countenance full of woe,
  2071. p. 262, line 16With the holders holding my hand nearing the call of the bird,
  2072. p. 262, line 18For the sweetest, wisest soul of all my days and lands—and this for his dear sake,
  2073. p. 262, line 19Lilac and star and bird twined with the chant of my soul,
  2074. p. 262, line 26O the bleeding drops of red,
  2075. p. 263, line 23Sing of the love we bore him—because you, dweller in camps, know it truly.
  2076. p. 263, line 25Sing—as they close the doors of earth upon him—one verse,
  2077. p. 263, line 26For the heavy hearts of soldiers.
  2078. p. 263, line 30Was saved the Union of these States.
  2079. p. 264, line 2As I mused of these warlike days and of peace return'd, and the dead that return no more,
  2080. p. 264, line 4Chant me the poem, it said, that comes from the soul of America, chant me the carol of victory,
  2081. p. 264, line 5And strike up the marches of Libertad, marches more powerful yet,
  2082. p. 264, line 6And sing me before you go the song of the throes of Democracy.
  2083. p. 264, line 16We are executive in ourselves, we are sufficient in the variety of ourselves,
  2084. p. 264, line 20Nothing is sinful to us outside of ourselves,
  2085. 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.
  2086. p. 265, line 13(With pangs and cries as thine own O bearer of many children,
  2087. p. 265, line 14These clamors wild to a race of pride I give.)
  2088. p. 265, line 18Fear the mellow sweet, the sucking of honey-juice,
  2089. p. 265, line 19Beware the advancing mortal ripening of Nature,
  2090. p. 265, line 20Beware what precedes the decay of the ruggedness of states and men.
  2091. p. 265, line 23The immortal poets of Asia and Europe have done their work and pass'd to other spheres,
  2092. p. 265, line 24A work remains, the work of surpassing all they have done.
  2093. p. 266, line 1Stands removed, spacious, composite, sound, initiates the true use of precedents,
  2094. p. 266, line 8One land must be the promise and reliance of the future.
  2095. p. 266, line 10Here is not merely a nation but a teeming Nation of nations,
  2096. p. 266, line 11Here the doings of men correspond with the broadcast doings of the day and night,
  2097. p. 266, line 12Here is what moves in magnificent masses careless of particulars,
  2098. p. 266, line 15Land of lands and bards to corroborate!
  2099. p. 266, line 16Of them standing among them, one lifts to the light a west-bred face,
  2100. p. 266, line 19Built of the common stock, having room for far and near,
  2101. p. 267, line 1Growths growing from him to offset the growths of pine, cedar, hemlock, live-oak, locust, chestnut, hickory, cottonwood, orange, magnolia,
  2102. p. 267, line 3He likening sides and peaks of mountains, forests coated with northern transparent ice,
  2103. p. 267, line 5Through him flights, whirls, screams, answering those of the fish-hawk, mocking-bird, night-heron, and eagle,
  2104. p. 267, line 7Surrounding the essences of real things, old times and present times,
  2105. p. 267, line 8Surrounding just found shores, islands, tribes of red aborigines,
  2106. p. 267, line 10The haughty defiance of the Year One, war, peace, the formation of the Constitution,
  2107. p. 267, line 14Surrounding the multiform agriculture, mines, temperature, the gestation of new States,
  2108. p. 267, line 16Surrounding the noble character of mechanics and farmers, especially the young men,
  2109. p. 267, line 17Responding their manners, speech, dress, friendships, the gait they have of persons who never knew how it felt to stand in the presence of superiors,
  2110. p. 267, line 18The freshness and candor of their physiognomy, the copiousness and decision of their phrenology,
  2111. p. 267, line 19The picturesque looseness of their carriage, their fierceness when wrong'd,
  2112. p. 267, line 20The fluency of their speech, their delight in music, their curiosity, good temper and open-handedness, the whole composite make,
  2113. p. 267, line 22The perfect equality of the female with the male, the fluid movement of the population,
  2114. p. 268, line 3Slavery—the murderous, treacherous conspiracy to raise it upon the ruins of all the rest,
  2115. p. 268, line 8No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce,
  2116. p. 268, line 12And your foot on the neck of the menacing one, the scorner utterly crush'd beneath you,
  2117. p. 268, line 15To-day a carrion dead and damn'd, the despised of all the earth,
  2118. p. 268, line 18Others adorn the past, but you O days of the present, I adorn you,
  2119. p. 268, line 19O days of the future I believe in you—I isolate myself for your sake,
  2120. p. 268, line 24But damn that which spends itself with no thought of the stain, pains, dismay, feebleness, it is bequeathing.)
  2121. p. 269, line 1By them all native and grand, by them alone can these States be fused into the compact organism of a Nation.
  2122. p. 269, line 3That only holds men together which aggregates all in a living principle, as the hold of the limbs of the body or the fibres of plants.
  2123. p. 269, line 4Of all races and eras these States with veins full of poetical stuff most need poets, and are to have the greatest, and use them the greatest,
  2124. p. 269, line 6(Soul of love and tongue of fire!
  2125. p. 269, line 9Of these States the poet is the equable man,
  2126. p. 269, line 10Not in him but off from him things are grotesque, eccentric, fail of their full returns,
  2127. p. 269, line 11Nothing out of its place is good, nothing in its place is bad,
  2128. p. 269, line 13He is the arbiter of the diverse, he is the key,
  2129. p. 269, line 14He is the equalizer of his age and land,
  2130. p. 269, line 16In peace out of him speaks the spirit of peace, large, rich, thrifty, building populous towns, encouraging agriculture, arts, commerce, lighting the study of man, the soul, health, immortality, government,
  2131. p. 269, line 17In war he is the best backer of the war, he fetches artillery as good as the engineer's, he can make every word he speaks draw blood,
  2132. p. 269, line 22His thoughts are the hymns of the praise of things,
  2133. p. 270, line 3For the great Idea, the idea of perfect and free individuals,
  2134. p. 270, line 4For that, the bard walks in advance, leader of leaders,
  2135. p. 270, line 5The attitude of him cheers up slaves and horrifies foreign despots.
  2136. p. 270, line 7They live in the feelings of young men and the best women,
  2137. p. 270, line 8(Not for nothing have the indomitable heads of the earth been always ready to fall for Liberty.)
  2138. p. 270, line 10That, O my brethren, that is the mission of poets.
  2139. p. 270, line 11Songs of stern defiance ever ready,
  2140. p. 270, line 12Songs of the rapid arming and the march,
  2141. p. 270, line 13The flag of peace quick-folded, and instead the flag we know,
  2142. p. 270, line 14Warlike flag of the great Idea.
  2143. p. 270, line 22Cold, cold in death, for precious life of you,
  2144. p. 271, line 3Have you learn'd the physiology, phrenology, politics, geography, pride, freedom, friendship of the land? its substratums and objects?
  2145. p. 271, line 4Have you consider'd the organic compact of the first day of the first year of Independence, sign'd by the Commissioners, ratified by the States, and read by Washington at the head of the army?
  2146. p. 271, line 5Have you possess'd yourself of the Federal Constitution?
  2147. p. 271, line 6Do you see who have left all feudal processes and poems behind them, and assumed the poems and processes of Democracy?
  2148. p. 271, line 7Are you faithful to things? do you teach what the land and sea, the bodies of men, womanhood, amativeness, heroic angers, teach?
  2149. p. 271, line 9Can you hold your hand against all seductions, follies, whirls, fierce contentions? are you very strong? are you really of the whole People?
  2150. p. 271, line 10Are you not of some coterie? some school or mere religion?
  2151. p. 271, line 11Are you done with reviews and criticisms of life? animating now to life itself?
  2152. p. 271, line 12Have you vivified yourself from the maternity of these States?
  2153. p. 271, line 18Have you not imported this or the spirit of it in some ship?
  2154. p. 271, line 20Has it not dangled long at the heels of the poets, politicians, literats, of enemies' lands?
  2155. p. 271, line 23Does it sound with trumpet-voice the proud victory of the Union in that secession war?
  2156. p. 272, line 2Does it see behind the apparent custodians the real custodians standing, menacing, silent, the mechanics, Manhattanese, Western men, Southerners, significant alike in their apathy, and in the promptness of their love?
  2157. p. 272, line 3Does it see what finally befalls, and has always finally befallen, each temporizer, patcher, outsider, partialist, alarmist, infidel, who has ever ask'd any thing of America?
  2158. p. 272, line 5The track strew'd with the dust of skeletons,
  2159. p. 272, line 8The swarms of reflectors and the polite pass, and leave ashes,
  2160. p. 272, line 9Admirers, importers, obedient persons, make but the soil of literature,
  2161. p. 272, line 11Only toward the likes of itself will it advance to meet them,
  2162. p. 272, line 12If its poets appear it will in due time advance to meet them, there is no fear of mistake,
  2163. p. 272, line 13(The proof of a poet shall be sternly deferr'd till his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorb'd it.)
  2164. p. 272, line 15The blood of the brawn beloved of time is unconstraint;
  2165. p. 272, line 16In the need of songs, philosophy, an appropriate native grand-opera, shipcraft, any craft,
  2166. p. 273, line 4Give me to sing the songs of the great Idea, take all the rest,
  2167. p. 273, line 8Gone freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young, and with the mothers of families,
  2168. p. 273, line 16I am willing to wait to be understood by the growth of the taste of myself,
  2169. p. 273, line 20I swear I begin to see the meaning of these things,
  2170. p. 273, line 28The only government is that which makes minute of individuals,
  2171. p. 273, line 29The whole theory of the universe is directed unerringly to one single individual—namely to You.
  2172. p. 274, line 7Underneath all is the Expression of love for men and women,
  2173. p. 274, line 8(I swear I have seen enough of mean and impotent modes of expressing love for men and women,
  2174. p. 274, line 9After this day I take my own modes of expressing love for men and women.)
  2175. p. 274, line 10I swear I will have each quality of my race in myself,
  2176. p. 274, line 11(Talk as you like, he only suits these States whose manners favor the audacity and sublime turbulence of the States.)
  2177. p. 274, line 12Underneath the lessons of things, spirits, Nature, governments, ownerships, I swear I perceive other lessons,
  2178. p. 274, line 18Its endless gestations of new States are you and me,
  2179. p. 274, line 23I dare not shirk any part of myself,
  2180. p. 274, line 24Not any part of America good or bad,
  2181. p. 274, line 27Not to justify science nor the march of equality,
  2182. p. 274, line 28Nor to feed the arrogant blood of the brawn belov'd of time.
  2183. p. 275, line 13I will confront these shows of the day and night,
  2184. p. 276, line 3I thrill'd with the power's pulsations, and the charm of my theme was upon me,
  2185. p. 276, line 5And I saw the free souls of poets,
  2186. p. 276, line 6The loftiest bards of past ages strode before me,
  2187. p. 276, line 9Not for the bards of the past, not to invoke them have I launch'd you forth,
  2188. p. 276, line 16Bards of the great Idea! bards of the peaceful inventions! (for the war, the war is over!)
  2189. p. 276, line 17Yet bards of latent armies, a million soldiers waiting ever-ready,
  2190. p. 276, line 19Ample Ohio's, Kanada's bards—bards of California! inland bards—bards of the war!
  2191. p. 277, line 1AS consequent from store of summer rains,
  2192. p. 277, line 5Songs of continued years I sing.
  2193. p. 277, line 7With the old streams of death.)
  2194. p. 277, line 9Some down Colorado's cañons from sources of perpetual snow,
  2195. p. 277, line 17Overtures sent to the solid out of the liquid,
  2196. p. 277, line 18Fusion of ocean and land, tender and pensive waves,
  2197. p. 277, line 20Out of the depths the storm's abysmic waves, who knows whence?
  2198. p. 277, line 22Or from the sea of Time, collecting vasting all, I bring,
  2199. p. 277, line 23A windrow-drift of weeds and shells.
  2200. p. 277, line 25Will you not little shells to the tympans of temples held,
  2201. p. 277, line 27Wafted inland, sent from Atlantica's rim, strains for the soul of the prairies,
  2202. p. 277, line 28Whisper'd reverberations, chords for the ear of the West joyously sounding,
  2203. p. 277, line 30Infinitesimals out of my life, and many a life,
  2204. p. 278, line 5Now I awhile retire to thee O soil of autumn fields,
  2205. p. 278, line 7Answering the pulses of thy sane and equable heart,
  2206. p. 278, line 10O harvest of my lands—O boundless summer growths,
  2207. p. 278, line 15Gorgeous processions, songs of birds,
  2208. p. 278, line 19The liliput countless armies of the grass,
  2209. p. 278, line 21The scenery of the snows, the winds' free orchestra,
  2210. p. 278, line 22The stretching light-hung roof of clouds, the clear cerulean and the silvery fringes,
  2211. p. 278, line 25The shows of all the varied lands and all the growths and products.
  2212. p. 278, line 29Thou laughest loud with ache of great possessions,
  2213. p. 279, line 2As rain falls from the heaven and vapors rise from earth, so have the precious values fallen upon thee and risen out of thee;
  2214. p. 279, line 3Thou envy of the globe! thou miracle!
  2215. p. 279, line 5Thou lucky Mistress of the tranquil barns,
  2216. p. 279, line 10Sad were the shows around me with deafening noises of hatred and smoke of war;
  2217. p. 279, line 11In the midst of the conflict, the heroes, I stood,
  2218. p. 279, line 14Nor the measur'd march of soldiers, nor the tents of camps,
  2219. p. 279, line 15Nor the regiments hastily coming up deploying in line of battle;
  2220. p. 279, line 16No more the sad, unnatural shows of war.
  2221. p. 280, line 1But on these days of brightness,
  2222. p. 280, line 6And along the edge of the sky in the horizon's far margin.
  2223. p. 280, line 11I saw the day the return of the heroes,
  2224. p. 280, line 14I saw the interminable corps, I saw the processions of armies,
  2225. p. 280, line 16Streaming northward, their work done, camping awhile in clusters of mighty camps.
  2226. p. 280, line 18Worn, swart, handsome, strong, of the stock of homestead and workshop,
  2227. p. 280, line 19Harden'd of many a long campaign and sweaty march,
  2228. p. 281, line 2The season of thanks and the voice of full-yielding,
  2229. p. 281, line 3The chant of joy and power for boundless fertility.
  2230. p. 281, line 5I see the true arenas of my race, or first or last,
  2231. p. 281, line 9I see where the Mother of All,
  2232. p. 281, line 11And counts the varied gathering of the products.
  2233. p. 281, line 13Prairie, orchard, and yellow grain of the North,
  2234. p. 281, line 14Cotton and rice of the South and Louisianian cane,
  2235. p. 281, line 15Open unseeded fallows, rich fields of clover and timothy,
  2236. p. 281, line 16Kine and horses feeding, and droves of sheep and swine,
  2237. p. 281, line 21Not alone on those warlike fields the Mother of All,
  2238. p. 281, line 24The Mother of All, yet here as ever she watches you.
  2239. p. 281, line 26Over the fields of the West those crawling monsters,
  2240. p. 281, line 30The engines, thrashers of grain and cleaners of grain, well separating the straw, the nimble work of the patent pitchfork,
  2241. p. 282, line 6Under thee only they harvest, even but a wisp of hay under thy great face only,
  2242. p. 282, line 7Harvest the wheat of Ohio, Illinois, Wisconsin, every barbed spear under thee,
  2243. p. 282, line 8Harvest the maize of Missouri, Kentucky, Tennessee, each ear in its light-green sheath,
  2244. p. 282, line 10Oats to their bins, the white potato, the buckwheat of Michigan, to theirs;
  2245. p. 282, line 11Gather the cotton in Mississippi or Alabama, dig and hoard the golden the sweet potato of Georgia and the Carolinas,
  2246. p. 282, line 12Clip the wool of California or Pennsylvania,
  2247. p. 282, line 14Pick the pea and the bean, or pull apples from the trees or bunches of grapes from the vines,
  2248. p. 282, line 19And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day,
  2249. p. 282, line 20Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.
  2250. p. 282, line 21The early lilacs became part of this child,
  2251. p. 282, line 22And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and red clover, and the song of the phoebe-bird,
  2252. p. 282, line 24And the noisy brood of the barnyard or by the mire of the pond-side,
  2253. p. 283, line 2And the water-plants with their graceful flat heads, all became part of him.
  2254. p. 283, line 3The field-sprouts of Fourth-month and Fifth-month became part of him,
  2255. p. 283, line 4Winter-grain sprouts and those of the light-yellow corn, and the esculent roots of the garden,
  2256. p. 283, line 6And the old drunkard staggering home from the outhouse of the tavern whence he had lately risen,
  2257. p. 283, line 10And all the changes of city and country wherever he went.
  2258. p. 283, line 12They gave this child more of themselves than that,
  2259. p. 283, line 13They gave him afterward every day, they became part of him.
  2260. p. 283, line 19Affection that will not be gainsay'd, the sense of what is real, the thought if after all it should prove unreal,
  2261. p. 283, line 20The doubts of day-time and the doubts of night-time, the curious whether and how,
  2262. p. 283, line 23The streets themselves and the façades of houses, and goods in the windows,
  2263. p. 284, line 1Shadows, aureola and mist, the light falling on roofs and gables of white or brown two miles off,
  2264. p. 284, line 4The strata of color'd clouds, the long bar of maroon-tint away solitary by itself, the spread of purity it lies motionless in,
  2265. p. 284, line 5The horizon's edge, the flying sea-crow, the fragrance of salt marsh and shore mud,
  2266. p. 284, line 6These became part of that child who went forth every day, and who now goes, and will always go forth every day.
  2267. p. 284, line 7FAR hence amid an isle of wondrous beauty,
  2268. p. 284, line 13Of all the earth her heart most full of sorrow because most full of love.
  2269. p. 285, line 3That house once full of passion and beauty, all else I notice not,
  2270. p. 285, line 6That immortal house more than all the rows of dwellings ever built!
  2271. p. 285, line 9Fair, fearful wreck—tenement of a soul—itself a soul,
  2272. p. 285, line 11Take one tear dropt aside as I go for thought of you,
  2273. p. 285, line 12Dead house of love—house of madness and sin, crumbled, crush'd,
  2274. p. 285, line 13House of life, erewhile talking and laughing—but ah, poor house, dead even then,
  2275. p. 285, line 21How can you be alive you growths of spring?
  2276. p. 285, line 22How can you furnish health you blood of herbs, roots, orchards, grain?
  2277. p. 285, line 25Where have you disposed of their carcasses?
  2278. p. 285, line 26Those drunkards and gluttons of so many generations?
  2279. p. 286, line 2I do not see any of it upon you to-day, or perhaps I am deceiv'd,
  2280. p. 286, line 4I am sure I shall expose some of the foul meat.
  2281. p. 286, line 6Perhaps every mite has once form'd part of a sick person—yet behold!
  2282. p. 286, line 7The grass of spring covers the prairies,
  2283. p. 286, line 9The delicate spear of the onion pierces upward,
  2284. p. 286, line 11The resurrection of the wheat appears with pale visage out of its graves,
  2285. p. 286, line 14The young of poultry break through the hatch'd eggs,
  2286. p. 286, line 15The new-born of animals appear, the calf is dropt from the cow, the colt from the mare,
  2287. p. 286, line 16Out of its little hill faithfully rise the potato's dark green leaves,
  2288. p. 286, line 17Out of its hill rises the yellow maize-stalk, the lilacs bloom in the dooryards,
  2289. p. 286, line 18The summer growth is innocent and disdainful above all those strata of sour dead.
  2290. p. 286, line 21That this is no cheat, this transparent green-wash of the sea which is so amorous after me,
  2291. 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,
  2292. p. 286, line 29Though probably every spear of grass rises out of what was once a catching disease.
  2293. p. 287, line 2It grows such sweet things out of such corruptions,
  2294. p. 287, line 3It turns harmless and stainless on its axis, with such endless successions of diseas'd corpses,
  2295. p. 287, line 4It distills such exquisite winds out of such infused fetor,
  2296. p. 287, line 9That is nothing that is quell'd by one or two failures, or any number of failures,
  2297. p. 287, line 10Or by the indifference or ingratitude of the people, or by any unfaithfulness,
  2298. p. 287, line 11Or the show of the tushes of power, soldiers, cannon, penal statutes.
  2299. p. 287, line 15(Not songs of loyalty alone are these,
  2300. p. 287, line 16But songs of insurrection also,
  2301. p. 287, line 17For I am the sworn poet of every dauntless rebel the world over,
  2302. p. 287, line 27But for all this Liberty has not gone out of the place, nor the infidel enter'd into full possession.
  2303. p. 288, line 1When liberty goes out of a place it is not the first to go, nor the second or third to go,
  2304. p. 288, line 3When there are no more memories of heroes and martyrs,
  2305. p. 288, line 4And when all life and all the souls of men and women are discharged from any part of the earth,
  2306. p. 288, line 5Then only shall liberty or the idea of liberty be discharged from that part of the earth,
  2307. p. 288, line 16Garner'd clusters of ages that men and women like us grew up and travel'd their course and pass'd on,
  2308. p. 288, line 20What sort of marriage, what costumes, what physiology and phrenology,
  2309. p. 288, line 21What of liberty and slavery among them, what they thought of death and the soul,
  2310. p. 289, line 1I know that they belong to the scheme of the world every bit as much as we now belong to it.
  2311. p. 289, line 4Some naked and savage, some like huge collections of insects,
  2312. p. 289, line 8Are those billions of men really gone?
  2313. p. 289, line 9Are those women of the old experience of the earth gone?
  2314. p. 289, line 12I believe of all those men and women that fill'd the unnamed lands, every one exists this hour here or elsewhere, invisible to us,
  2315. p. 289, line 13In exact proportion to what he or she grew from in life, and out of what he or she did, felt, became, loved, sinn'd, in life.
  2316. 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;
  2317. p. 289, line 15Of their languages, governments, marriage, literature, products, games, wars, manners, crimes, prisons, slaves, heroes, poets,
  2318. p. 289, line 16I suspect their results curiously await in the yet unseen world, counterparts of what accrued to them in the seen world,
  2319. p. 289, line 18I suspect I shall there find each old particular of those unnamed lands.
  2320. p. 289, line 23The soul is of itself,
  2321. p. 290, line 1All that a person does, says, thinks, is of consequence,
  2322. p. 290, line 2Not a move can a man or woman make, that affects him or her in a day, month, any part of the direct lifetime, or the hour of death,
  2323. p. 290, line 6Not one word or deed, not venereal sore, discoloration, privacy of the onanist,
  2324. p. 290, line 7Putridity of gluttons or rum-drinkers, peculation, cunning, betrayal, murder, seduction, prostitution,
  2325. p. 290, line 11In the unshakable order of the universe and through the whole scope of it forever.
  2326. p. 290, line 15Singly, wholly, to affect now, affected their time, will forever affect, all of the past and all of the present and all of the future,
  2327. p. 290, line 16All the brave actions of war and peace,
  2328. p. 290, line 18All self-denial that stood steady and aloof on wrecks, and saw others fill the seats of the boats,
  2329. p. 290, line 19All offering of substance or life for the good old cause, or for a friend's sake, or opinion's sake,
  2330. p. 290, line 20All pains of enthusiasts scoff'd at by their neighbors,
  2331. p. 290, line 21All the limitless sweet love and precious suffering of mothers,
  2332. p. 290, line 23All the grandeur and good of ancient nations whose fragments we inherit,
  2333. p. 290, line 24All the good of the dozens of ancient nations unknown to us by name, date, location,
  2334. p. 291, line 2All suggestions of the divine mind of man or the divinity of his mouth, or the shaping of his great hands,
  2335. p. 291, line 3All that is well thought or said this day on any part of the globe, or on any of the wandering stars, or on any of the fix'd stars, by those there as we are here,
  2336. p. 291, line 11Prudence entirely satisfies the craving and glut of souls,
  2337. p. 291, line 14Now I breathe the word of the prudence that walks abreast with time, space, reality,
  2338. p. 291, line 17Declines to separate one part of life from every part,
  2339. p. 292, line 1O sight of pity, shame and dole!
  2340. p. 292, line 4Rose to the roof, the vaults of heaven above,
  2341. p. 292, line 5Pouring in floods of melody in tones so pensive sweet and strong the like whereof was never heard,
  2342. p. 292, line 9When down a narrow aisle amid the thieves and outlaws of the land,
  2343. p. 292, line 20Nor pardon finds, nor balm of rest.
  2344. p. 292, line 22O heart-sick days! O nights of woe!
  2345. p. 292, line 23Nor hand of friend, nor loving face,
  2346. p. 292, line 24Nor favor comes, nor word of grace.
  2347. p. 293, line 7Strange sea of prison faces, a thousand varied, crafty, brutal, seam'd and beauteous faces,
  2348. p. 293, line 14With deep half-stifled sobs and sound of bad men bow'd and moved to weeping,
  2349. p. 293, line 15And youth's convulsive breathings, memories of home,
  2350. p. 293, line 19Years after, even in the hour of death, the sad refrain, the tune, the voice, the words,
  2351. p. 293, line 22O sight of pity, shame and dole!
  2352. p. 293, line 24WARBLE me now for joy of lilac-time, (returning in reminiscence,)
  2353. p. 293, line 25Sort me O tongue and lips for Nature's sake, souvenirs of earliest summer,
  2354. p. 294, line 3Shimmer of waters with fish in them, the cerulean above,
  2355. p. 294, line 8Or flitting among the trees of the apple-orchard, building the nest of his mate,
  2356. p. 294, line 9The melted snow of March, the willow sending forth its yellow-green sprouts,
  2357. p. 294, line 16Gathering these hints, the preludes, the blue sky, the grass, the morning drops of dew,
  2358. p. 294, line 21A warble for joy of lilac-time, returning in reminiscence.
  2359. p. 294, line 25But that thou walk'dst thy years in barter, 'mid the haunts of brokers,
  2360. p. 294, line 29Turning from all the samples, monuments of heroes.
  2361. p. 295, line 2Noiseless uprose, phantasmic, (as by night Auroras of the north,)
  2362. p. 295, line 18In one, along a suite of noble rooms,
  2363. p. 295, line 20Were groups of friendly journeymen, mechanics young and old,
  2364. p. 295, line 22All, all the shows of laboring life,
  2365. p. 296, line 1Tallying the gifts of earth, large as the earth,
  2366. p. 296, line 10These lights and shades, this drama of the whole,
  2367. p. 296, line 11This common curtain of the face contain'd in me for me, in you for you, in each for each,
  2368. p. 296, line 14This glaze of God's serenest purest sky,
  2369. p. 296, line 15This film of Satan's seething pit,
  2370. p. 296, line 17Out from the convolutions of this globe,
  2371. p. 296, line 19This condensation of the universe, (nay here the only universe,
  2372. p. 296, line 24A traveler of thoughts and years, of peace and war,
  2373. p. 296, line 25Of youth long sped and middle age declining,
  2374. p. 296, line 26(As the first volume of a tale perused and laid away, and this the second,
  2375. p. 297, line 16They debouch as they are wanted to march obediently through the mouth of that man or that woman.
  2376. p. 298, line 9We few equals indifferent of lands, indifferent of times,
  2377. p. 298, line 10We, enclosers of all continents, all castes, allowers of all theologies,
  2378. p. 298, line 11Compassionaters, perceivers, rapport of men,
  2379. p. 298, line 16Till we saturate time and eras, that the men and women of races, ages to come, may prove brethren and lovers as we are.
  2380. p. 299, line 8I feel I am of them—I belong to those convicts and prostitutes myself,
  2381. p. 299, line 11For strong artists and leaders, for fresh broods of teachers and perfect literats for America,
  2382. p. 299, line 13All must have reference to the ensemble of the world, and the compact truth of the world,
  2383. p. 299, line 14There shall be no subject too pronounced—all works shall illustrate the divine law of indirections.
  2384. p. 300, line 5For a clew to the history of the past for myself, and for these chants—and now I have found it,
  2385. p. 300, line 9It is in Democracy—(the purport and aim of all the past,)
  2386. p. 300, line 10It is the life of one man or one woman to-day—the average man of to-day,
  2387. p. 300, line 12It is in the broad show of artificial things, ships, machinery, politics, creeds, modern improvements, and the interchange of nations,
  2388. p. 300, line 13All for the modern—all for the average man of to-day.
  2389. p. 300, line 14OF persons arrived at high positions, ceremonies, wealth, scholarships, and the like;
  2390. p. 300, line 18And of each one the core of life, namely happiness, is full of the rotten excrement of maggots,
  2391. p. 300, line 19And often to me those men and women pass unwittingly the true realities of life, and go toward false realities,
  2392. p. 301, line 1WHY, who makes much of a miracle?
  2393. p. 301, line 2As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,
  2394. p. 301, line 3Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
  2395. p. 301, line 4Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
  2396. p. 301, line 5Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water,
  2397. p. 301, line 10Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon,
  2398. p. 301, line 12Or birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,
  2399. p. 301, line 13Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet and bright,
  2400. p. 301, line 14Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring;
  2401. p. 301, line 17To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
  2402. p. 301, line 18Every cubic inch of space is a miracle,
  2403. p. 301, line 19Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,
  2404. p. 301, line 20Every foot of the interior swarms with the same.
  2405. p. 301, line 22The fishes that swim—the rocks—the motion of the waves—the ships with men in them,
  2406. p. 301, line 25Withdrawn I join a group of children watching, I pause aside with them.
  2407. p. 301, line 26By the curb toward the edge of the flagging,
  2408. p. 302, line 4The sad sharp-chinn'd old man with worn clothes and broad shoulder-band of leather,
  2409. p. 302, line 7The attentive, quiet children, the loud, proud, restive base of the streets,
  2410. p. 302, line 8The low hoarse purr of the whirling stone, the light-press'd blade,
  2411. p. 302, line 9Diffusing, dropping, sideways-darting, in tiny showers of gold,
  2412. p. 302, line 14Do you not see how it would serve to have such a body and soul that when you enter the crowd an atmosphere of desire and command enters with you, and every one is impress'd with your Personality?
  2413. p. 302, line 17Rest not till you rivet and publish yourself of your own Personality.
  2414. p. 302, line 18UNFOLDED out of the folds of the woman man comes unfolded, and is always to come unfolded,
  2415. p. 302, line 19Unfolded only out of the superbest woman of the earth is to come the superbest man of the earth,
  2416. p. 302, line 20Unfolded out of the friendliest woman is to come the friendliest man,
  2417. p. 302, line 21Unfolded only out of the perfect body of a woman can a man be form'd of perfect body,
  2418. p. 303, line 1Unfolded only out of the inimitable poems of woman can come the poems of man, (only thence have my poems come;)
  2419. p. 303, line 2Unfolded out of the strong and arrogant woman I love, only thence can appear the strong and arrogant man I love,
  2420. p. 303, line 3Unfolded by brawny embraces from the well-muscled woman I love, only thence come the brawny embraces of the man,
  2421. p. 303, line 4Unfolded out of the folds of the woman's brain come all the folds of the man's brain, duly obedient,
  2422. p. 303, line 5Unfolded out of the justice of the woman all justice is unfolded,
  2423. p. 303, line 6Unfolded out of the sympathy of the woman is all sympathy;
  2424. p. 303, line 7A man is a great thing upon the earth and through eternity, but every jot of the greatness of man is unfolded out of woman;
  2425. p. 303, line 9WHAT am I after all but a child, pleas'd with the sound of my own name? repeating it over and over;
  2426. p. 303, line 12Did you think there was nothing but two or three pronunciations in the sound of your name?
  2427. p. 303, line 14Who is the amplitude of the earth, and the coarseness and sexuality of the earth, and the great charity of the earth, and the equilibrium also,
  2428. p. 303, line 17Who holds duly his or her triune proportion of realism, spiritualism, and of the æsthetic or intellectual,
  2429. p. 303, line 19Who, out of the theory of the earth and of his or her body understands by subtle analogies all other theories,
  2430. p. 303, line 20The theory of a city, a poem, and of the large politics of these States;
  2431. p. 304, line 2Who, constructing the house of himself or herself, not for a day but for all time, sees races, eras, dates, generations,
  2432. p. 304, line 5But I, from the banks of the running Missouri, praise nothing in art or aught else,
  2433. p. 304, line 6Till it has well inhaled the atmosphere of this river, also the western prairie-scent,
  2434. p. 304, line 15I am of the same style, for I am their friend,
  2435. p. 304, line 17I lie abstracted and hear beautiful tales of things and the reasons of things,
  2436. p. 304, line 20It is no small matter, this round and delicious globe moving so exactly in its orbit for ever and ever, without one jolt or the untruth of a single second,
  2437. p. 304, line 21I do not think it was made in six days, nor in ten thousand years, nor ten billions of years,
  2438. p. 305, line 1I do not think seventy years is the time of a man or woman,
  2439. p. 305, line 2Nor that seventy millions of years is the time of a man or woman,
  2440. p. 305, line 3Nor that years will ever stop the existence of me, or any one else.
  2441. p. 305, line 6And pass'd from a babe in the creeping trance of a couple of summers and winters to articulate and walk—all this is equally wonderful.
  2442. p. 305, line 14They are the judges of outer authorities and of all traditions,
  2443. p. 305, line 17ON my Northwest coast in the midst of the night a fishermen's group stands watching,
  2444. p. 306, line 1O STAR of France,
  2445. p. 306, line 2The brightness of thy hope and strength and fame,
  2446. p. 306, line 8Orb not of France alone, pale symbol of my soul, its dearest hopes,
  2447. p. 306, line 10Of aspirations toward the far ideal, enthusiast's dreams of brotherhood,
  2448. p. 306, line 11Of terror to the tyrant and the priest.
  2449. p. 306, line 13Star panting o'er a land of death, heroic land,
  2450. p. 306, line 25O star! O ship of France, beat back and baffled long!
  2451. p. 306, line 27Sure as the ship of all, the Earth itself,
  2452. p. 306, line 28Product of deathly fire and turbulent chaos,
  2453. p. 306, line 29Forth from its spasms of fury and its poisons,
  2454. p. 306, line 32So thee O ship of France!
  2455. p. 307, line 9Lives my farmer friend, the theme of my recitative, a famous tamer of oxen,
  2456. p. 308, line 1AN old man's thought of school,
  2457. p. 308, line 6These stores of mystic meaning, these young lives,
  2458. p. 308, line 7Building, equipping like a fleet of ships, immortal ships,
  2459. p. 308, line 10Only a lot of boys and girls?
  2460. p. 308, line 14(As George Fox rais'd his warning cry, "Is it this pile of brick and mortar, these dead floors, windows, rails, you call the church?
  2461. p. 308, line 18The lights and shadows of your future, good or evil?
  2462. p. 308, line 25The singing thrush whose tones of joy and faith ecstatic,
  2463. p. 309, line 14Not to the city's fresco'd rooms, not to the audience of the opera house,
  2464. p. 309, line 20While Nature, sovereign of this gnarl'd realm,
  2465. p. 309, line 23(As some old root or soil of earth its last-born flower or fruit,)
  2466. p. 309, line 27Power, wealth, extent, vouchsafed to thee—with these and like of these vouchsafed to thee,
  2467. p. 309, line 29The gift of perfect women fit for thee—what if that gift of gifts thou lackest?
  2468. p. 309, line 30The towering feminine of thee? the beauty, health, completion, fit for thee?
  2469. p. 310, line 3Yet behold, it has room for all the shows of the world, all memories!
  2470. p. 310, line 4Here the tableaus of life, and here the groupings of death;
  2471. p. 310, line 7A NEWER garden of creation, no primal solitude,
  2472. p. 310, line 11The crown and teeming paradise, so far, of time's accumulations,
  2473. p. 310, line 13PROUD music of the storm,
  2474. p. 310, line 15Strong hum of forest tree-tops—wind of the mountains,
  2475. p. 310, line 17You serenades of phantoms with instruments alert,
  2476. p. 310, line 18Blending with Nature's rhythmus all the tongues of nations;
  2477. p. 310, line 21You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts,
  2478. p. 310, line 23Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls,
  2479. p. 311, line 2The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march,
  2480. p. 311, line 3With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill'd to the brim with love,
  2481. p. 311, line 4The red-flush'd cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old,
  2482. p. 311, line 7Victoria! see'st thou in powder-smoke the banners torn but flying? the rout of the baffled?
  2483. p. 311, line 8Hearest those shouts of a conquering army?
  2484. p. 311, line 9(Ah soul, the sobs of women, the wounded groaning in agony,
  2485. p. 311, line 10The hiss and crackle of flames, the blacken'd ruins, the embers of cities,
  2486. p. 311, line 11The dirge and desolation of mankind.)
  2487. p. 311, line 14I hear the minnesingers singing their lays of love,
  2488. p. 311, line 15I hear the minstrels, gleemen, troubadours, of the middle ages.
  2489. p. 311, line 17Tremulous, while underneath, (as the hid footholds of the earth,
  2490. p. 311, line 19All shapes of beauty, grace and strength, all hues we know,
  2491. p. 311, line 20Green blades of grass and warbling birds, children that gambol and play, the clouds of heaven above,)
  2492. p. 311, line 22Bathing, supporting, merging all the rest, maternity of all the rest,
  2493. p. 311, line 27The measureless sweet vocalists of ages,
  2494. p. 311, line 29Of winds and woods and mighty ocean waves,
  2495. p. 311, line 30A new composite orchestra, binder of years and climes, ten-fold renewer,
  2496. p. 311, line 31As of the far-back days the poets tell, the Paradiso,
  2497. p. 312, line 3The manly strophe of the husbands of the world,
  2498. p. 312, line 5The tongues of violins,
  2499. p. 312, line 12Last miracle of all, O dearest mother's, sister's, voices;)
  2500. p. 312, line 20All songs of current lands come sounding round me,
  2501. p. 312, line 21The German airs of friendship, wine and love,
  2502. p. 312, line 23Chansons of France, Scotch tunes, and o'er the rest,
  2503. p. 312, line 30Amid the scent of night-roses, radiant, holding his bride by the hand,
  2504. p. 312, line 31Hears the infernal call, the death-pledge of the horn.
  2505. p. 312, line 33The clear electric base and baritone of the world,
  2506. p. 313, line 3Song of lost love, the torch of youth and life quench'd in despair,
  2507. p. 313, line 4Song of the dying swan, Fernando's heart is breaking.
  2508. p. 313, line 6Copious as stars and glad as morning light the torrents of her joy.
  2509. p. 313, line 9Sister of loftiest gods, Alboni's self I hear.)
  2510. p. 313, line 11I hear in the William Tell the music of an arous'd and angry people,
  2511. p. 313, line 14I hear the dance-music of all nations,
  2512. p. 313, line 18I hear the sound of the Hebrew lyre,
  2513. p. 313, line 19I see the crusaders marching bearing the cross on high, to the martial clang of cymbals,
  2514. p. 313, line 21I see the rapt religious dances of the Persians and the Arabs,
  2515. p. 313, line 22Again, at Eleusis, home of Ceres, I see the modern Greeks dancing,
  2516. p. 313, line 24I hear the metrical shuffling of their feet.
  2517. p. 313, line 26I see the Roman youth to the shrill sound of flageolets throwing and catching their weapons,
  2518. p. 314, line 1I hear the Egyptian harp of many strings,
  2519. p. 314, line 2The primitive chants of the Nile boatmen,
  2520. p. 314, line 3The sacred imperial hymns of China,
  2521. p. 314, line 4To the delicate sounds of the king, (the stricken wood and stone,)
  2522. p. 314, line 5Or to Hindu flutes and the fretting twang of the vina,
  2523. p. 314, line 6A band of bayaderes.
  2524. p. 314, line 8To organs huge and bands I hear as from vast concourses of voices,
  2525. p. 314, line 14And you, sweet singers of old lands, soprani, tenori, bassi!
  2526. p. 314, line 20I hear the annual singing of the children in St. Paul's cathedral,
  2527. p. 314, line 21Or, under the high roof of some colossal hall, the symphonies, oratorios of Beethoven, Handel, or Haydn,
  2528. p. 314, line 22The Creation in billows of godhood laves me.
  2529. p. 314, line 24Fill me with all the voices of the universe,
  2530. p. 314, line 29And pausing, questioning awhile the music of my dream,
  2531. p. 314, line 31And all the songs of sopranos and tenors,
  2532. p. 314, line 32And those rapt oriental dances of religious fervor,
  2533. p. 315, line 1And the sweet varied instruments, and the diapason of organs,
  2534. p. 315, line 2And all the artless plaints of love and grief and death,
  2535. p. 315, line 3I said to my silent curious soul out of the bed of the slumber-chamber,
  2536. p. 315, line 9Haply what thou hast heard O soul was not the sound of winds,
  2537. p. 315, line 10Nor dream of raging storm, nor sea-hawk's flapping wings nor harsh scream,
  2538. p. 315, line 11Nor vocalism of sun-bright Italy,
  2539. p. 315, line 12Nor German organ majestic, nor vast concourse of voices, nor layers of harmonies,
  2540. p. 315, line 13Nor strophes of husbands and wives, nor sound of marching soldiers,
  2541. p. 315, line 14Nor flutes, nor harps, nor the bugle-calls of camps,
  2542. p. 315, line 19Singing the great achievements of the present,
  2543. p. 315, line 20Singing the strong light works of engineers,
  2544. p. 315, line 29The past—the infinite greatness of the past!
  2545. p. 315, line 30For what is the present after all but a growth out of the past?
  2546. p. 316, line 5Not you alone proud truths of the world,
  2547. p. 316, line 6Nor you alone ye facts of modern science,
  2548. p. 316, line 7But myths and fables of eld, Asia's, Africa's fables,
  2549. p. 316, line 8The far-darting beams of the spirit, the unloos'd dreams,
  2550. p. 316, line 10The daring plots of the poets, the elder religions;
  2551. p. 316, line 12O you fables spurning the known, eluding the hold of the known, mounting to heaven!
  2552. p. 316, line 14Towers of fables immortal fashion'd from mortal dreams!
  2553. p. 316, line 29Lo soul for thee of tableaus twain,
  2554. p. 316, line 31I see the procession of steamships, the Empress Eugenie's leading the van,
  2555. p. 317, line 3I see continual trains of cars winding along the Platte carrying freight and passengers,
  2556. p. 317, line 12I see the clear waters of lake Tahoe, I see forests of majestic pines,
  2557. p. 317, line 13Or crossing the great desert, the alkaline plains, I behold enchanting mirages of waters and meadows,
  2558. p. 317, line 15Bridging the three or four thousand miles of land travel,
  2559. p. 317, line 22Struggles of many a captain, tales of many a sailor dead,
  2560. p. 318, line 5Thou rondure of the world at last accomplish'd.
  2561. p. 318, line 9Unspeakable high processions of sun and moon and countless stars above,
  2562. p. 318, line 13Down from the gardens of Asia descending radiating,
  2563. p. 318, line 20Who speak the secret of impassive earth?
  2564. p. 318, line 23Cold earth, the place of graves.)
  2565. p. 318, line 30The true son of God shall come singing his songs.
  2566. p. 319, line 1All these hearts as of fretted children shall be sooth'd,
  2567. p. 319, line 5Trinitas divine shall be gloriously accomplish'd and compacted by the true son of God, the poet,
  2568. p. 319, line 7He shall double the cape of Good Hope to some purpose,)
  2569. p. 319, line 9The true son of God shall absolutely fuse them.
  2570. p. 319, line 11Year of the purpose accomplish'd!
  2571. p. 319, line 12Year of the marriage of continents, climates and oceans!
  2572. p. 319, line 13(No mere doge of Venice now wedding the Adriatic,)
  2573. p. 319, line 19Cooling airs from Caucasus far, soothing cradle of man,
  2574. p. 319, line 22The old, most populous, wealthiest of earth's lands,
  2575. p. 319, line 23The streams of the Indus and the Ganges and their many affluents,
  2576. p. 319, line 24(I my shores of America walking to-day behold, resuming all,)
  2577. p. 319, line 25The tale of Alexander on his warlike marches suddenly dying,
  2578. p. 319, line 27To the south the great seas and the bay of Bengal,
  2579. p. 319, line 31The wars of Tamerlane, the reign of Aurungzebe,
  2580. p. 320, line 3The foot of man unstay'd, the hands never at rest,
  2581. p. 320, line 6The world of 1492, with its awaken'd enterprise,
  2582. p. 320, line 7Something swelling in humanity now like the sap of the earth in spring,
  2583. p. 320, line 8The sunset splendor of chivalry declining.
  2584. p. 320, line 12Spreading around with every look of thine a golden world,
  2585. p. 320, line 17(History's type of courage, action, faith,)
  2586. p. 320, line 22(Curious in time I stand, noting the efforts of heroes,
  2587. p. 320, line 29The young maturity of brood and bloom,
  2588. p. 320, line 30To realms of budding bibles.
  2589. p. 320, line 32Thy circumnavigation of the world begin,
  2590. p. 320, line 33Of man, the voyage of his mind's return,
  2591. p. 321, line 4Fearless for unknown shores on waves of ecstasy to sail,
  2592. p. 321, line 6Caroling free, singing our song of God,
  2593. p. 321, line 7Chanting our chant of pleasant exploration.
  2594. p. 321, line 12But with the mystery of God we dare not dally.
  2595. p. 321, line 15Thoughts, silent thoughts, of Time and Space and Death, like waters flowing,
  2596. p. 321, line 19I and my soul to range in range of thee.
  2597. p. 321, line 22Light of the light, shedding forth universes, thou centre of them,
  2598. p. 321, line 23Thou mightier centre of the true, the good, the loving,
  2599. p. 321, line 25(O pensive soul of me—O thirst unsatisfied—waitest not there?
  2600. p. 321, line 27Thou pulse—thou motive of the stars, suns, systems,
  2601. p. 321, line 29Athwart the shapeless vastnesses of space,
  2602. p. 321, line 30How should I think, how breathe a single breath, how speak, if, out of myself,
  2603. p. 321, line 32Swiftly I shrivel at the thought of God,
  2604. p. 322, line 3And fillest, swellest full the vastnesses of Space.
  2605. p. 322, line 8What dreams of the ideal? what plans of purity, perfection, strength?
  2606. p. 322, line 23Passage to you, to mastership of you, ye strangling problems!
  2607. p. 322, line 24You, strew'd with the wrecks of skeletons, that, living, never reach'd you.
  2608. p. 322, line 26O secret of the earth and sky!
  2609. p. 322, line 27Of you O waters of the sea! O winding creeks and rivers!
  2610. p. 322, line 28Of you O woods and fields! of you strong mountains of my land!
  2611. p. 322, line 29Of you O prairies! of you gray rocks!
  2612. p. 323, line 11O daring joy, but safe! are they not all the seas of God?
  2613. p. 323, line 19I am too full of woe!
  2614. p. 323, line 26My long and crowded life of active work, not adoration merely;
  2615. p. 323, line 27Thou knowest the prayers and vigils of my youth,
  2616. p. 324, line 4My speculations, plans, begun and carried on in thoughts of Thee,
  2617. p. 324, line 23With ray of light, steady, ineffable, vouchsafed of Thee,
  2618. p. 325, line 2What do I know of life? what of myself?
  2619. p. 325, line 4Dim ever-shifting guesses of it spread before me,
  2620. p. 325, line 5Of newer better worlds, their mighty parturition,
  2621. p. 325, line 14Bending with open eyes over the shut eyes of sleepers,
  2622. p. 325, line 19The wretched features of ennuyés, the white features of corpses, the livid faces of drunkards, the sick-gray faces of onanists,
  2623. p. 325, line 22The married couple sleep calmly in their bed, he with his palm on the hip of the wife, and she with her palm on the hip of the husband,
  2624. p. 326, line 7The head of the money-maker that plotted all day sleeps,
  2625. p. 326, line 16I dream in my dream all the dreams of the other dreamers,
  2626. p. 326, line 20I see the hiding of douceurs, I see nimble ghosts whichever way I look,
  2627. p. 326, line 27Onward we move, a gay gang of blackguards! with mirth-shouting music and wild-flapping pennants of joy!
  2628. p. 327, line 6He whom I call answers me and takes the place of my lover,
  2629. p. 327, line 17It is my face yellow and wrinkled instead of the old woman's,
  2630. p. 327, line 20I see the sparkles of starshine on the icy and pallid earth.
  2631. p. 328, line 1I see a beautiful gigantic swimmer swimming naked through the eddies of the sea,
  2632. p. 328, line 6Will you kill the courageous giant? will you kill him in the prime of his middle age?
  2633. p. 328, line 11Swiftly and out of sight is borne the brave corpse.
  2634. p. 328, line 16I look where the ship helplessly heads end on, I hear the burst as she strikes, I hear the howls of dismay, they grow fainter and fainter.
  2635. p. 328, line 19I search with the crowd, not one of the company is wash'd to us alive,
  2636. p. 328, line 21Now of the older war-days, the defeat at Brooklyn,
  2637. p. 328, line 22Washington stands inside the lines, he stands on the intrench'd hills amid a crowd of officers,
  2638. p. 329, line 3He sees the slaughter of the southern braves confided to him by their parents.
  2639. p. 329, line 5He stands in the room of the old tavern, the well-belov'd soldiers all pass through,
  2640. p. 329, line 10Of when she was a nearly grown girl living home with her parents on the old homestead.
  2641. p. 329, line 12On her back she carried a bundle of rushes for rush-bottoming chairs,
  2642. p. 329, line 16She look'd at the freshness of her tall-borne face and full and pliant limbs,
  2643. p. 329, line 19She made her sit on a bench by the jamb of the fireplace, she cook'd food for her,
  2644. p. 329, line 21The red squaw staid all the forenoon, and toward the middle of the afternoon she went away,
  2645. p. 329, line 23All the week she thought of her, she watch'd for her many a month,
  2646. p. 329, line 25But the red squaw never came nor was heard of there again.
  2647. p. 330, line 1A show of the summer softness—a contact of something unseen—an amour of the light and air,
  2648. p. 330, line 10The poor Irishman lives in the simple house of his childhood with the well-known neighbors and faces,
  2649. p. 330, line 12The Dutchman voyages home, and the Scotchman and Welshman voyage home, and the native of the Mediterranean voyages home,
  2650. p. 330, line 13To every port of England, France, Spain, enter well-fill'd ships,
  2651. p. 331, line 5The myth of heaven indicates peace and night.
  2652. p. 331, line 6The myth of heaven indicates the soul,
  2653. p. 331, line 15The child of the glutton or venerealee waits long, and the child of the drunkard waits long, and the drunkard himself waits long,
  2654. p. 331, line 22The bare arm of the girl crosses the bare breast of her lover, they press close without lust, his lips press her neck,
  2655. p. 332, line 1The white hair of the mother shines on the white wrist of the daughter,
  2656. p. 332, line 2The breath of the boy goes with the breath of the man, friend is inarm'd by friend,
  2657. p. 332, line 4The call of the slave is one with the master's call, and the master salutes the slave,
  2658. p. 332, line 5The felon steps forth from the prison, the insane becomes sane, the suffering of sick persons is reliev'd,
  2659. p. 332, line 6The sweatings and fevers stop, the throat that was unsound is sound, the lungs of the consumptive are resumed, the poor distress'd head is free,
  2660. p. 332, line 7The joints of the rheumatic move as smoothly as ever, and smoother than ever,
  2661. p. 332, line 10They pass the invigoration of the night and the chemistry of the night, and awake.
  2662. p. 332, line 16I know not how I came of you and I know not where I go with you, but I know I came well and shall go well.
  2663. p. 332, line 19LET the reformers descend from the stands where they are forever bawling—let an idiot or insane person appear on each of the stands;
  2664. p. 333, line 1TO think of time—of all that retrospection,
  2665. p. 333, line 2To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward.
  2666. p. 333, line 14The soreness of lying so much in bed goes over,
  2667. p. 333, line 18The faithful hand of the living does not desert the hand of the dying,
  2668. p. 333, line 19The twitching lips press lightly on the forehead of the dying,
  2669. p. 333, line 20The breath ceases and the pulse of the heart ceases,
  2670. p. 333, line 25To think the thought of death merged in the thought of materials,
  2671. p. 333, line 26To think of all these wonders of city and country, and others taking great interest in them, and we taking no interest in them.
  2672. p. 334, line 7A reminiscence of the vulgar fate,
  2673. p. 334, line 8A frequent sample of the life and death of workmen,
  2674. p. 334, line 10Cold dash of waves at the ferry-wharf, posh and ice in the river, half-frozen mud in the streets,
  2675. p. 334, line 11A gray discouraged sky overhead, the short last daylight of December,
  2676. p. 334, line 12A hearse and stages, the funeral of an old Broadway stage-driver, the cortege mostly drivers.
  2677. p. 334, line 20Ready with life or death for a friend, fond of women, gambled, ate hearty, drank hearty,
  2678. p. 335, line 3To think that other working-men will make just as great account of them, yet we make little or no account.
  2679. p. 335, line 12To think there will still be farms, profits, crops, yet for you of what avail?
  2680. p. 335, line 15The domestic joys, the daily housework or business, the building of houses, are not phantasms, they have weight, form, location,
  2681. p. 335, line 16Farms, profits, crops, markets, wages, government, are none of them phantasms,
  2682. p. 335, line 18The earth is not an echo, man and his life and all the things of his life are well-consider'd.
  2683. p. 335, line 21It is not to diffuse you that you were born of your mother and father, it is to identify you,
  2684. p. 336, line 8He is one of those who are beautiful and happy, he is one of those that to look upon and be with is enough.
  2685. p. 336, line 9The law of the past cannot be eluded,
  2686. p. 336, line 10The law of the present and future cannot be eluded,
  2687. p. 336, line 11The law of the living cannot be eluded, it is eternal,
  2688. p. 336, line 12The law of promotion and transformation cannot be eluded,
  2689. p. 336, line 13The law of heroes and good-doers cannot be eluded,
  2690. p. 336, line 14The law of drunkards, informers, mean persons, not one iota thereof can be eluded.
  2691. p. 336, line 20But there is more account than that, there is strict account of all.
  2692. p. 336, line 21The interminable hordes of the ignorant and wicked are not nothing,
  2693. p. 336, line 22The barbarians of Africa and Asia are not nothing,
  2694. p. 336, line 23The perpetual successions of shallow people are not nothing as they go.
  2695. p. 336, line 24Of and in all these things,
  2696. p. 336, line 25I have dream'd that we are not to be changed so much, nor the law of us changed,
  2697. p. 337, line 4And I have dream'd that the purpose and essence of the known life, the transient,
  2698. p. 337, line 6If all came but to ashes of dung,
  2699. p. 337, line 8Then indeed suspicion of death.
  2700. p. 337, line 21The trees have, rooted in the ground! the weeds of the sea have! the animals!
  2701. p. 338, line 5Nor voice sounding, nor touch of human hand,
  2702. p. 338, line 9All waits undream'd of in that region, that inaccessible land.
  2703. p. 338, line 15Equal, equipt at last, (O joy! O fruit of all!) them to fulfil O soul.
  2704. p. 338, line 16WHISPERS of heavenly death murmur'd I hear,
  2705. p. 338, line 17Labial gossip of night, sibilant chorals,
  2706. p. 338, line 19Ripples of unseen rivers, tides of a current flowing, forever flowing,
  2707. p. 338, line 20(Or is it the plashing of tears? the measureless waters of human tears?)
  2708. p. 339, line 1CHANTING the square deific, out of the One advancing, out of the sides,
  2709. p. 339, line 2Out of the old and new, out of the square entirely divine,
  2710. p. 339, line 20Wending my way through the homes of men, rich or poor, with the kiss of affection,
  2711. p. 340, line 2Comrade of criminals, brother of slaves,
  2712. p. 340, line 4With sudra face and worn brow, black, but in the depths of my heart, proud as any,
  2713. p. 340, line 6Morose, full of guile, full of reminiscences, brooding, with many wiles,
  2714. p. 340, line 13Beyond the flames of hell, joyous, leaping easily above hell,
  2715. p. 340, line 17Essence of forms, life of the real identities, permanent, positive, (namely the unseen,)
  2716. p. 340, line 18Life of the great round world, the sun and stars, and of man, I, the general soul,
  2717. p. 340, line 21OF him I love day and night I dream'd I heard he was dead,
  2718. p. 340, line 25The houses full of life were equally full of death, (this house is now,)
  2719. p. 340, line 26The streets, the shipping, the places of amusement, the Chicago, Boston, Philadelphia, the Mannahatta, were as full of the dead as of the living,
  2720. p. 341, line 1And fuller, O vastly fuller of the dead than of the living;
  2721. p. 341, line 5And if the memorials of the dead were put up indifferently everywhere, even in the room where I eat or sleep, I should be satisfied,
  2722. p. 341, line 6And if the corpse of any one I love, or if my own corpse, be duly render'd to powder and pour'd in the sea, I shall be satisfied,
  2723. p. 341, line 9Weights of lead, how ye clog and cling at my ankles,
  2724. p. 341, line 10Earth to a chamber of mourning turns—I hear the o'erweening, mocking voice,
  2725. p. 341, line 13The call of my nearest lover, putting forth, alarm'd, uncertain,
  2726. p. 341, line 17I approach, hear, behold, the sad mouth, the look out of the eyes, your mute inquiry,
  2727. p. 342, line 1I NEED no assurances, I am a man who is pre-occupied of his own soul;
  2728. p. 342, line 2I do not doubt that from under the feet and beside the hands and face I am cognizant of, are now looking faces I am not cognizant of, calm and actual faces,
  2729. p. 342, line 3I do not doubt but the majesty and beauty of the world are latent in any iota of the world,
  2730. 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,
  2731. p. 342, line 6I do not doubt that temporary affairs keep on and on millions of years,
  2732. p. 342, line 8I do not doubt that the passionately-wept deaths of young men are provided for, and that the deaths of young women and the deaths of little children are provided for,
  2733. p. 342, line 9(Did you think Life was so well provided for, and Death, the purport of all Life, is not well provided for?)
  2734. p. 342, line 10I do not doubt that wrecks at sea, no matter what the horrors of them, no matter whose wife, child, husband, father, lover, has gone down, are provided for, to the minutest points,
  2735. p. 342, line 11I do not doubt that whatever can possibly happen anywhere at any time, is provided for in the inherences of things,
  2736. p. 342, line 16One's-self must never give way—that is the final substance—that out of all is sure,
  2737. p. 342, line 17Out of politics, triumphs, battles, life, what at last finally remains?
  2738. p. 343, line 3A tenor, strong, ascending with power and health, with glad notes of daybreak I hear,
  2739. p. 343, line 4A soprano at intervals sailing buoyantly over the tops of immense waves,
  2740. p. 343, line 7I hear not the volumes of sound merely, I am moved by the exquisite meanings,
  2741. p. 343, line 17It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself,
  2742. p. 343, line 20Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,
  2743. p. 344, line 2O the burials of me past and present,
  2744. p. 344, line 5O to disengage myself from those corpses of me, which I turn and look at where I cast them,
  2745. p. 345, line 6I was thinking this globe enough till there sprang out so noiseless around me myriads of other globes.
  2746. p. 345, line 7Now while the great thoughts of space and eternity fill me I will measure myself by them,
  2747. p. 345, line 8And now touch'd with the lives of other globes arrived as far along as those of the earth,
  2748. p. 345, line 9Or waiting to arrive, or pass'd on farther than those of the earth,
  2749. p. 345, line 11Or the lives of the earth arrived as far as mine, or waiting to arrive.
  2750. p. 345, line 15To my mind, (whence it comes I know not,) spectral in mist of a wreck at sea,
  2751. p. 345, line 16Of certain ships, how they sail from port with flying streamers and wafted kisses, and that is the last of them,
  2752. p. 345, line 17Of the solemn and murky mystery about the fate of the President,
  2753. p. 345, line 18Of the flower of the marine science of fifty generations founder'd off the Northeast coast and going down—of the steamship Arctic going down,
  2754. p. 345, line 19Of the veil'd tableau—women gather'd together on deck, pale, heroic, waiting the moment that draws so close—O the moment!
  2755. p. 346, line 2From the walls of the powerful fortress'd house,
  2756. p. 346, line 3From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of the well-closed doors,
  2757. p. 346, line 6With the key of softness unlock the locks—with a whisper,
  2758. p. 346, line 21Thou varied chain of different States, yet one identity only,
  2759. p. 347, line 1I'd sow a seed for thee of endless Nationality,
  2760. p. 347, line 9Out of that formula for thee I sing.
  2761. p. 347, line 12Such be the thought I'd think of thee America,
  2762. p. 347, line 14The conceits of the poets of other lands I'd bring thee not,
  2763. p. 347, line 16Nor rhyme, nor the classics, nor perfume of foreign court or indoor library;
  2764. p. 347, line 17But an odor I'd bring as from forests of pine in Maine, or breath of an Illinois prairie,
  2765. p. 347, line 18With open airs of Virginia or Georgia or Tennessee, or from Texas uplands, or Florida's glades,
  2766. p. 347, line 19Or the Saguenay's black stream, or the wide blue spread of Huron,
  2767. p. 347, line 20With presentment of Yellowstone's scenes, or Yosemite,
  2768. p. 347, line 22That endlessly sounds from the two Great Seas of the world.
  2769. p. 347, line 24Preludes of intellect tallying these and thee, mind-formulas fitted for thee, real and sane and large as these and thee,
  2770. p. 347, line 27Thought of man justified, blended with God,
  2771. p. 348, line 1Brain of the New World, what a task is thine,
  2772. p. 348, line 2To formulate the Modern—out of the peerless grandeur of the modern,
  2773. p. 348, line 3Out of thyself, comprising science, to recast poems, churches, art,
  2774. p. 348, line 5By vision, hand, conception, on the background of the mighty past, the dead,
  2775. p. 348, line 7And yet thou living present brain, heir of the dead, the Old World brain,
  2776. p. 348, line 10It to eventuate in thee—the essence of the by-gone time contain'd in thee,
  2777. p. 348, line 13The fruit of all the Old ripening to-day in thee.
  2778. p. 348, line 14Sail, sail thy best, ship of Democracy,
  2779. p. 348, line 15Of value is thy freight, 'tis not the Present only,
  2780. p. 348, line 17Thou holdest not the venture of thyself alone, not of the Western continent alone,
  2781. p. 348, line 25Beautiful world of new superber birth that rises to my eyes,
  2782. p. 349, line 1Emblem of general maternity lifted above all,
  2783. p. 349, line 2Sacred shape of the bearer of daughters and sons,
  2784. p. 349, line 3Out of thy teeming womb thy giant babes in ceaseless procession issuing,
  2785. p. 349, line 5World of the real—world of the twain in one,
  2786. p. 349, line 6World of the soul, born by the world of the real alone, led to identity, body, by it alone,
  2787. p. 349, line 7Yet in beginning only, incalculable masses of composite precious materials,
  2788. p. 349, line 10(The true New World, the world of orbic science, morals, literatures to come,)
  2789. p. 349, line 12How can I pierce the impenetrable blank of the future?
  2790. p. 349, line 23Scattering for good the cloud that hung so long, that weigh'd so long upon the mind of man,
  2791. p. 349, line 24The doubt, suspicion, dread, of gradual, certain decadence of man;
  2792. p. 349, line 25Thee in thy larger, saner brood of female, male—thee in thy athletes, moral, spiritual, South, North, West, East,
  2793. p. 349, line 26(To thy immortal breasts, Mother of All, thy every daughter, son, endear'd alike, forever equal,)
  2794. p. 350, line 6Thee in an education grown of thee, in teachers, studies, students, born of thee,
  2795. p. 350, line 13Land in the realms of God to be a realm unto thyself,
  2796. p. 350, line 14Under the rule of God to be a rule unto thyself.
  2797. p. 350, line 17Set in the sky of Law.)
  2798. p. 350, line 18Land of unprecedented faith, God's faith,
  2799. p. 350, line 24The storm shall dash thy face, the murk of war and worse than war shall cover thee all over,
  2800. p. 350, line 25(Wert capable of war, its tug and trials? be capable of peace, its trials,
  2801. p. 350, line 26For the tug and mortal strain of nations come at last in prosperous peace, not war;)
  2802. p. 351, line 3Consumption of the worst, moral consumption, shall rouge thy face with hectic,
  2803. p. 351, line 7While thou, Time's spirals rounding, out of thyself, thyself still extricating, fusing,
  2804. p. 351, line 9Shalt soar toward the fulfilment of the future, the spirit of the body and the mind,
  2805. p. 351, line 12(Purport of all these apparitions of the real;)
  2806. p. 351, line 14Thou globe of globes! thou wonder nebulous!
  2807. p. 351, line 15By many a throe of heat and cold convuls'd, (by these thyself solidifying,)
  2808. p. 351, line 21Ten fishermen waiting—they discover a thick school of mossbonkers—they drop the join'd seine-ends in the water,
  2809. p. 351, line 24Some of the fishermen lounge in their boats, others stand ankle-deep in the water, pois'd on strong legs,
  2810. p. 352, line 5O sun of noon refulgent! my special word to thee.
  2811. p. 352, line 13As for thy throes, thy perturbations, sudden breaks and shafts of flame gigantic,
  2812. p. 352, line 21Shed, shed thyself on mine and me, with but a fleeting ray out of thy million millions,
  2813. p. 352, line 24Prepare the later afternoon of me myself—prepare my lengthening shadows,
  2814. p. 353, line 2Faces of friendship, precision, caution, suavity, ideality,
  2815. p. 353, line 4The face of the singing of music, the grand faces of natural lawyers and judges broad at the back-top,
  2816. p. 353, line 5The faces of hunters and fishers bulged at the brows, the shaved blanch'd faces of orthodox citizens,
  2817. p. 353, line 7The ugly face of some beautiful soul, the handsome detested or despised face,
  2818. p. 353, line 8The sacred faces of infants, the illuminated face of the mother of many children,
  2819. p. 353, line 9The face of an amour, the face of veneration,
  2820. p. 353, line 10The face as of a dream, the face of an immobile rock,
  2821. p. 353, line 11The face withdrawn of its good and bad, a castrated face,
  2822. p. 353, line 13A stallion that yielded at last to the thongs and knife of the gelder.
  2823. p. 353, line 24This is a face of bitter herbs, this an emetic, they need no label,
  2824. p. 353, line 25And more of the drug-shelf, laudanum, caoutchouc, or hog's-lard,
  2825. p. 354, line 3Its teeth grit, the palms of the hands are cut by the turn'd-in nails,
  2826. p. 354, line 9Features of my equals would you trick me with your creas'd and cadaverous march?
  2827. p. 354, line 12I see 'neath the rims of your haggard and mean disguises.
  2828. p. 354, line 13Splay and twist as you like, poke with the tangling fores of fishes or rats,
  2829. p. 354, line 15I saw the face of the most smear'd and slobbering idiot they had at the asylum,
  2830. p. 354, line 17I knew of the agents that emptied and broke my brother,
  2831. p. 354, line 19And I shall look again in a score or two of ages,
  2832. p. 354, line 23Out of this face emerge banners and horses—O superb! I see what is coming,
  2833. p. 354, line 24I see the high pioneer-caps, see staves of runners clearing the way,
  2834. p. 355, line 2This is the face commanding and bearded, it asks no odds of the rest,
  2835. p. 355, line 4This face of a healthy honest boy is the programme of all good.
  2836. p. 355, line 18The old face of the mother of many children,
  2837. p. 355, line 20Lull'd and late is the smoke of the First-day morning,
  2838. p. 355, line 21It hangs low over the rows of trees by the fences,
  2839. p. 355, line 28She sits in an armchair under the shaded porch of the farmhouse,
  2840. p. 356, line 1Her ample gown is of cream-hued linen,
  2841. p. 356, line 3The melodious character of the earth,
  2842. p. 356, line 5The justified mother of men.
  2843. p. 356, line 20The fretting world, the streets, the noisy hours of day withdraw,
  2844. p. 356, line 22I walk in cool refreshing night the walks of Paradise,
  2845. p. 357, line 3Arm'd knights go forth to redress wrongs, some in quest of the holy Graal;
  2846. p. 357, line 5I hear the shouts, the sounds of blows and smiting steel;
  2847. p. 357, line 9Take now the enclosing theme of all, the solvent and the setting,
  2848. p. 357, line 10Love, that is pulse of all, the sustenance and the pang,
  2849. p. 357, line 11The heart of man and woman all for love,
  2850. p. 357, line 15The glow, the blush, the beating hearts of lovers,
  2851. p. 357, line 20No other words but words of love, no other thought but love.
  2852. p. 357, line 23Lo, where the arm'd men hasten—lo, mid the clouds of dust the glint of bayonets,
  2853. p. 357, line 24I see the grime-faced cannoneers, I mark the rosy flash amid the smoke, I hear the cracking of the guns;
  2854. p. 357, line 25Nor war alone—thy fearful music-song, wild player, brings every sight of fear,
  2855. p. 357, line 26The deeds of ruthless brigands, rapine, murder—I hear the cries for help!
  2856. p. 358, line 5I see the enslaved, the overthrown, the hurt, the opprest of the whole earth,
  2857. p. 358, line 6I feel the measureless shame and humiliation of my race, it becomes all mine,
  2858. p. 358, line 7Mine too the revenges of humanity, the wrongs of ages, baffled feuds and hatreds,
  2859. p. 358, line 14Rouse up my slow belief, give me some vision of the future,
  2860. p. 358, line 18Marches of victory—man disenthral'd—the conqueror at last,
  2861. p. 358, line 25Joy! joy! in freedom, worship, love! joy in the ecstasy of life!
  2862. p. 359, line 7Thy knitted frame, thy springs and valves, the tremulous twinkle of thy wheels,
  2863. p. 359, line 8Thy train of cars behind, obedient, merrily following,
  2864. p. 359, line 10Type of the modern—emblem of motion and power—pulse of the continent,
  2865. p. 359, line 12With storm and buffeting gusts of wind and falling snow,
  2866. p. 359, line 18Law of thyself complete, thine own track firmly holding,
  2867. p. 359, line 19(No sweetness debonair of tearful harp or glib piano thine,)
  2868. p. 359, line 20Thy trills of shrieks by rocks and hills return'd,
  2869. p. 359, line 26Dear to me my own slow sluggish rivers where they flow, distant, over flats of silvery sands or through swamps,
  2870. p. 360, line 7O the cotton plant! the growing fields of rice, sugar, hemp!
  2871. p. 360, line 11O the strange fascination of these half-known half-impassable swamps, infested by reptiles, resounding with the bellow of the alligator, the sad noises of the night-owl and the wild-cat, and the whirr of the rattlesnake,
  2872. p. 361, line 1I see that the word of my city is that word from of old,
  2873. p. 361, line 2Because I see that word nested in nests of water-bays, superb,
  2874. p. 361, line 4Numberless crowded streets, high growths of iron, slender, strong, light, splendidly uprising toward clear skies,
  2875. p. 361, line 8The down-town streets, the jobbers' houses of business, the houses of business of the ship-merchants and money-brokers, the river-streets,
  2876. p. 361, line 10The carts hauling goods, the manly race of drivers of horses, the brown-faced sailors,
  2877. p. 361, line 13The mechanics of the city, the masters, well-form'd, beautiful-faced, looking you straight in the eyes,
  2878. p. 361, line 16City of hurried and sparkling waters! city of spires and masts!
  2879. p. 361, line 18O ME, man of slack faith so long,
  2880. p. 361, line 20Only aware to-day of compact all-diffused truth,
  2881. p. 361, line 21Discovering to-day there is no lie or form of lie, and can be none, but grows as inevitably upon itself as the truth does upon itself,
  2882. p. 361, line 22Or as any law of the earth or any natural production of the earth does.
  2883. p. 362, line 1Where has fail'd a perfect return indifferent of lies or the truth?
  2884. p. 362, line 2Is it upon the ground, or in water or fire? or in the spirit of man? or in the meat and blood?
  2885. p. 362, line 7And that there is no flaw or vacuum in the amount of the truth—but that all is truth without exception;
  2886. p. 362, line 13And yet the pulse of every heart and life throughout the world incessantly,
  2887. p. 362, line 15Open but still a secret, the real of the real, an illusion,
  2888. p. 362, line 23Companion of the city's busiest streets, through the assemblage,
  2889. p. 362, line 25In looks of fair unconscious babes,
  2890. p. 362, line 27Or show of breaking dawn or stars by night,
  2891. p. 362, line 28As some dissolving delicate film of dreams,
  2892. p. 362, line 30Two little breaths of words comprising it,
  2893. p. 363, line 4How much of genius boldly staked and lost for it!
  2894. p. 363, line 5What countless stores of beauty, love, ventur'd for it!
  2895. p. 363, line 8How, justified by it, the horrors, evils, battles of the earth!
  2896. p. 363, line 9How the bright fascinating lambent flames of it, in every age and land, have drawn men's eyes,
  2897. p. 363, line 16And who has been just? for I would be the most just person of the earth,
  2898. p. 363, line 20And who proudest? for I think I have reason to be the proudest son alive—for I am the son of the brawny and tall-topt city,
  2899. p. 363, line 21And who has been bold and true? for I would be the boldest and truest being of the universe,
  2900. p. 363, line 23And who has receiv'd the love of the most friends? for I know what it is to receive the passionate love of many friends,
  2901. p. 364, line 5You smarts from dissatisfied friendships, (ah wounds the sharpest of all!)
  2902. p. 364, line 6You toil of painful and choked articulations, you meannesses,
  2903. p. 364, line 7You shallow tongue-talks at tables, (my tongue the shallowest of any;)
  2904. p. 364, line 11It shall yet stand up the soldier of ultimate victory.
  2905. p. 364, line 12OF public opinion,
  2906. p. 364, line 13Of a calm and cool fiat sooner or later, (how impassive! how certain and final!)
  2907. p. 364, line 14Of the President with pale face asking secretly to himself, What will the people say at last?
  2908. p. 364, line 15Of the frivolous Judge—of the corrupt Congressman, Governor, Mayor—of such as these standing helpless and exposed,
  2909. p. 364, line 16Of the mumbling and screaming priest, (soon, soon deserted,)
  2910. p. 364, line 17Of the lessening year by year of venerableness, and of the dicta of officers, statutes, pulpits, schools,
  2911. p. 364, line 18Of the rising forever taller and stronger and broader of the intuitions of men and women, and of Self-esteem and Personality;
  2912. p. 364, line 19Of the true New World—of the Democracies resplendent en-masse,
  2913. p. 364, line 20Of the conformity of politics, armies, navies, to them,
  2914. p. 364, line 21Of the shining sun by them—of the inherent light, greater than the rest,
  2915. p. 364, line 22Of the envelopment of all by them, and the effusion of all from them.
  2916. p. 365, line 3They shall fully enjoy materialism and the sight of products, they shall enjoy the sight of the beef, lumber, bread-stuffs, of Chicago the great city,
  2917. p. 365, line 5Strong and sweet shall their tongues be, poems and materials of poems shall come from their lives, they shall be makers and finders,
  2918. p. 365, line 6Of them and of their works shall emerge divine conveyers, to convey gospels,
  2919. p. 365, line 14But know the work, the need goes on and shall go on, the death-envelop'd march of peace as well as war goes on,)
  2920. p. 365, line 15For great campaigns of peace the same the wiry threads to weave,
  2921. p. 365, line 17OUT of the murk of heaviest clouds,
  2922. p. 365, line 18Out of the feudal wrecks and heap'd-up skeletons of kings,
  2923. p. 365, line 19Out of that old entire European debris, the shatter'd mummeries,
  2924. p. 365, line 20Ruin'd cathedrals, crumble of palaces, tombs of priests,
  2925. p. 365, line 22(A glimpse as of thy Mother's face Columbia,
  2926. p. 365, line 23A flash significant as of a sword,
  2927. p. 366, line 4Thou hast given us a sure proof, the glimpse of thyself,
  2928. p. 366, line 10Again the forenoon purple of the hills,
  2929. p. 366, line 13Perfume this book of mine O blood-red roses!
  2930. p. 366, line 15Give me of you O spring, before I close, to put between its pages!
  2931. p. 366, line 16O forenoon purple of the hills, before I close, of you!
  2932. p. 366, line 17O deathless grass, of you!
  2933. p. 366, line 19Lands of the wild ravine, the dusky Sioux, the lonesome stretch, the silence,
  2934. p. 366, line 24In the midst of their little circle, with their slaughter'd horses for breastworks,
  2935. p. 366, line 25The fall of Custer and all his officers and men.
  2936. p. 366, line 26Continues yet the old, old legend of our race,
  2937. p. 366, line 27The loftiest of life upheld by death,
  2938. p. 367, line 7Thou of the tawny flowing hair in battle,
  2939. p. 367, line 9Now ending well in death the splendid fever of thy deeds,
  2940. p. 367, line 15IN midnight sleep of many a face of anguish,
  2941. p. 367, line 16Of the look at first of the mortally wounded, (of that indescribable look,)
  2942. p. 367, line 17Of the dead on their backs with arms extended wide,
  2943. p. 367, line 19Of scenes of Nature, fields and mountains,
  2944. p. 367, line 20Of skies so beauteous after a storm, and at night the moon so unearthly bright,
  2945. p. 367, line 25Onward I sped at the time—but now of their forms at night,
  2946. p. 367, line 27THICK-SPRINKLED bunting! flag of stars!
  2947. p. 368, line 3Dream'd again the flags of kings, highest borne, to flaunt unrival'd?
  2948. p. 368, line 4O hasten flag of man—O with sure and steady step, passing highest flags of kings,
  2949. p. 368, line 6Flag of stars! thick-sprinkled bunting!
  2950. p. 368, line 14Those prairie sovereigns of the West, Kansas, Missouri, Illinois,
  2951. p. 368, line 22These formless wild arrays, for reasons of their own,
  2952. p. 368, line 24Mine too such wild arrays, for reasons of their own;
  2953. p. 369, line 1AS I walk these broad majestic days of peace,
  2954. p. 369, line 2(For the war, the struggle of blood finish'd, wherein, O terrific Ideal,
  2955. p. 369, line 7Around me I hear that eclat of the world, politics, produce,
  2956. p. 369, line 8The announcements of recognized things, science,
  2957. p. 369, line 9The approved growth of cities and the spread of inventions.
  2958. p. 369, line 12And hear the indorsement of all, and do not object to it.
  2959. p. 369, line 15Like a grand procession to music of distant bugles pouring, triumphantly moving, and grander heaving in sight,
  2960. p. 369, line 19Libertad and the divine average, freedom to every slave on the face of the earth,
  2961. p. 369, line 20The rapt promises and luminè of seers, the spiritual world, these centuries-lasting songs,
  2962. p. 369, line 21And our visions, the visions of poets, the most solid announcements of any.
  2963. p. 370, line 2A dread beyond of I know not what darkens me.
  2964. p. 370, line 7Must we barely arrive at this beginning of us?—and yet it is enough, O soul;
  2965. p. 370, line 9YEARS of the modern! years of the unperform'd!
  2966. p. 370, line 12I see tremendous entrances and exits, new combinations, the solidarity of races,
  2967. p. 370, line 16A stupendous trio all issuing forth against the idea of caste;
  2968. p. 370, line 19I see the frontiers and boundaries of the old aristocracies broken,
  2969. p. 370, line 20I see the landmarks of European kings removed,
  2970. p. 371, line 3With the steamship, the electric telegraph, the newspaper, the wholesale engines of war,
  2971. p. 371, line 5What whispers are these O lands, running ahead of you, passing under the seas?
  2972. p. 371, line 10Years prophetical! the space ahead as I walk, as I vainly try to pierce it, is full of phantoms,
  2973. p. 371, line 12This incredible rush and heat, this strange ecstatic fever of dreams O years!
  2974. p. 371, line 16ASHES of soldiers South or North,
  2975. p. 371, line 19And again the advance of the armies.
  2976. p. 371, line 23From every point of the compass out of the countless graves,
  2977. p. 371, line 24In wafted clouds, in myriads large, or squads of twos or threes or single ones they come,
  2978. p. 371, line 27Not at the head of my cavalry parading on spirited horses,
  2979. p. 372, line 7But aside from these and the marts of wealth and the crowded promenade,
  2980. p. 372, line 10I chant this chant of my silent soul in the name of all dead soldiers.
  2981. p. 372, line 13Phantoms of countless lost,
  2982. p. 372, line 16Sweet are the blooming cheeks of the living—sweet are the musical voices sounding,
  2983. p. 372, line 22Give me to bathe the memories of all dead soldiers,
  2984. p. 372, line 29For the ashes of all dead soldiers South or North.
  2985. p. 373, line 1OF these years I sing,
  2986. p. 373, line 3How America illustrates birth, muscular youth, the promise, the sure fulfilment, the absolute success, despite of people—illustrates evil as well as good,
  2987. p. 373, line 7(But I see the athletes, and I see the results of the war glorious and inevitable, and they again leading to other results.)
  2988. p. 373, line 9How the whirl, the contest, the wrestle of evil with good, the sounding and resounding, keep on and on,
  2989. p. 373, line 11How America is the continent of glories, and of the triumph of freedom and of the Democracies, and of the fruits of society, and of all that is begun,
  2990. p. 373, line 13And how these of mine and of the States will in their turn be convuls'd, and serve other parturitions and transitions,
  2991. p. 373, line 15And how now or at any time each serves the exquisite transition of death.
  2992. p. 373, line 16Of seeds dropping into the ground, of births,
  2993. p. 373, line 17Of the steady concentration of America, inland, upward, to impregnable and swarming places,
  2994. p. 373, line 18Of what Indiana, Kentucky, Arkansas, and the rest, are to be,
  2995. p. 373, line 19Of what a few years will show there in Nebraska, Colorado, Nevada, and the rest,
  2996. p. 374, line 1Of what the feuillage of America is the preparation for—and of what all sights, North, South, East and West, are,
  2997. p. 374, line 2Of this Union welded in blood, of the solemn price paid, of the unnamed lost ever present in my mind;
  2998. p. 374, line 3Of the temporary use of materials for identity's sake,
  2999. p. 374, line 4Of the present, passing, departing—of the growth of completer men than any yet,
  3000. p. 374, line 5Of all sloping down there where the fresh free giver the mother, the Mississippi flows,
  3001. p. 374, line 6Of mighty inland cities yet unsurvey'd and unsuspected,
  3002. p. 374, line 7Of the new and good names, of the modern developments, of inalienable homesteads,
  3003. p. 374, line 8Of a free and original life there, of simple diet and clean and sweet blood,
  3004. p. 374, line 9Of litheness, majestic faces, clear eyes, and perfect physique there,
  3005. p. 374, line 10Of immense spiritual results future years far West, each side of the Anahuacs,
  3006. p. 374, line 11Of these songs, well understood there, (being made for that area,)
  3007. p. 374, line 12Of the native scorn of grossness and gain there,
  3008. p. 374, line 14SPLENDOR of ended day floating and filling me,
  3009. p. 374, line 18Open mouth of my soul uttering gladness,
  3010. p. 374, line 19Eyes of my soul seeing perfection,
  3011. p. 374, line 20Natural life of me faithfully praising things,
  3012. p. 374, line 21Corroborating forever the triumph of things.
  3013. p. 374, line 23Illustrious what we name space, sphere of unnumber'd spirits,
  3014. p. 374, line 24Illustrious the mystery of motion in all beings, even the tiniest insect,
  3015. p. 374, line 25Illustrious the attribute of speech, the senses, the body,
  3016. p. 374, line 29In the satisfaction and aplomb of animals,
  3017. p. 375, line 1In the annual return of the seasons,
  3018. p. 375, line 2In the hilarity of youth,
  3019. p. 375, line 3In the strength and flush of manhood,
  3020. p. 375, line 4In the grandeur and exquisiteness of old age,
  3021. p. 375, line 5In the superb vistas of death.
  3022. p. 375, line 12To be conscious of my body, so satisfied, so large!
  3023. p. 375, line 21(Surely there is something more in each of the trees, some living soul.)
  3024. p. 375, line 22O amazement of things—even the least particle!
  3025. p. 375, line 23O spirituality of things!
  3026. p. 375, line 27I too throb to the brain and beauty of the earth and of all the growths of the earth,
  3027. p. 375, line 28I too have felt the resistless call of myself.
  3028. p. 376, line 1As I bathed on the beach of the Eastern Sea, and again on the beach of the Western Sea,
  3029. p. 376, line 2As I roam'd the streets of inland Chicago, whatever streets I have roam'd,
  3030. p. 376, line 3Or cities or silent woods, or even amid the sights of war,
  3031. p. 376, line 6I sing the endless finalés of things,
  3032. p. 376, line 15To memories of my mother, to the divine blending, maternity,
  3033. p. 376, line 20To her, the ideal woman, practical, spiritual, of all of earth, life, love, to me the best,
  3034. p. 376, line 26Leaves money to certain companions to buy tokens, souvenirs of gems and gold.
  3035. p. 377, line 2Nor houses nor lands, nor tokens of gems or gold for my friends,
  3036. p. 377, line 3Yet certain remembrances of the war for you, and after you,
  3037. p. 377, line 4And little souvenirs of camps and soldiers, with my love,
  3038. p. 377, line 5I bind together and bequeath in this bundle of songs.
  3039. p. 377, line 6PENSIVE on her dead gazing I heard the Mother of All,
  3040. p. 377, line 8(As the last gun ceased, but the scent of the powder-smoke linger'd,)
  3041. p. 377, line 13And all you essences of soil and growth, and you my rivers' depths,
  3042. p. 377, line 18In unseen essence and odor of surface and grass, centuries hence,
  3043. p. 377, line 23NOT alone those camps of white, old comrades of the wars,
  3044. p. 377, line 26Some of us so fatigued carrying the gun and knapsack, dropping asleep in our tracks,
  3045. p. 378, line 1Outposts of pickets posted surrounding alert through the dark,
  3046. p. 378, line 3Till to the call of the drummers at daybreak loudly beating the drums,
  3047. p. 378, line 6Lo, the camps of the tents of green,
  3048. p. 378, line 7Which the days of peace keep filling, and the days of war keep filling,
  3049. p. 378, line 10Now in those camps of green, in their tents dotting the world,
  3050. p. 378, line 13Behold the mighty bivouac-field and waiting-camp of all,
  3051. p. 378, line 14Of the corps and generals all, and the President over the corps and generals all,
  3052. p. 378, line 15And of each of us O soldiers, and of each and all in the ranks we fought,
  3053. p. 378, line 17For presently O soldiers, we too camp in our place in the bivouac-camps of green,
  3054. p. 378, line 20THE sobbing of the bells, the sudden death-news everywhere,
  3055. p. 378, line 21The slumberers rouse, the rapport of the People,
  3056. p. 378, line 25Those heart-beats of a Nation in the night,
  3057. p. 379, line 2Of what underlies the precedent songs—of my aims in them,
  3058. p. 379, line 3Of the seed I have sought to plant in them,
  3059. p. 379, line 4Of joy, sweet joy, through many a year, in them,
  3060. p. 379, line 6Of many an aspiration fond, of many a dream and plan;
  3061. p. 379, line 9To the sense of Death, and accepting exulting in Death in its turn the same as life,
  3062. p. 379, line 10The entrance of man to sing;
  3063. p. 379, line 13And the winds of the north, and the forests of oak and pine,
  3064. p. 379, line 24WHAT are those of the known but to ascend and enter the Unknown?
  3065. p. 379, line 25And what are those of life but for Death?
  3066. p. 380, line 15When through these States walk a hundred millions of superb persons,
  3067. p. 380, line 17When breeds of the most perfect mothers denote America,
  3068. p. 380, line 20I have sung the body and the soul, war and peace have I sung, and the songs of life and death,
  3069. p. 380, line 21And the songs of birth, and shown that there are many births.
  3070. p. 380, line 28I announce the justification of candor and the justification of pride.
  3071. p. 381, line 1I announce that the identity of these States is a single identity only,
  3072. p. 381, line 3I announce splendors and majesties to make all the previous politics of the earth insignificant.
  3073. p. 381, line 10I announce myriads of youths, beautiful, gigantic, sweet-blooded,
  3074. p. 381, line 11I announce a race of splendid and savage old men.
  3075. p. 381, line 24To ages and ages yet the growth of the seed leaving,
  3076. p. 381, line 25To troops out of the war arising, they the tasks I have set promulging,
  3077. p. 381, line 26To women certain whispers of myself bequeathing, their affection me more clearly explaining,
  3078. p. 381, line 27To young men my problems offering—no dallier I—I the muscle of their brains trying,
  3079. p. 382, line 2The best of me then when no longer visible, for toward that I have been incessantly preparing.
  3080. p. 382, line 13Your breath falls around me like dew, your pulse lulls the tympans of my ears,
  3081. p. 382, line 21I receive now again of my many translations, from my avataras ascending, while others doubtless await me,
  3082. p. 384, line 8[…] Carol Closing Sixty-Nine, 386 The Bravest Soldiers, 386 A Font of Type, 386 As I Sit Writing Here, 386 My Canary Bird, 386 Queries […]
  3083. p. 384, line 17[…] America, 387 Memories, 387 To-day and Thee, 388 After the Dazzle of Day, 388 Abraham Lincoln, born Feb. 12, 1809, 388 Out of May's Shows Selected […]
  3084. p. 384, line 20[…] Dazzle of Day, 388 Abraham Lincoln, born Feb. 12, 1809, 388 Out of May's Shows Selected, 388 Halcyon Days, 388 Fancies at Navesink, 389 (The Pilot […]
  3085. p. 384, line 25[…] the Choice—You Tides With Ceaseless Swell—Last of Ebb, and Daylight Waning—And Yet Not You Alone—Proudly […]
  3086. p. 384, line 28[…] the Flood Comes In—By That Long Scan of Waves—Then Last of All.) Election Day, November, 1884, 391 With Husky-Haughty Lips, O Sea, 392 Death […]
  3087. p. 384, line 33[…] Day, November, 1884, 391 With Husky-Haughty Lips, O Sea, 392 Death of General Grant, 392 Red Jacket (from Aloft,) 393 Washington's Monument, February, 1885, 393 Of […]
  3088. p. 384, line 37[…] Grant, 392 Red Jacket (from Aloft,) 393 Washington's Monument, February, 1885, 393 Of That Blithe Throat of Thine, 394 Broadway, 394 To Get the Final Lilt of Songs, 394 Old […]
  3089. p. 384, line 39[…] of Thine, 394 Broadway, 394 To Get the Final Lilt of Songs, 394 Old Salt Kossabone, 395 The Dead Tenor, 395 Continuities, 396 Yonnondio, 396 Life […]
  3090. p. 384, line 46[…] Continuities, 396 Yonnondio, 396 Life, 396 "Going Somewhere," 397 Small the Theme of My Chant, 397 True Conquerors, 397 The United States to Old World […]
  3091. p. 384, line 50[…] States to Old World Critics, 398 The Calming Thought of All, 398 Thanks in Old Age, 398 Life and Death, 398 The Voice […]
  3092. p. 384, line 53[…] in Old Age, 398 Life and Death, 398 The Voice of the Rain, 399 Soon Shall the Winter's Foil Be Here, 399 While […]
  3093. p. 384, line 64[…] Mail From Florida, 401 Twilight, 401 You Lingering Sparse Leaves of Me, 402 Not Meagre, Latent Boughs Alone, 402 The Dead Emperor, 402 As […]
  3094. p. 385, line 7Isle of sweet brooks of drinking-water—healthy air and soil!
  3095. p. 385, line 8Isle of the salty shore and breeze and brine!
  3096. p. 385, line 12The wild unrest, the snowy, curling caps—that inbound urge and urge of waves,
  3097. p. 385, line 19Possess'd by some strange spirit of fire,
  3098. p. 386, line 3Of ye, O God, Life, Nature, Freedom, Poetry;
  3099. p. 386, line 4Of you, my Land—your rivers, prairies, States—you, mottled Flag I love,
  3100. p. 386, line 5Your aggregate retain'd entire—Of north, south, east and west, your items all;
  3101. p. 386, line 6Of me myself—the jocund heart yet beating in my breast,
  3102. p. 386, line 9The undiminish'd faith—the groups of loving friends.
  3103. p. 386, line 19Not my least burden is that dulness of the years, querilities,
  3104. p. 386, line 22Did we count great, O soul, to penetrate the themes of mighty books,
  3105. p. 387, line 7Greater than memory of Achilles or Ulysses,
  3106. p. 387, line 8More, more by far to thee than tomb of Alexander,
  3107. p. 387, line 9Those cart loads of old charnel ashes, scales and splints of mouldy bones,
  3108. p. 387, line 13As if no artifice of fashion, business, politics, had ever been,
  3109. p. 387, line 14Forth from its sunny nook of shelter'd grass—innocent, golden, calm as the dawn,
  3110. p. 387, line 16Centre of equal daughters, equal sons,
  3111. p. 387, line 21Chair'd in the adamant of Time.
  3112. p. 387, line 23The wanderings as in dreams—the meditation of old times resumed—their loves, joys, persons, voyages.
  3113. p. 388, line 2The course of Time and nations—Egypt, India, Greece and Rome;
  3114. p. 388, line 4Its store of songs, inventions, voyages, teachers, books,
  3115. p. 388, line 5Garner'd for now and thee—To think of it!
  3116. p. 388, line 7After the dazzle of day is gone,
  3117. p. 388, line 9After the clangor of organ majestic, or chorus, or perfect band,
  3118. p. 388, line 11To-day, from each and all, a breath of prayer—a pulse of thought,
  3119. p. 388, line 12To memory of Him—to birth of Him.
  3120. p. 388, line 15The eternal, exhaustless freshness of each early morning;
  3121. p. 388, line 16The yellow, golden, transparent haze of the warm afternoon sun;
  3122. p. 388, line 19Nor wealth, nor honor'd middle age, nor victories of politics or war;
  3123. p. 388, line 24Then for the teeming quietest, happiest days of all!
  3124. p. 389, line 12Metre or wit the best, or choice conceit to wield in perfect rhyme, delight of singers;
  3125. p. 389, line 14Would you the undulation of one wave, its trick to me transfer,
  3126. p. 389, line 15Or breathe one breath of yours upon my verse,
  3127. p. 389, line 19Rapport of sun, moon, earth, and all the constellations,
  3128. p. 389, line 21What central heart—and you the pulse—vivifies all? what boundless aggregate of all?
  3129. p. 390, line 1Last of ebb, and daylight waning,
  3130. p. 390, line 2Scented sea-cool landward making, smells of sedge and salt incoming,
  3131. p. 390, line 5As of speakers far or hid.
  3132. p. 390, line 7Poets unnamed—artists greatest of any, with cherish'd lost designs,
  3133. p. 390, line 8Love's unresponse—a chorus of age's complaints—hope's last words,
  3134. p. 390, line 19The rhythmus of Birth eternal.
  3135. p. 390, line 22All throbs, dilates—the farms, woods, streets of cities—workmen at work,
  3136. p. 390, line 23Mainsails, topsails, jibs, appear in the offing—steamers' pennants of smoke—and under the forenoon sun,
  3137. p. 390, line 26By that long scan of waves, myself call'd back, resumed upon myself,
  3138. p. 391, line 4My three-score years of life summ'd up, and more, and past,
  3139. p. 391, line 6And haply yet some drop within God's scheme's ensemble—some wave, or part of wave,
  3140. p. 391, line 7Like one of yours, ye multitudinous ocean.
  3141. p. 391, line 8Then last of all, caught from these shores, this hill,
  3142. p. 391, line 9Of you O tides, the mystic human meaning:
  3143. p. 391, line 10Only by law of you, your swell and ebb, enclosing me the same,
  3144. p. 391, line 13'Twould not be you, Niagara—nor you, ye limitless prairies—nor your huge rifts of canyons, Colorado,
  3145. p. 391, line 15Nor Oregon's white cones—nor Huron's belt of mighty lakes—nor Mississippi's stream:
  3146. p. 391, line 17(The heart of it not in the chosen—the act itself the main, the quadriennial choosing,)
  3147. p. 391, line 18The stretch of North and South arous'd—sea-board and inland—Texas to Maine—the Prairie States—Vermont, Virginia, California,
  3148. p. 391, line 21Yet more than all Rome's wars of old, or modern Napoleon's:) the peaceful choice of all,
  3149. p. 392, line 5Thy troops of white-maned racers racing to the goal,
  3150. p. 392, line 6Thy ample, smiling face, dash'd with the sparkling dimples of the sun,
  3151. p. 392, line 12Surely some right withheld—some voice, in huge monotonous rage, of freedom-lover pent,
  3152. p. 392, line 15And rhythmic rasping of thy sands and waves,
  3153. p. 392, line 16And serpent hiss, and savage peals of laughter,
  3154. p. 392, line 17And undertones of distant lion roar,
  3155. p. 392, line 20The first and last confession of the globe,
  3156. p. 392, line 22The tale of cosmic elemental passion,
  3157. p. 392, line 26That lurid, partial act of war and peace—of old and new contending,
  3158. p. 393, line 1Man of the mighty days—and equal to the days!
  3159. p. 393, line 6(Nor in caprice alone—some grains of deepest meaning,)
  3160. p. 393, line 9Product of Nature's sun, stars, earth direct—a towering human form,
  3161. p. 393, line 10In hunting-shirt of film, arm'd with the rifle, a half-ironical smile curving its phantom lips,
  3162. p. 393, line 11Like one of Ossian's ghosts looks down.
  3163. p. 393, line 15Europe's as well, in every part, castle of lord or laborer's cot,
  3164. p. 393, line 19The indomitable heart and arm—proofs of the never-broken line,
  3165. p. 394, line 1Of that blithe throat of thine from arctic bleak and blank,
  3166. p. 394, line 7Not summer's zones alone—not chants of youth, or south's warm tides alone,
  3167. p. 394, line 8But held by sluggish floes, pack'd in the northern ice, the cumulus of years,
  3168. p. 394, line 12What whirls of evil, bliss and sorrow, stem thee!
  3169. p. 394, line 13What curious questioning glances—glints of love!
  3170. p. 394, line 15Thou portal—thou arena—thou of the myriad long-drawn lines and groups!
  3171. p. 394, line 18Thou of the endless sliding, mincing, shuffling feet!
  3172. p. 394, line 21To get the final lilt of songs,
  3173. p. 394, line 22To penetrate the inmost lore of poets—to know the mighty ones,
  3174. p. 394, line 24To diagnose the shifting-delicate tints of love and pride and doubt—to truly understand,
  3175. p. 395, line 4House on a hill, with view of bay at hand, and distant cape, and stretch to open sea;)
  3176. p. 395, line 5The last of afternoons, the evening hours, for many a year his regular custom,
  3177. p. 395, line 8Watching the coming, going of the vessels, he mutters to himself—And now the close of all:
  3178. p. 395, line 16Back from the fading lessons of the past, I'd call, I'd tell and own,
  3179. p. 395, line 17How much from thee! the revelation of the singing voice from thee!
  3180. p. 395, line 19The perfect singing voice—deepest of all to me the lesson—trial and test of all:)
  3181. p. 395, line 20How through those strains distill'd—how the rapt ears, the soul of me, absorbing
  3182. p. 395, line 27To memory of thee.
  3183. p. 396, line 2No birth, identity, form—no object of the world.
  3184. p. 396, line 5Ample are time and space—ample the fields of Nature.
  3185. p. 396, line 11A song, a poem of itself—the word itself a dirge,
  3186. p. 396, line 15I see swarms of stalwart chieftains, medicine-men, and warriors,
  3187. p. 396, line 16As flitting by like clouds of ghosts, they pass and are gone in the twilight,
  3188. p. 396, line 17(Race of the woods, the landscapes free, and the falls!
  3189. p. 396, line 23Ever the undiscouraged, resolute, struggling soul of man;
  3190. p. 396, line 25Ever the grappled mystery of all earth's ages old or new;
  3191. p. 397, line 3Ended our talk—"The sum, concluding all we know of old or modern learning, intuitions deep,
  3192. p. 397, line 4"Of all Geologies—Histories—of all Astronomy—of Evolution, Metaphysics all,
  3193. p. 397, line 9Small the theme of my Chant, yet the greatest—namely, One's- Self—a simple, separate person. That, for the use of the New World, I sing.
  3194. p. 397, line 11Nor cease at the theme of One's-Self. I speak the word of the modern, the word En-Masse.
  3195. p. 397, line 12My Days I sing, and the Lands—with interstice I knew of hapless War.
  3196. p. 397, line 13(O friend, whoe'er you are, at last arriving hither to commence, I feel through every leaf the pressure of your hand, which I return.
  3197. p. 397, line 16Old sailors, out of many a perilous voyage, storm and wreck,
  3198. p. 398, line 1Here first the duties of to-day, the lessons of the concrete,
  3199. p. 398, line 3As of the building of some varied, vast, perpetual edifice,
  3200. p. 398, line 12For precious ever-lingering memories, (of you my mother dear—you, father—you, brothers, sisters, friends,)
  3201. p. 398, line 13For all my days—not those of peace alone—the days of war the same,
  3202. p. 398, line 21The cannoneers of song and thought—the great artillerists—the foremost leaders, captains of the soul:)
  3203. p. 398, line 22As soldier from an ended war return'd—As traveler out of myriads, to the long procession retrospective,
  3204. p. 399, line 3I am the Poem of Earth, said the voice of the rain,
  3205. p. 399, line 4Eternal I rise impalpable out of the land and the bottomless sea,
  3206. p. 399, line 6I descend to lave the drouths, atomies, dust-layers of the globe,
  3207. p. 399, line 15Thine eyes, ears—all thy best attributes—all that takes cognizance of natural beauty,
  3208. p. 399, line 16Shall wake and fill. Thou shalt perceive the simple shows, the delicate miracles of earth,
  3209. p. 399, line 24Lay on the graves of all dead soldiers, North or South,
  3210. p. 399, line 26Wreaths of roses and branches of palm.
  3211. p. 400, line 1Amid these days of order, ease, prosperity,
  3212. p. 400, line 2Amid the current songs of beauty, peace, decorum,
  3213. p. 400, line 11To the sights and scenes—to forming the line of battle,
  3214. p. 400, line 17Away with your life of peace!—your joys of peace!
  3215. p. 400, line 19Have you learn'd lessons only of those who admired you, and were tender with you, and stood aside for you?
  3216. p. 401, line 11Dress'd in its russet suit of good Scotch cloth:
  3217. p. 401, line 12(Then what the told-out story of those twenty years? What of the future?)
  3218. p. 401, line 14Proof of this present time, and thee, thy broad expanse, America,
  3219. p. 401, line 19A bunch of orange buds by mail from Florida.
  3220. p. 402, line 1You lingering sparse leaves of me on winter-nearing boughs,
  3221. p. 402, line 2And I some well-shorn tree of field or orchard-row;
  3222. p. 402, line 3You tokens diminute and lorn—(not now the flush of May, or July clover-bloom—no grain of August now;)
  3223. p. 402, line 4You pallid banner-staves—you pennants valueless—you overstay'd of time,
  3224. p. 402, line 10Apples and grapes—the stalwart limbs of trees emerging—the fresh, free, open air,
  3225. p. 403, line 4After free voyages to all the seas of earth, haul'd up at last and hawser'd tight,
  3226. p. 403, line 7(Trains of a staggering line in many a strange procession, waggons,
  3227. p. 403, line 10Or "Paumanok, " "Song of Myself," "Calamus," or "Adam,"
  3228. p. 403, line 14From fibre heart of mine—from throat and tongue—(My life's hot pulsing blood,
  3229. p. 403, line 16Each song of mine—each utterance in the past—having its long, long history,
  3230. p. 403, line 17Of life or death, or soldier's wound, of country's loss or safety,
  3231. p. 403, line 18(O heaven! what flash and started endless train of all! compared indeed to that!
  3232. p. 403, line 19What wretched shred e'en at the best of all!)
  3233. p. 403, line 20After a week of physical anguish,
  3234. p. 403, line 23Three hours of peace and soothing rest of brain.*
  3235. p. 404, line 1The touch of flame—the illuminating fire—the loftiest look at last,
  3236. p. 404, line 3The airy, different, changing hues of all, in falling twilight,
  3237. p. 404, line 6So much i' the atmosphere, the points of view, the situations whence we scan,
  3238. p. 404, line 13No more for communion of sorrow and joy, of old and young,
  3239. p. 404, line 17Something to eke out a minute additional—shadows of nightfall deepening,
  3240. p. 406, line 24[…] Sunset Breeze, 414. (406) Old Chants, 414. A Christmas Greeting, 415. Sounds of the Winter, 415. A Twilight Song, 416. When the Full-grown Poet Came […]
  3241. p. 406, line 35[…] Commonplace, 419. "The Rounded Catalogue Divine Complete," 419. Mirages, 420. L. of G.'s Purport, 420. The Unexpress'd, 421. Grand is the Seen, 421. Unseen […]
  3242. p. 407, line 3[…] better withhold (in this old age and paralysis of me) such little tags and fringe-dots (maybe specks, stains,) as […]
  3243. p. 407, line 6[…] afterward? I have probably not been enough afraid of careless touches, from the first—and am not now—nor […]
  3244. p. 407, line 7[…] from the first—and am not now—nor of parrot-like repetitions—nor platitudes and the commonplace. Perhaps I am […]
  3245. p. 407, line 12[…] no loud call or market for my sort of poetic utterance […]
  3246. p. 407, line 13In answer, or rather defiance, to that kind of well-put interrogation, here comes this little cluster, and conclusion of […]
  3247. p. 407, line 14[…] interrogation, here comes this little cluster, and conclusion of my preceding clusters. Though not at all clear that, as […]
  3248. p. 407, line 17[…] fresh to write)—I while away the hours of my 72d year—hours of forced confinement in my den—by putting in shape this […]
  3249. p. 407, line 1Last droplets of and after spontaneous rain,
  3250. p. 407, line 27[…] years I have sent out, in the lulls of illness and exhaustion, certain chirps—lingering-dying ones probably (undoubtedly)—which […]
  3251. p. 408, line 4[…] time-bang'd conch to be got at last out of inherited good spirits and primal buoyant centre-pulses down there deep […]
  3252. p. 408, line 7[…] here—for one reason there are too many of the following poemets about death, &c., and for another the […]
  3253. p. 408, line 10[…] I am I feel to-day almost a part of some frolicsome wave, or for sporting yet like a kid […]
  3254. p. 408, line 11[…] like a kid or kitten—probably a streak of physical adjustment and perfection here and now. I believe I […]
  3255. p. 408, line 15[…] I dare not be sorry for the fact of it in the past, nor refrain from dwelling, even vaunting […]
  3256. p. 408, line 17[…] this late-years palsied old shorn and shell-fish condition of me is the indubitable outcome and growth, now near for […]
  3257. p. 408, line 18[…] outcome and growth, now near for 20 years along, of too overzealous, over-continued bodily and emotional excitement and action through […]
  3258. p. 408, line 20[…] and emotional excitement and action through the times of 1862, '3,'4 and '5, visiting and waiting on wounded and sick army volunteers […]
  3259. p. 408, line 23[…] after them, or in hospitals or fields south of Washington City, or in that place and elsewhere—those hot […]
  3260. p. 408, line 28[…] by the corpse-thousands, mainly unknown—Will the America of the future—will this vast rich Union ever realize what […]
  3261. p. 408, line 29[…] itself cost, back there after all?—those hecatombs of battle-deaths—Those times of which, O far-off reader, this whole […]
  3262. p. 408, line 30[…] after all?—those hecatombs of battle-deaths—Those times of which, O far-off reader, this whole book is indeed finally […]
  3263. p. 409, line 9Sail out for good, eidólon yacht of me!
  3264. p. 409, line 16But 'tis not quite the time—The best of any man's word or say,
  3265. p. 409, line 29[…] so fondly on the last words, advice, appearance, of the departing? Those last words are not samples of the […]
  3266. p. 409, line 30[…] the departing? Those last words are not samples of the best, which involve vitality at its full, and balance […]
  3267. p. 409, line 33[…] endorse the varied train, facts, theories and faith of the whole preceding life […]
  3268. p. 410, line 3Fitful as motley-tongues of flame, inseparably twined and merged in one—combining all,
  3269. p. 410, line 6A strange eclaircissement of all the masses past, the eastern world, the ancient, medieval,
  3270. p. 410, line 8A gladsome pealing cry—a song for once of utmost pride and satisfaction;
  3271. p. 410, line 17My parents' deaths, the vagaries of my life, the many tearing passions of me, the war of '63 and '4,
  3272. p. 411, line 12THE soothing sanity and blitheness of completion,
  3273. p. 411, line 35[…] ebb or flood tide began the latter part of day, of punctually visiting those at that time populous wards of suffering […]
  3274. p. 411, line 36[…] punctually visiting those at that time populous wards of suffering men. Somehow (or I thought so) the effect of […]
  3275. p. 411, line 37[…] men. Somehow (or I thought so) the effect of the hour was palpable. The badly wounded would get some […]
  3276. p. 412, line 4(Our joys of strife and derring-do to the last!)
  3277. p. 412, line 20As part of each—evolv'd from each—meaning, behind the ostent,
  3278. p. 412, line 22AFTER a long, long course, hundreds of years, denials,
  3279. p. 412, line 24Hopes, wishes, aspirations, ponderings, victories, myriads of readers,
  3280. p. 413, line 10Of sudden battle's hurry and harsh noises—war's grim game to sight and ear in earnest;
  3281. p. 413, line 12The rifle crack—the cannon thud—the rushing forth of men from their tents;
  3282. p. 413, line 13The clank of cavalry—the strange celerity of forming ranks—the slender bugle note;
  3283. p. 413, line 14The sound of horses' hoofs departing—saddles, arms, accoutrements.
  3284. p. 413, line 33[…] In the grand constellation of five or six names, under Lincoln's Presidency, that history will […]
  3285. p. 413, line 35[…] in her firmament as marking the last life-throbs of secession, and beaming on its dying gasps, Sheridan's will be […]
  3286. p. 413, line 36[…] Sheridan's will be bright. One consideration rising out of the now dead soldier's example as it passes my mind […]
  3287. p. 413, line 37[…] it passes my mind, is worth taking notice of. If the war had continued any long time these States […]
  3288. p. 413, line 40[…] That they possess'd a rank and file ahead of all other known in points of quality and limitlessness of number are easily admitted. But we […]
  3289. p. 413, line 41[…] other known in points of quality and limitlessness of number are easily admitted. But we have, too, the eligibility […]
  3290. p. 413, line 42[…] easily admitted. But we have, too, the eligibility of organizing, handling and officering equal to the other. These two […]
  3291. p. 414, line 6(Thou hast, O Nature! elements! utterance to my heart beyond the rest—and this is of them,)
  3292. p. 414, line 8Thou, messenger-magical strange bringer to body and spirit of me,
  3293. p. 414, line 13(For thou art spiritual, Godly, most of all known to my sense,)
  3294. p. 414, line 18Once gazing toward thee, Mother of All,
  3295. p. 414, line 22(Of many debts incalculable,
  3296. p. 414, line 25Old chants, Egyptian priests, and those of Ethiopia,
  3297. p. 414, line 27The Biblic books and prophets, and deep idyls of the Nazarene,
  3298. p. 415, line 1The Iliad, Odyssey, plots, doings, wanderings of Eneas,
  3299. p. 415, line 5Chaucer, Dante, flocks of singing birds,
  3300. p. 415, line 21The true lesson of a nation's light in the sky,
  3301. p. 415, line 24SOUNDS of the winter too,
  3302. p. 415, line 28Children's and women's tones—rhythm of many a farmer and of flail,
  3303. p. 416, line 2Musing on long-pass'd war-scenes—of the countless buried unknown soldiers,
  3304. p. 416, line 3Of the vacant names, as unindented air's and sea's—the unreturn'd,
  3305. p. 416, line 5Of gather'd dead from all America, North, South, East, West, whence they came up,
  3306. p. 416, line 9Again I see the stalwart ranks on-filing, rising—I hear the rhythmic tramp of the armies;)
  3307. p. 416, line 11A special verse for you—a flash of duty long neglected—your mystic roll strangely gather'd here,
  3308. p. 416, line 14Your mystic roll entire of unknown names, or North or South,
  3309. p. 416, line 17Out spake pleased Nature (the round impassive globe, with all its shows of day and night,) saying, He is mine;
  3310. p. 416, line 18But out spake too the Soul of man, proud, jealous and unreconciled, Nay, he is mine alone;
  3311. p. 417, line 10(And here a line in memory of his name and death.)
  3312. p. 417, line 13The vaunted work of thrift, goods, dwellings, forge, street, iron bridge,
  3313. p. 417, line 19I too a minister of Deity.
  3314. p. 418, line 10E'en as I chant, lo! out of death, and out of ooze and slime,
  3315. p. 418, line 17Thou that in all the life and death of us, in action or in sleep!
  3316. p. 418, line 24(Wrapt in these little potencies of progress, politics, culture, wealth, inventions, civilization,)
  3317. p. 418, line 25Have lost my recognition of your silent ever-swaying power, ye mighty, elemental throes,
  3318. p. 418, line 26In which and upon which we float, and every one of us is buoy'd.
  3319. p. 418, line 28In the fresh scent of the morning in the open air,
  3320. p. 418, line 29On the slope of a teeming Persian rose-garden,
  3321. p. 419, line 1"Finally my children, to envelop each word, each part of the rest,
  3322. p. 419, line 5Would you sound below the restless ocean of the entire world?
  3323. p. 419, line 6Would you know the dissatisfaction? the urge and spur of every life;
  3324. p. 419, line 7The something never still'd—never entirely gone? the invisible need of every seed?
  3325. p. 420, line 4Camps far or near, the crowded streets of cities and the shopfronts,
  3326. p. 420, line 8Farms and dooryards of home, paths border'd with box, lilacs in corners,
  3327. p. 420, line 9Weddings in churches, thanksgiving dinners, returns of long-absent sons,
  3328. p. 420, line 13Now and then mark'd faces of sorrow or joy,
  3329. p. 420, line 20To span vast realms of space and time,
  3330. p. 420, line 26I sing of life, yet mind me well of death:
  3331. p. 421, line 4The shining clusters and the Milky Ways of stars—Nature's pulses reap'd,
  3332. p. 421, line 14But grander far the unseen soul of me, comprehending, endowing all those,
  3333. p. 421, line 16(What were all those, indeed, without thee, unseen soul? of what amount without thee?)
  3334. p. 421, line 23Billions of billions, and trillions of trillions of them waiting,
  3335. p. 422, line 7The slower fainter ticking of the clock is in me,
  3336. p. 425, line 4PERHAPS the best of songs heard, or of any and all true love, or life's fairest episodes, or […]
  3337. p. 425, line 6[…] scenes on land or sea, is the résumé of them, or any of them, long afterwards, looking at the actualities away back past […]
  3338. p. 425, line 10[…] here I sit gossiping in the early candle-light of old age—I and my book—casting backward glances over […]
  3339. p. 425, line 12[…] as it were, the journey—(a varied jaunt of years, with many halts and gaps of intervals—or some […]
  3340. p. 425, line 13[…] jaunt of years, with many halts and gaps of intervals—or some lengthen'd ship-voyage, wherein more than once the […]
  3341. p. 425, line 17[…] am curious to review them in the light of their own (at the time unconscious, or mostly unconscious) intentions […]
  3342. p. 425, line 19[…] unconscious, or mostly unconscious) intentions, with certain unfoldings of the thirty years they seek to embody. These lines, therefore […]
  3343. p. 425, line 21[…] These lines, therefore, will probably blend the weft of first purposes and speculations, with the warp of that experience afterwards, always bringing strange developments […]
  3344. p. 425, line 23Result of seven or eight stages and struggles extending through nearly thirty […]
  3345. p. 425, line 25[…] live largely on memory,) I look upon "Leaves of Grass," now finish'd to the end of its opportunities and […]
  3346. p. 425, line 26[…] Leaves of Grass," now finish'd to the end of its opportunities and powers, as my definitive carte visite to […]
  3347. p. 425, line 27[…] my definitive carte visite to the coming generations of the New World,* if I may assume to say so […]
  3348. p. 425, line 28[…] so. That I have not gain'd the acceptance of my own time, but have fallen back on fond dreams […]
  3349. p. 425, line 29[…] time, but have fallen back on fond dreams of the future—anticipations—(" still lives the song, though Regnar dies […]
  3350. p. 425, line 31[…] dies")—That from a worldly and business point of view "Leaves of Grass " has been worse than a failure—that public criticism […]
  3351. p. 425, line 33[…] criticism on the book and myself as author of it yet shows mark'd anger and contempt more than anything […]
  3352. p. 425, line 34[…] than anything else—("I find a solid line of enemies to you everywhere,"—letter from W. S. K., Boston […]
  3353. p. 426, line 3[…] for publishing it I have been the object of two or three pretty serious special official buffetings—is all […]
  3354. p. 426, line 6[…] soft eulogies, big money returns, nor the approbation of existing schools and conventions. As fulfill'd, or partially fulfill'd, the […]
  3355. p. 426, line 7[…] As fulfill'd, or partially fulfill'd, the best comfort of the whole business (after a small band of the dearest […]
  3356. p. 426, line 8[…] of the whole business (after a small band of the dearest friends and upholders ever vouchsafed to man or […]
  3357. p. 426, line 15[…] else that can be said, I consider "Leaves of Grass" and its theory experimental—as, in the deepest sense […]
  3358. p. 426, line 18[…] enough philosophy not to be too absolutely certain of any thing, or any results.) In the second place, the […]
  3359. p. 426, line 20[…] whether to prove triumphant, and conquer its field of aim and escape and construction, nothing less than a hundred […]
  3360. p. 426, line 27[…] contented to waive any otherwise momentous drawbacks, as of little account. Candidly and dispassionately reviewing all my intentions, I […]
  3361. p. 426, line 34[…] itself and to do some good—After years of those aims and pursuits, I found myself remaining possess'd, at […]
  3362. p. 426, line 35[…] I found myself remaining possess'd, at the age of thirty-one to thirty-three, with a special desire and conviction. Or […]
  3363. p. 426, line 43[…] moral, intellectual, and æsthetic Personality, in the midst of, and tallying, the momentous spirit and facts of its immediate days, and of current America—and to exploit […]
  3364. p. 426, line 44[…] spirit and facts of its immediate days, and of current America—and to exploit that Personality, identified with place […]
  3365. p. 427, line 5[…] and what they furnish as area and points of view, "Leaves of Grass " is, or seeks to be, simply a faithful and […]
  3366. p. 427, line 7[…] faithful and doubtless self-will'd record. In the midst of all, it gives one man's—the author's—identity, ardors, observations […]
  3367. p. 427, line 10[…] coloring from other faiths or other identities. Plenty of songs had been sung—beautiful, matchless songs—adjusted to other […]
  3368. p. 427, line 11[…] other lands than these—another spirit and stage of evolution; but I would sing, and leave out or put […]
  3369. p. 427, line 16[…] statements in contradistinction to the songs and myths of the past. As I see it now (perhaps too late […]
  3370. p. 427, line 20For grounds for " Leaves of Grass," as a poem, I abandon'd the conventional themes, which […]
  3371. p. 427, line 22[…] themes, which do not appear in it: none of the stock ornamentation, or choice plots of love or war, or high, exceptional personages of Old-World song […]
  3372. p. 427, line 23[…] of love or war, or high, exceptional personages of Old-World song; nothing, as I may say, for beauty's sake […]
  3373. p. 427, line 25[…] nor euphemism, nor rhyme. But the broadest average of humanity and its identities in the now ripening Nineteenth Century […]
  3374. p. 427, line 27[…] now ripening Nineteenth Century, and especially in each of their countless examples and practical occupations in the United States […]
  3375. p. 427, line 29One main contrast of the ideas behind every page of my verses, compared with establish'd poems, is their different relative […]
  3376. p. 427, line 33[…] reflection, confession, assumption, &c.) the quite changed attitude of the ego, the one chanting or talking, towards himself and […]
  3377. p. 427, line 36[…] this readjustment in the scope and basic point of view of verse; for everything else has changed. As I write, I […]
  3378. p. 427, line 37[…] see in an article on Wordsworth, in one of the current English magazines, the lines, "A few weeks ago […]
  3379. p. 427, line 44[…] by, the true use for the imaginative faculty of modern times is to give ultimate vivification to facts, to […]
  3380. p. 428, line 10[…] its close (and ripening into fruit the seeds of the two preceding centuries*)—the uprisings of national masses and […]
  3381. p. 428, line 11[…] seeds of the two preceding centuries*)—the uprisings of national masses and shiftings of boundary-lines—the historical and other prominent facts of the United […]
  3382. p. 428, line 12[…] of boundary-lines—the historical and other prominent facts of the United States—the war of attempted Secession—the stormy […]
  3383. p. 428, line 13[…] prominent facts of the United States—the war of attempted Secession—the stormy rush and haste of nebulous forces […]
  3384. p. 428, line 14[…] of attempted Secession—the stormy rush and haste of nebulous forces—never can future years witness more excitement and […]
  3385. p. 428, line 15[…] can future years witness more excitement and din of action—never completer change of army front along the whole line, the whole civilized world […]
  3386. p. 428, line 21[…] may we be, if we have cull'd enough of that period in its own spirit to worthily waft a […]
  3387. p. 428, line 23[…] spirit to worthily waft a few live breaths of it to the future […]
  3388. p. 428, line 25[…] purposes, or any purposes, to attempt the definition of Poetry, nor answer the question what it is. Like Religion […]
  3389. p. 428, line 33[…] first-class literature does not shine by any luminosity of its own; nor do its poems. They grow of circumstances […]
  3390. p. 428, line 34[…] its own; nor do its poems. They grow of circumstances, and are evolutionary. The actual living light is always […]
  3391. p. 429, line 3[…] higher than those themes for the best elements of modern song […]
  3392. p. 429, line 6[…] works rest, after their kind, on long trains of presuppositions, often entirely unmention'd by themselves, yet supplying the most […]
  3393. p. 429, line 7[…] by themselves, yet supplying the most important bases of them, and without which they could have had no reason […]
  3394. p. 429, line 9[…] have had no reason for being, so "Leaves of Grass," before a line was written, presupposed something different from […]
  3395. p. 429, line 10[…] other, and, as it stands, is the result of such presupposition. I should say, indeed, it were useless to […]
  3396. p. 429, line 13[…] preparatory background and quality in the mind. Think of the United States to-day—the facts of these thirty-eight or […]
  3397. p. 429, line 14[…] Think of the United States to-day—the facts of these thirty-eight or forty empires solder'd in one—sixty or […]
  3398. p. 429, line 15[…] empires solder'd in one—sixty or seventy millions of equals, with their lives, their passions, their future—these incalculable […]
  3399. p. 429, line 17[…] these incalculable, modern, American, seething multitudes around us, of which we are inseparable parts! Think, in comparison, of the […]
  3400. p. 429, line 18[…] which we are inseparable parts! Think, in comparison, of the petty environage and limited area of the poets of […]
  3401. p. 429, line 19[…] comparison, of the petty environage and limited area of the poets of past or present Europe, no matter how great their genius […]
  3402. p. 429, line 20[…] Europe, no matter how great their genius. Think of the absence and ignorance, in all cases hitherto, of the […]
  3403. p. 429, line 21[…] the absence and ignorance, in all cases hitherto, of the multitudinousness, vitality, and the unprecedented stimulants of to-day and […]
  3404. p. 429, line 22[…] of the multitudinousness, vitality, and the unprecedented stimulants of to-day and here. It almost seems as if a poetry […]
  3405. p. 429, line 23[…] if a poetry with cosmic and dynamic features of magnitude and limitlessness suitable to the human soul, were never […]
  3406. p. 429, line 25[…] possible before. It is certain that a poetry of absolute faith and equality for the use of the democratic […]
  3407. p. 429, line 26[…] of absolute faith and equality for the use of the democratic masses never was […]
  3408. p. 429, line 28[…] what may be call'd the negative and lack of it, (as in Goethe's case, it sometimes seems to me […]
  3409. p. 429, line 31[…] at more or less removes, the material facts of their country and radius, with the coloring of the moods […]
  3410. p. 429, line 32[…] of their country and radius, with the coloring of the moods of humanity at the time, and its gloomy or hopeful prospects […]
  3411. p. 429, line 37[…] from any other era than the latter half of the Nineteenth Century, nor any other land than democratic America […]
  3412. p. 429, line 38[…] than democratic America, and from the absolute triumph of the National Union arms […]
  3413. p. 429, line 43[…] in verbal melody and all the conventional technique of poetry, not only the divine works that to-day stand ahead […]
  3414. p. 429, line 45[…] the world's reading, but dozens more, transcend (some of them immeasurably transcend) all I have done, or could do […]
  3415. p. 430, line 1[…] me, as the objects in Nature, the themes of æstheticism, and all special exploitations of the mind and soul […]
  3416. p. 430, line 2[…] the themes of æstheticism, and all special exploitations of the mind and soul, involve not only their own inherent […]
  3417. p. 430, line 4[…] but the quality, just as inherent and important, of their point of view,* the time had come to reflect all themes and […]
  3418. p. 430, line 6[…] the lights thrown on them by the advent of America and democracy—to chant those themes through the utterance […]
  3419. p. 430, line 7[…] democracy—to chant those themes through the utterance of one, not only the grateful and reverent legatee of the […]
  3420. p. 430, line 8[…] one, not only the grateful and reverent legatee of the past, but the born child of the New World—to illustrate all through the genesis and […]
  3421. p. 430, line 10[…] to illustrate all through the genesis and ensemble of to-day; and that such illustration and ensemble are the chief […]
  3422. p. 430, line 11[…] such illustration and ensemble are the chief demands of America's prospective imaginative literature. Not to carry out, in the […]
  3423. p. 430, line 12[…] out, in the approved style, some choice plot of fortune or misfortune, or fancy, or fine thoughts, or incidents […]
  3424. p. 430, line 14[…] or fine thoughts, or incidents, or courtesies—all of which has been done overwhelmingly and well, probably never to […]
  3425. p. 430, line 16[…] excell'd—but that while in such æsthetic presentation of objects, passions, plots, thoughts, &c., our lands and days do […]
  3426. p. 430, line 18[…] better than they already possess from the bequests of the past, it still remains to be said that there […]
  3427. p. 430, line 20[…] towards all those a subjective and contemporary point of view appropriate to ourselves alone, and to our new genius […]
  3428. p. 430, line 22[…] different from anything hitherto; and that such conception of current or gone-by life and art is for us the […]
  3429. p. 430, line 23[…] and art is for us the only means of their assimilation consistent with the Western world […]
  3430. p. 430, line 28[…] no other) there must imperatively come a readjustment of the whole theory and nature of Poetry? The question is important, and I may turn the […]
  3431. p. 430, line 30[…] and repeat it: Does not the best thought of our day and Republic conceive of a birth and spirit […]
  3432. p. 430, line 31[…] best thought of our day and Republic conceive of a birth and spirit of song superior to anything past or present? To the effectual […]
  3433. p. 430, line 32[…] or present? To the effectual and moral consolidation of our lands (already, as materially establish'd, the greatest factors in […]
  3434. p. 430, line 36[…] and build on the concrete realities and theories of the universe furnish'd by science, and henceforth the only irrefragable […]
  3435. p. 430, line 39[…] both influences in the emotional and imaginative action of the modern time, and dominate all that precedes or opposes […]
  3436. p. 430, line 41[…] advance and step forward, or a new verteber of the best song indispensable […]
  3437. p. 431, line 1[…] The New World receives with joy the poems of the antique, with European feudalism's rich fund of epics, plays, ballads—seeks not in the least to deaden […]
  3438. p. 431, line 4[…] studies, influences, records, comparisons. But though the dawn-dazzle of the sun of literature is in those poems for us […]
  3439. p. 431, line 5[…] comparisons. But though the dawn-dazzle of the sun of literature is in those poems for us of to-day—though perhaps the best parts of current character in […]
  3440. p. 431, line 6[…] us of to-day—though perhaps the best parts of current character in nations, social groups, or any man's or […]
  3441. p. 431, line 13[…] debits remain; some acrid considerations demand a hearing. Of the great poems receiv'd from abroad and from the ages […]
  3442. p. 431, line 18[…] a comment it forms, anyhow, on this era of literary fulfilment, with the splendid day-rise of science and resuscitation […]
  3443. p. 431, line 19[…] era of literary fulfilment, with the splendid day-rise of science and resuscitation of history, that our chief religious and […]
  3444. p. 431, line 20[…] with the splendid day-rise of science and resuscitation of history, that our chief religious and poetical works are not […]
  3445. p. 431, line 22[…] but have been furnish'd by far-back ages out of their arriere and darkness, or, at most, twilight dimness! What […]
  3446. p. 431, line 26[…] which indeed have in most degrees grown out of him,) belongs essentially to the buried past. Only he holds […]
  3447. p. 431, line 28[…] holds the proud distinction for certain important phases of that past, of being the loftiest of the singers life has yet given voice to. All, however […]
  3448. p. 431, line 31[…] and rest upon conditions, standards, politics, sociologies, ranges of belief, that have been quite eliminated from the Eastern hemisphere […]
  3449. p. 431, line 33[…] at all in the Western. As authoritative types of song they belong in America just about as much as […]
  3450. p. 431, line 35[…] be said, the emotional, moral, and æsthetic natures of humanity have not radically changed—that in these the old […]
  3451. p. 431, line 37[…] apply to our times and all times, irrespective of date; and that they are of incalculable value as pictures of the past. I willingly make […]
  3452. p. 431, line 38[…] that they are of incalculable value as pictures of the past. I willingly make those admissions, and to their […]
  3453. p. 431, line 40[…] fullest extent; then advance the points herewith as of serious, even paramount importance […]
  3454. p. 432, line 1[…] before those poems with uncover'd head, fully aware of their colossal grandeur and beauty of form and spirit, I […]
  3455. p. 432, line 2[…] fully aware of their colossal grandeur and beauty of form and spirit, I could not have written "Leaves of […]
  3456. p. 432, line 3[…] and spirit, I could not have written "Leaves of Grass." My verdict and conclusions as illustrated in its pages […]
  3457. p. 432, line 5[…] are arrived at through the temper and inculcation of the old works as much as through anything else—perhaps […]
  3458. p. 432, line 8[…] construed is the legitimate result and evolutionary outcome of the past, so I would dare to claim for my […]
  3459. p. 432, line 10[…] averment, the Old World has had the poems of myths, fictions, feudalism, conquest, caste, dynastic wars, and splendid exceptional […]
  3460. p. 432, line 12[…] great; but the New World needs the poems of realities and science and of the democratic average and basic […]
  3461. p. 432, line 13[…] needs the poems of realities and science and of the democratic average and basic equality, which shall be greater […]
  3462. p. 432, line 14[…] equality, which shall be greater. In the centre of all, and object of all, stands the Human Being, towards whose heroic and spiritual […]
  3463. p. 432, line 19[…] than once suggested—or may be the garrulity of advancing age is possessing me—some further embryonic facts of […]
  3464. p. 432, line 20[…] age is possessing me—some further embryonic facts of "Leaves of Grass," and especially how I enter'd upon them. Dr. Bucke […]
  3465. p. 432, line 22[…] volume, already fully and fairly described the preparation of my poetic field, with the particular and general plowing, planting […]
  3466. p. 432, line 24[…] particular and general plowing, planting, seeding, and occupation of the ground, till everything was fertilized, rooted, and ready to […]
  3467. p. 432, line 28[…] in my sixteenth year I had become possessor of a stout, well-cramm'd one thousand page octavo volume (I have […]
  3468. p. 432, line 30[…] Scott's poetry entire—an inexhaustible mine and treasury of poetic forage (especially the endless forests and jungles of notes […]
  3469. p. 432, line 31[…] poetic forage (especially the endless forests and jungles of notes)—has been so to me for fifty years, and […]
  3470. p. 432, line 35[…] to Long Island's seashores—there, in the presence of outdoor influences, I went over thoroughly the Old and New […]
  3471. p. 433, line 4[…] Ossian, the best translated versions I could get of Homer, Eschylus, Sophocles, the old German Nibelungen, the ancient Hindoo […]
  3472. p. 433, line 9[…] version,) I read first thoroughly on the peninsula of Orient, northeast end of Long Island, in a shelter'd hollow of rocks and sand […]
  3473. p. 433, line 10[…] end of Long Island, in a shelter'd hollow of rocks and sand, with the sea on each side. (I […]
  3474. p. 433, line 13[…] read them, as described, in the full presence of Nature, under the sun, with the far-spreading landscape and vistas […]
  3475. p. 433, line 16[…] among much else look'd over Edgar Poe's poems—of which I was not an admirer, tho' I always saw […]
  3476. p. 433, line 17[…] I always saw that beyond their limited range of melody (like perpetual chimes of music bells, ringing from lower […]
  3477. p. 433, line 18[…] their limited range of melody (like perpetual chimes of music bells, ringing from lower b flat up to g […]
  3478. p. 433, line 19[…] were melodious expressions, and perhaps never excell'd ones, of certain pronounc'd phases of human morbidity. (The Poetic area is […]
  3479. p. 433, line 20[…] perhaps never excell'd ones, of certain pronounc'd phases of human morbidity. (The Poetic area is very spacious—has room […]
  3480. p. 433, line 37[…] not) that to the true and full estimate of the Present both the Past and the Future are main […]
  3481. p. 433, line 44[…] made a start before, only from the occurrence of the Secession War, and what it show'd me as by […]
  3482. p. 433, line 45[…] and what it show'd me as by flashes of lightning, with the emotional depths it sounded and arous'd (of […]
  3483. p. 434, line 1[…] with the emotional depths it sounded and arous'd (of course, I don't mean in my own heart only, I […]
  3484. p. 434, line 3[…] that only from the strong flare and provocation of that war's sights and scenes the final reasons-for-being of an […]
  3485. p. 434, line 4[…] that war's sights and scenes the final reasons-for-being of an autochthonic and passionate song definitely came forth […]
  3486. p. 434, line 6[…] down to the war fields in Virginia (end of 1862), lived thenceforward in camp—saw great battles and the days […]
  3487. p. 434, line 8[…] battles and the days and nights afterward—partook of all the fluctuations, gloom, despair, hopes again arous'd, courage evoked […]
  3488. p. 434, line 12[…] following years, 1863-'64-'65—the real parturition years (more than 1776-'83) of this henceforth homogeneous Union. Without those three or four years […]
  3489. p. 434, line 13[…] four years and the experiences they gave, "Leaves of Grass" would not now be existing […]
  3490. p. 434, line 15But I set out with the intention also of indicating or hinting some point-characteristics which I since see (though […]
  3491. p. 434, line 19[…] word I myself put primarily for the description of them as they stand at last, is the word Suggestiveness […]
  3492. p. 434, line 24[…] more to bring you, reader, into the atmosphere of the theme or thought—there to pursue your own flight […]
  3493. p. 434, line 29The chief trait of any given poet is always the spirit he brings to […]
  3494. p. 434, line 30[…] always the spirit he brings to the observation of Humanity and Nature—the mood out of which he contemplates his subjects. What kind of temper and […]
  3495. p. 434, line 31[…] of which he contemplates his subjects. What kind of temper and what amount of faith report these things? Up […]
  3496. p. 434, line 32[…] subjects. What kind of temper and what amount of faith report these things? Up to how recent a date […]
  3497. p. 434, line 34[…] song carried? What the equipment, and special raciness of the singer—what his tinge of coloring? The last value of artistic expressers, past and present […]
  3498. p. 434, line 35[…] what his tinge of coloring? The last value of artistic expressers, past and present—Greek æsthetes, Shakspere—or in […]
  3499. p. 435, line 1[…] for ages, leaving to our time the inheritance of it all. Fortunately there is the original inexhaustible fund of […]
  3500. p. 435, line 2[…] all. Fortunately there is the original inexhaustible fund of buoyancy, normally resident in the race, forever eligible to be […]
  3501. p. 435, line 5[…] a large scale, the distinctive and ideal type of Western character (as consistent with the operative political and even […]
  3502. p. 435, line 7[…] with the operative political and even money-making features of United States' humanity in the Nineteenth Century as chosen knights […]
  3503. p. 435, line 9[…] chosen knights, gentlemen and warriors were the ideals of the centuries of European feudalism) it has not yet appear'd. I have allow'd […]
  3504. p. 435, line 10[…] not yet appear'd. I have allow'd the stress of my poems from beginning to end to bear upon American […]
  3505. p. 435, line 13[…] laws, but as counterpoise to the leveling tendencies of Democracy—and for other reasons. Defiant of ostensible literary and […]
  3506. p. 435, line 14[…] tendencies of Democracy—and for other reasons. Defiant of ostensible literary and other conventions, I avowedly chant "the great […]
  3507. p. 435, line 15[…] other conventions, I avowedly chant "the great pride of man in himself," and permit it to be more or […]
  3508. p. 435, line 16[…] it to be more or less a motif of nearly all my verse. I think this pride indispensable to […]
  3509. p. 435, line 23[…] to a dead level. While the ambitious thought of my song is to help the forming of a great aggregate Nation, it is, perhaps, altogether through the […]
  3510. p. 435, line 25[…] Nation, it is, perhaps, altogether through the forming of myriads of fully develop'd and enclosing individuals. Welcome as are equality's and […]
  3511. p. 435, line 31[…] and attain'd by the old poems and ballads of feudalism, and often the principal foundation of them—modern science […]
  3512. p. 435, line 32[…] ballads of feudalism, and often the principal foundation of them—modern science and democracy appear to be endangering, perhaps […]
  3513. p. 435, line 39[…] happily never again be realized—but the elements of courageous and lofty manhood are unchanged […]
  3514. p. 435, line 43[…] my pages from first to last. The ranges of heroism and loftiness with which Greek and feudal poets endow'd […]
  3515. p. 436, line 1[…] those—I was to endow the democratic averages of America. I was to show that we, here and to-day […]
  3516. p. 436, line 3[…] the best—more eligible now than any times of old were. I will also want my utterances (I said […]
  3517. p. 436, line 4[…] before beginning) to be in spirit the poems of the morning. (They have been founded and mainly written in […]
  3518. p. 436, line 5[…] written in the sunny forenoon and early midday of my life.) I will want them to be the poems […]
  3519. p. 436, line 6[…] I will want them to be the poems of women entirely as much as men. I have wish'd to […]
  3520. p. 436, line 7[…] I have wish'd to put the complete Union of the States in my songs without any preference or partiality […]
  3521. p. 436, line 11[…] along the Pacific as Atlantic—in the valley of the Mississippi, in Canada, up in Maine, down in Texas […]
  3522. p. 436, line 12[…] Maine, down in Texas, and on the shores of Puget Sound […]
  3523. p. 436, line 13From another point of view "Leaves of Grass" is avowedly the song of Sex and Amativeness, and […]
  3524. p. 436, line 14[…] view "Leaves of Grass" is avowedly the song of Sex and Amativeness, and even Animality—though meanings that do […]
  3525. p. 436, line 17[…] be lifted into a different light and atmosphere. Of this feature, intentionally palpable in a few lines, I shall […]
  3526. p. 436, line 18[…] lines, I shall only say the espousing principle of those lines so gives breath of life to my whole scheme that the bulk of the […]
  3527. p. 436, line 19[…] life to my whole scheme that the bulk of the pieces might as well have been left unwritten were […]
  3528. p. 436, line 22[…] men and women towards the thought and fact of sexuality, as an element in character, personality, the emotions, and […]
  3529. p. 436, line 25[…] it does not stand by itself. The vitality of it is altogether in its relations, bearings, significance—like the […]
  3530. p. 436, line 26[…] in its relations, bearings, significance—like the clef of a symphony. At last analogy the lines I allude to […]
  3531. p. 436, line 28[…] in which they are spoken, permeate all " Leaves of Grass," and the work must stand or fall with them […]
  3532. p. 436, line 31Universal as are certain facts and symptoms of communities or individuals all times, there is nothing so rare […]
  3533. p. 436, line 35[…] always giving evasions and swathing suppressions in place of that "heroic nudity" * on which only a genuine diagnosis of […]
  3534. p. 436, line 36[…] heroic nudity" * on which only a genuine diagnosis of serious cases can be built. And in respect to editions […]
  3535. p. 436, line 37[…] can be built. And in respect to editions of " Leaves of Grass" in time to come (if there should be such […]
  3536. p. 436, line 40[…] lines with the settled convictions and deliberate renewals of thirty years, and to hereby prohibit, as far as word […]
  3537. p. 436, line 41[…] and to hereby prohibit, as far as word of mine can do so, any elision of them […]
  3538. p. 437, line 2[…] what might be call'd thought, or the budding of thought, fairly began in my youthful mind, I had had […]
  3539. p. 437, line 4[…] had a desire to attempt some worthy record of that entire faith and acceptance ("to justify the ways of […]
  3540. p. 437, line 5[…] entire faith and acceptance ("to justify the ways of God to man" is Milton's well-known and ambitious phrase) which […]
  3541. p. 437, line 6[…] well-known and ambitious phrase) which is the foundation of moral America. I felt it all as positively then in […]
  3542. p. 437, line 10[…] implicit belief in the wisdom, health, mystery, beauty of every process, every concrete object, every human or other existence […]
  3543. p. 437, line 12[…] other existence, not only consider'd from the point of view of all, but of each […]
  3544. p. 437, line 18[…] gladness legitimately enough, for it was grown out of those elements, and has been the comfort of my life […]
  3545. p. 437, line 19[…] of those elements, and has been the comfort of my life since it was originally commenced […]
  3546. p. 437, line 20One main genesis-motive of the " Leaves" was my conviction (just as strong to-day as […]
  3547. p. 437, line 21[…] strong to-day as ever) that the crowning growth of the United States is to be spiritual and heroic. To […]
  3548. p. 437, line 23[…] to call attention to it, or the need of it—is the beginning, middle and final purpose of the […]
  3549. p. 437, line 24[…] it—is the beginning, middle and final purpose of the poems. (In fact, when really cipher'd out and summ'd […]
  3550. p. 437, line 26[…] plowing up in earnest the interminable average fallows of humanity—not "good government" merely, in the common sense—is […]
  3551. p. 437, line 28[…] common sense—is the justification and main purpose of these United States […]
  3552. p. 437, line 30[…] grace or fortune—the direct or indirect threads of all the poetry of the past—are in my opinion distasteful to the republican […]
  3553. p. 437, line 33[…] poems, I know, have the very great advantage of chanting the already perform'd, so full of glories, reminiscences dear to the minds of men. But my […]
  3554. p. 437, line 34[…] full of glories, reminiscences dear to the minds of men. But my volume is a candidate for the future […]
  3555. p. 437, line 42[…] extract the following anecdote from a book, "Annals of Old Painters," conn'd by me in youth. Rubens, the Flemish […]
  3556. p. 437, line 43[…] in youth. Rubens, the Flemish painter, in one of his wanderings through the galleries of old convents, came across a singular work. After looking at […]
  3557. p. 438, line 1[…] a good while, and listening to the criticisms of his suite of students, he said to the latter, in answer to their […]
  3558. p. 438, line 7[…] which is a personal affair—a piece out of a man's life […]
  3559. p. 438, line 8[…] Leaves of Grass" indeed (I cannot too often reiterate) has mainly been […]
  3560. p. 438, line 9[…] too often reiterate) has mainly been the outcropping of my own emotional and other personal nature—an attempt, from […]
  3561. p. 438, line 11[…] a human being (myself, in the latter half of the Nineteenth Century, in America,) freely, fully and truly on […]
  3562. p. 438, line 14[…] satisfied me. But it is not on "Leaves of Grass " distinctively as literature, or a specimen thereof, that I […]
  3563. p. 438, line 20[…] or circumstances ever existed so needing a race of singers and poems differing from all others, and rigidly their […]
  3564. p. 438, line 21[…] own, as the land and people and circumstances of our United States need such singers and poems to-day, and […]
  3565. p. 438, line 24[…] to absorb and be dominated by the poetry of the Old World, and remain unsupplied with autochthonous song, to […]
  3566. p. 438, line 27[…] them distinctively, so long will they stop short of first-class Nationality and remain defective […]
  3567. p. 438, line 29In the free evening of my day I give to you, reader, the foregoing garrulous […]
  3568. p. 438, line 33Concluding with two items for the imaginative genius of the West, when it worthily rises—First, what Herder taught […]
  3569. p. 438, line 36[…] like the Homeric or Biblical canticles) the result of a national spirit, and not the privilege of a polish'd […]
  3570. p. 438, line 37[…] of a national spirit, and not the privilege of a polish'd and select few; Second, that the strongest and […]