Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

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  1. p. 9, line 2Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse.
  2. p. 9, line 4Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I say the Form complete is worthier far,
  3. p. 9, line 5The Female equally with the Male I sing.
  4. p. 9, line 7Cheerful, for freest action form'd under the laws divine,
  5. p. 9, line 8The Modern Man I sing.
  6. p. 9, line 13The genius of poets of old lands,
  7. p. 9, line 18And that is the theme of War, the fortune of battles,
  8. p. 9, line 19The making of perfect soldiers.
  9. p. 10, line 1(Yet methinks certain, or as good as certain, at the last,) the field the world,
  10. p. 10, line 2For life and death, for the Body and for the eternal Soul,
  11. p. 10, line 3Lo, I too am come, chanting the chant of battles,
  12. p. 10, line 6The boundless blue on every side expanding,
  13. p. 10, line 7With whistling winds and music of the waves, the large imperious waves,
  14. p. 10, line 8Or some lone bark buoy'd on the dense marine,
  15. p. 10, line 10She cleaves the ether mid the sparkle and the foam of day, or under many a star at night,
  16. p. 10, line 11By sailors young and old haply will I, a reminiscence of the land, be read,
  17. p. 10, line 14Here not the land, firm land, alone appears, may then by them be said,
  18. p. 10, line 15The sky o'erarches here, we feel the undulating deck beneath our feet,
  19. p. 10, line 16We feel the long pulsation, ebb and flow of endless motion,
  20. p. 10, line 17The tones of unseen mystery, the vague and vast suggestions of the briny world, the liquid-flowing syllables,
  21. p. 10, line 18The perfume, the faint creaking of the cordage, the melancholy rhythm,
  22. p. 10, line 19The boundless vista and the horizon far and dim are all here,
  23. p. 10, line 22You not a reminiscence of the land alone,
  24. p. 10, line 23You too as a lone bark cleaving the ether, purpos'd I know not whither, yet ever full of faith,
  25. p. 10, line 26Speed on my book! spread your white sails my little bark athwart the imperious waves,
  26. p. 10, line 27Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the boundless blue from me to every sea,
  27. p. 11, line 1I HEARD that you ask'd for something to prove this puzzle the New World,
  28. p. 11, line 5Who have explored the outward, the surfaces of the races, the life that has exhibited itself,
  29. p. 11, line 6Who have treated of man as the creature of politics, aggregates, rulers and priests,
  30. p. 11, line 7I, habitan of the Alleghanies, treating of him as he is in himself in his own rights,
  31. p. 11, line 8Pressing the pulse of the life that has seldom exhibited itself, (the great pride of man in himself,)
  32. p. 11, line 10I project the history of the future.
  33. p. 11, line 14Deathless throughout the ages, races, lands,
  34. p. 11, line 17These chants for thee, the eternal march of thee.
  35. p. 11, line 22Around the idea of thee the war revolving,
  36. p. 11, line 25These recitatives for thee,—my book and the war are one,
  37. p. 11, line 26Merged in its spirit I and mine, as the contest hinged on thee,
  38. p. 11, line 28Around the idea of thee.
  39. p. 12, line 2Passing the hues and objects of the world,
  40. p. 12, line 3The fields of art and learning, pleasure, sense,
  41. p. 12, line 6No more the puzzling hour nor day, nor segments, parts, put in,
  42. p. 12, line 7Put first before the rest as light for all and entrance-song of all,
  43. p. 12, line 9Ever the dim beginning,
  44. p. 12, line 10Ever the growth, the rounding of the circle,
  45. p. 12, line 11Ever the summit and the merge at last, (to surely start again,)
  46. p. 12, line 13Ever the mutable,
  47. p. 12, line 15Ever the ateliers, the factories divine,
  48. p. 12, line 21The ostent evanescent,
  49. p. 12, line 22The substance of an artist's mood or savan's studies long,
  50. p. 12, line 26(The units gather'd, posted, not a thought, emotion, deed, left out,)
  51. p. 12, line 27The whole or large or small summ'd, added up,
  52. p. 12, line 29The old, old urge,
  53. p. 12, line 30Based on the ancient pinnacles, lo, newer, higher pinnacles,
  54. p. 12, line 31From science and the modern still impell'd,
  55. p. 12, line 32The old, old urge, eidólons.
  56. p. 12, line 33The present now and here,
  57. p. 13, line 1These with the past,
  58. p. 13, line 2Of vanish'd lands, of all the reigns of kings across the sea,
  59. p. 13, line 10The visible but their womb of birth,
  60. p. 13, line 12The mighty earth-eidólon.
  61. p. 13, line 14(The stars, the terrible perturbations of the suns,
  62. p. 13, line 17The noiseless myriads,
  63. p. 13, line 18The infinite oceans where the rivers empty,
  64. p. 13, line 19The separate countless free identities, like eyesight,
  65. p. 13, line 20The true realities, eidólons.
  66. p. 13, line 21Not this the world,
  67. p. 13, line 22Nor these the universes, they the universes,
  68. p. 13, line 23Purport and end, ever the permanent life of life,
  69. p. 13, line 27Beyond the doctor's surgery, anatomy, beyond the chemist with his chemistry,
  70. p. 13, line 28The entities of entities, eidólons.
  71. p. 13, line 31Sweeping the present to the infinite future,
  72. p. 13, line 33The prophet and the bard,
  73. p. 13, line 35Shall mediate to the Modern, to Democracy, interpret yet to them,
  74. p. 14, line 6The body lurking there within thy body,
  75. p. 14, line 7The only purport of the form thou art, the real I myself,
  76. p. 14, line 11But from the whole resulting, rising at last and floating,
  77. p. 14, line 14I raise the present on the past,
  78. p. 14, line 15(As some perennial tree out of its roots, the present on the past,)
  79. p. 14, line 16With time and space I him dilate and fuse the immortal laws,
  80. p. 14, line 17To make himself by them the law unto himself.
  81. p. 14, line 18WHEN I read the book, the biography famous,
  82. p. 14, line 19And is this then (said I) what the author calls a man's life?
  83. p. 14, line 25BEGINNING my studies the first step pleas'd me so much,
  84. p. 14, line 26The mere fact consciousness, these forms, the power of motion,
  85. p. 14, line 27The least insect or animal, the senses, eyesight, love,
  86. p. 14, line 28The first step I say awed me and pleas'd me so much,
  87. p. 14, line 30But stop and loiter all the time to sing it in ecstatic songs.
  88. p. 15, line 1HOW they are provided for upon the earth, (appearing at intervals,)
  89. p. 15, line 2How dear and dreadful they are to the earth,
  90. p. 15, line 6How all times mischoose the objects of their adulation and reward,
  91. p. 15, line 7And how the same inexorable price must still be paid for the same great purchase.
  92. p. 15, line 8TO the States or any one of them, or any city of the States, Resist much, obey little,
  93. p. 15, line 11ON journeys through the States we start,
  94. p. 15, line 12(Ay through the world, urged by these songs,
  95. p. 15, line 15We have watch'd the seasons dispensing themselves and passing on,
  96. p. 15, line 16And have said, Why should not a man or woman do as much as the seasons, and effuse as much?
  97. p. 15, line 18We pass through Kanada, the North-east, the vast valley of the Mississippi, and the Southern States,
  98. p. 15, line 19We confer on equal terms with each of the States,
  99. p. 15, line 21We say to ourselves, Remember, fear not, be candid, promulge the body and the soul,
  100. p. 15, line 23And what you effuse may then return as the seasons return,
  101. p. 15, line 24And may be just as much as the seasons.
  102. p. 16, line 3One who should serve the good old cause, the great idea, the progress and freedom of the race,
  103. p. 16, line 7Master of all or mistress of all, aplomb in the midst of irrational things,
  104. p. 16, line 10Me toward the Mexican sea, or in the Mannahatta or the Tennessee, or far north or inland,
  105. 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,
  106. p. 16, line 13To confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do.
  107. p. 16, line 15Thither hours, months, years—thither trades, compacts, establishments, even the most minute,
  108. p. 16, line 19LO, the unbounded sea,
  109. p. 16, line 21The pennant is flying aloft as she speeds she speeds so stately—below emulous waves press forward,
  110. p. 16, line 22They surround the ship with shining curving motions and foam.
  111. p. 17, line 1I HEAR America singing, the varied carols I hear,
  112. p. 17, line 3The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
  113. p. 17, line 4The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
  114. p. 17, line 5The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deck-hand singing on the steamboat deck,
  115. p. 17, line 6The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
  116. p. 17, line 7The wood-cutter's song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown,
  117. p. 17, line 8The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,
  118. p. 17, line 10The day what belongs to the day—at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
  119. p. 17, line 12WHAT place is besieged, and vainly tries to raise the siege?
  120. p. 17, line 15And artillery-men, the deadliest that ever fired gun.
  121. p. 17, line 16STILL though the one I sing,
  122. p. 17, line 21Forth from the war emerging, a book I have made,
  123. p. 17, line 22The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing,
  124. p. 17, line 23A book separate, not link'd with the rest nor felt by the intellect,
  125. p. 18, line 5I myself but write one or two indicative words for the future,
  126. p. 18, line 6I but advance a moment only to wheel and hurry back in the darkness.
  127. p. 18, line 9Expecting the main things from you.
  128. p. 18, line 12THOU reader throbbest life and pride and love the same as I,
  129. p. 18, line 13Therefore for thee the following chants.
  130. p. 18, line 19Or rude in my home in Dakota's woods, my diet meat, my drink from the spring,
  131. p. 18, line 21Far from the clank of crowds intervals passing rapt and happy,
  132. p. 19, line 1Aware of the fresh free giver the flowing Missouri, aware of mighty Niagara,
  133. p. 19, line 2Aware of the buffalo herds grazing the plains, the hirsute and strong-breasted bull,
  134. p. 19, line 4Having studied the mocking-bird's tones and the flight of the mountain-hawk,
  135. p. 19, line 5And heard at dawn the unrivall'd one, the hermit thrush from the swamp-cedars,
  136. p. 19, line 6Solitary, singing in the West, I strike up for a New World.
  137. p. 19, line 8The indissoluble compacts, riches, mystery,
  138. p. 19, line 9Eternal progress, the kosmos, and the modern reports.
  139. p. 19, line 11Here is what has come to the surface after so many throes and convulsions.
  140. p. 19, line 13Underfoot the divine soil, overhead the sun.
  141. p. 19, line 14See revolving the globe,
  142. p. 19, line 15The ancestor-continents away group'd together,
  143. p. 19, line 16The present and future continents north and south, with the isthmus between.
  144. p. 19, line 20They are now cover'd with the foremost people, arts, institutions, known.
  145. p. 20, line 4Chants of the prairies,
  146. p. 20, line 5Chants of the long-running Mississippi, and down to the Mexican sea,
  147. p. 20, line 7Chants going forth from the centre from Kansas, and thence equidistant,
  148. p. 20, line 14I sat studying at the feet of the great masters,
  149. p. 20, line 15Now if eligible O that the great masters might return and study me.
  150. p. 20, line 16In the name of these States shall I scorn the antique?
  151. p. 20, line 17Why these are the children of the antique to justify it.
  152. p. 20, line 28Here the heir-ship and heiress-ship of the world, here the flame of materials,
  153. p. 21, line 1Here spirituality the translatress, the openly-avow'd,
  154. p. 21, line 2The ever-tending, the finalè of visible forms,
  155. p. 21, line 3The satisfier, after due long-waiting now advancing,
  156. p. 21, line 4Yes here comes my mistress the soul.
  157. p. 21, line 5The soul,
  158. p. 21, line 7I will make the poems of materials, for I think they are to be the most spiritual poems,
  159. p. 21, line 8And I will make the poems of my body and of mortality,
  160. p. 21, line 9For I think I shall then supply myself with the poems of my soul and of immortality.
  161. 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,
  162. p. 21, line 12And I will make a song for the ears of the President, full of weapons with menacing points,
  163. p. 21, line 13And behind the weapons countless dissatisfied faces;
  164. p. 21, line 14And a song make I of the One form'd out of all,
  165. p. 21, line 15The fang'd and glittering One whose head is over all,
  166. p. 21, line 17(However high the head of any else that head is over all.)
  167. p. 21, line 19I will trail the whole geography of the globe and salute courteously every city large and small,
  168. p. 21, line 22I will sing the song of companionship,
  169. p. 21, line 25I will therefore let flame from me the burning fires that were threatening to consume me,
  170. p. 21, line 28I will write the evangel-poem of comrades and of love,
  171. p. 21, line 30And who but I should be the poet of comrades?
  172. p. 22, line 1I am the credulous man of qualities, ages, races,
  173. p. 22, line 2I advance from the people in their own spirit,
  174. p. 22, line 5I make the poem of evil also, I commemorate that part also,
  175. p. 22, line 7(Or if there is I say it is just as important to you, to the land or to me, as any thing else.)
  176. p. 22, line 8I too, following many and follow'd by many, inaugurate a religion, I descend into the arena,
  177. p. 22, line 9(It may be I am destin'd to utter the loudest cries there, the winner's pealing shouts,
  178. p. 22, line 12I say the whole earth and all the stars in the sky are for religion's sake.
  179. p. 22, line 15None has begun to think how divine he himself is, and how certain the future is.
  180. p. 22, line 16I say that the real and permanent grandeur of these States must be their religion,
  181. p. 22, line 18(Nor character nor life worthy the name without religion,
  182. p. 22, line 26For not all matter is fuel to heat, impalpable flame, the essential life of the earth,
  183. p. 23, line 6But there is something else very great, it makes the whole coincide,
  184. p. 23, line 8Know you, solely to drop in the earth the germs of a greater religion,
  185. p. 23, line 9The following chants each for its kind I sing.
  186. p. 23, line 12The greatness of Love and Democracy, and the greatness of Religion.
  187. p. 23, line 13Melange mine own, the unseen and the seen,
  188. p. 23, line 14Mysterious ocean where the streams empty,
  189. p. 23, line 16Living beings, identities now doubtless near us in the air that we know not of,
  190. p. 23, line 21Any more than I am held to the heavens and all the spiritual world,
  191. p. 23, line 24Warblings under the sun, usher'd as now, or at noon, or setting,
  192. p. 24, line 2I have seen where the she-bird the mocking-bird sat on her nest in the briers hatching her brood.
  193. p. 24, line 3I have seen the he-bird also,
  194. p. 24, line 6Nor for his mate nor himself only, nor all sent back by the echoes,
  195. p. 24, line 10Ma femme! for the brood beyond us and of us,
  196. p. 24, line 13I will make the songs of passion to give them their way,
  197. p. 24, line 14And your songs outlaw'd offenders, for I scan you with kindred eyes, and carry you with me the same as any.
  198. p. 24, line 15I will make the true poem of riches,
  199. p. 24, line 16To earn for the body and the mind whatever adheres and goes forward and is not dropt by death;
  200. p. 24, line 17I will effuse egotism and show it underlying all, and I will be the bard of personality,
  201. p. 24, line 18And I will show of male and female that either is but the equal of the other,
  202. p. 24, line 20And I will show that there is no imperfection in the present, and can be none in the future,
  203. p. 25, line 2And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as profound as any.
  204. p. 25, line 6And I will not make a poem nor the least part of a poem but has reference to the soul,
  205. 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.
  206. p. 25, line 8Was somebody asking to see the soul?
  207. p. 25, line 9See, your own shape and countenance, persons, substances, beasts, the trees, the running rivers, the rocks and sands.
  208. p. 25, line 11How can the real body ever die and be buried?
  209. p. 25, line 13Item for item it will elude the hands of the corpse-cleaners and pass to fitting spheres,
  210. p. 25, line 14Carrying what has accrued to it from the moment of birth to the moment of death.
  211. p. 25, line 15Not the types set up by the printer return their impression, the meaning, the main concern,
  212. p. 25, line 16Any more than a man's substance and life or a woman's substance and life return in the body and the soul,
  213. p. 25, line 18Behold, the body includes and is the meaning, the main concern, and includes and is the soul;
  214. p. 25, line 21Daughter of the lands did you wait for your poet?
  215. p. 26, line 1Toward the male of the States, and toward the female of the States,
  216. p. 26, line 5Land of wheat, beef, pork! land of wool and hemp! land of the apple and the grape!
  217. p. 26, line 6Land of the pastoral plains, the grass-fields of the world! land of those sweet-air'd interminable plateaus!
  218. p. 26, line 7Land of the herd, the garden, the healthy house of adobie!
  219. p. 26, line 8Lands where the north-west Columbia winds, and where the south-west Colorado winds!
  220. p. 26, line 9Land of the eastern Chesapeake! land of the Delaware!
  221. p. 26, line 11Land of the Old Thirteen! Massachusetts land! land of Vermont and Connecticut!
  222. p. 26, line 12Land of the ocean shores! land of sierras and peaks!
  223. p. 26, line 14Inextricable lands! the clutch'd together! the passionate ones!
  224. p. 26, line 15The side by side! the elder and younger brothers! the bony-limb'd!
  225. p. 26, line 16The great women's land! the feminine! the experienced sisters and the inexperienced sisters!
  226. p. 26, line 17Far breath'd land! Arctic braced! Mexican breez'd! the diverse! the compact!
  227. p. 26, line 18The Pennsylvanian! the Virginian! the double Carolinian!
  228. p. 26, line 23Splashing my bare feet in the edge of the summer ripples on Paumanok's sands,
  229. p. 26, line 24Crossing the prairies, dwelling again in Chicago, dwelling in every town,
  230. p. 26, line 27Of and through the States as during life, each man and woman my neighbor,
  231. p. 26, line 28The Louisianian, the Georgian, as near to me, and I as near to him and her,
  232. p. 26, line 29The Mississippian and Arkansian yet with me, and I yet with any of them,
  233. p. 27, line 1Yet upon the plains west of the spinal river, yet in my house of adobie,
  234. p. 27, line 2Yet returning eastward, yet in the Seaside State or in Maryland,
  235. p. 27, line 3Yet Kanadian cheerily braving the winter, the snow and ice welcome to me,
  236. p. 27, line 4Yet a true son either of Maine or of the Granite State, or the Narragansett Bay State, or the Empire State,
  237. p. 27, line 5Yet sailing to other shores to annex the same, yet welcoming every new brother,
  238. p. 27, line 6Hereby applying these leaves to the new ones from the hour they unite with the old ones,
  239. p. 27, line 7Coming among the new ones myself to be their companion and equal, coming personally to you now,
  240. p. 27, line 15To be wrestled with as I pass for the solid prizes of the universe,
  241. p. 27, line 19Still the present I raise aloft, still the future of the States I harbinge glad and sublime,
  242. p. 27, line 20And for the past I pronounce what the air holds of the red aborigines.
  243. p. 27, line 21The red aborigines,
  244. 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,
  245. p. 27, line 25Leaving such to the States they melt, they depart, charging the water and the land with names.
  246. p. 28, line 10See, in arriere, the wigwam, the trail, the hunter's hut, the flat-boat, the maize-leaf, the claim, the rude fence, and the backwoods village,
  247. p. 28, line 11See, on the one side the Western Sea and on the other the Eastern Sea, how they advance and retreat upon my poems as upon their own shores,
  248. 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,
  249. p. 28, line 14See, the many-cylinder'd steam printing-press—see, the electric telegraph stretching across the continent,
  250. p. 28, line 16See, the strong and quick locomotive as it departs, panting, blowing the steam-whistle,
  251. p. 28, line 17See, ploughmen ploughing farms—see, miners digging mines—see, the numberless factories,
  252. p. 28, line 19See, lounging through the shops and fields of the States, me well-belov'd, close-held by day and night,
  253. p. 28, line 20Hear the loud echoes of my songs there—read the hints come at last.
  254. p. 29, line 12Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,
  255. p. 29, line 19Houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with perfumes,
  256. p. 29, line 20I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it,
  257. p. 29, line 21The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it.
  258. p. 29, line 22The atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the distillation, it is odorless,
  259. p. 29, line 24I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked,
  260. p. 30, line 1The smoke of my own breath,
  261. p. 30, line 3My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing of blood and air through my lungs,
  262. 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,
  263. p. 30, line 5The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of the wind,
  264. p. 30, line 7The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag,
  265. p. 30, line 8The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hill-sides,
  266. p. 30, line 9The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun.
  267. p. 30, line 10Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much? have you reckon'd the earth much?
  268. p. 30, line 12Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?
  269. p. 30, line 13Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,
  270. p. 30, line 14You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,)
  271. 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,
  272. p. 30, line 18I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end,
  273. p. 30, line 19But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.
  274. p. 30, line 25Always the procreant urge of the world.
  275. p. 31, line 1Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and increase, always sex,
  276. p. 31, line 4Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entretied, braced in the beams,
  277. p. 31, line 8Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen,
  278. p. 31, line 10Showing the best and dividing it from the worst age vexes age,
  279. p. 31, line 11Knowing the perfect fitness and equanimity of things, while they discuss I am silent, and go bathe and admire myself.
  280. p. 31, line 13Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile, and none shall be less familiar than the rest.
  281. 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,
  282. p. 31, line 16Leaving me baskets cover'd with white towels swelling the house with their plenty,
  283. p. 31, line 18That they turn from gazing after and down the road,
  284. p. 31, line 20Exactly the value of one and exactly the value of two, and which is ahead?
  285. 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,
  286. p. 31, line 23The latest dates, discoveries, inventions, societies, authors old and new,
  287. p. 32, line 2The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love,
  288. 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,
  289. p. 32, line 4Battles, the horrors of fratricidal war, the fever of doubtful news, the fitful events;
  290. p. 32, line 6But they are not the Me myself.
  291. p. 32, line 7Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am,
  292. p. 32, line 11Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it.
  293. p. 32, line 14I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you,
  294. p. 32, line 15And you must not be abased to the other.
  295. p. 32, line 16Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat,
  296. p. 32, line 17Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best,
  297. p. 32, line 18Only the lull I like, the hum of your valvèd voice.
  298. p. 32, line 21And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart,
  299. p. 32, line 23Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth,
  300. p. 32, line 24And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own,
  301. p. 32, line 25And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own,
  302. p. 32, line 26And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers,
  303. p. 32, line 27And that a kelson of the creation is love,
  304. p. 32, line 28And limitless are leaves stiff or drooping in the fields,
  305. p. 33, line 1And brown ants in the little wells beneath them,
  306. p. 33, line 2And mossy scabs of the worm fence, heap'd stones, elder, mullein and poke-weed.
  307. p. 33, line 3A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;
  308. p. 33, line 4How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.
  309. p. 33, line 5I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.
  310. p. 33, line 6Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,
  311. p. 33, line 8Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose?
  312. p. 33, line 9Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation.
  313. p. 33, line 13Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same, I receive them the same.
  314. p. 33, line 14And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.
  315. p. 33, line 16It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men,
  316. p. 33, line 19And here you are the mothers' laps.
  317. p. 33, line 20This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers,
  318. p. 33, line 21Darker than the colorless beards of old men,
  319. p. 33, line 22Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths.
  320. p. 33, line 24And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing.
  321. p. 33, line 25I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young men and women,
  322. p. 34, line 1And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring taken soon out of their laps.
  323. p. 34, line 2What do you think has become of the young and old men?
  324. p. 34, line 3And what do you think has become of the women and children?
  325. p. 34, line 5The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,
  326. p. 34, line 6And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it,
  327. p. 34, line 7And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.
  328. p. 34, line 12I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contain'd between my hat and boots,
  329. p. 34, line 14The earth good and the stars good, and their adjuncts all good.
  330. p. 34, line 16I am the mate and companion of people, all just as immortal and fathomless as myself,
  331. p. 34, line 20For me the man that is proud and feels how it stings to be slighted,
  332. p. 34, line 21For me the sweet-heart and the old maid, for me mothers and the mothers of mothers,
  333. p. 34, line 23For me children and the begetters of children.
  334. p. 34, line 25I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no,
  335. p. 35, line 1The little one sleeps in its cradle,
  336. p. 35, line 2I lift the gauze and look a long time, and silently brush away flies with my hand.
  337. p. 35, line 3The youngster and the red-faced girl turn aside up the bushy hill,
  338. p. 35, line 4I peeringly view them from the top.
  339. p. 35, line 5The suicide sprawls on the bloody floor of the bedroom,
  340. p. 35, line 6I witness the corpse with its dabbled hair, I note where the pistol has fallen.
  341. p. 35, line 7The blab of the pave, tires of carts, sluff of boot-soles, talk of the promenaders,
  342. p. 35, line 8The heavy omnibus, the driver with his interrogating thumb, the clank of the shod horses on the granite floor,
  343. p. 35, line 9The snow-sleighs, clinking, shouted jokes, pelts of snow-balls,
  344. p. 35, line 10The hurrahs for popular favorites, the fury of rous'd mobs,
  345. p. 35, line 11The flap of the curtain'd litter, a sick man inside borne to the hospital,
  346. p. 35, line 12The meeting of enemies, the sudden oath, the blows and fall,
  347. p. 35, line 13The excited crowd, the policeman with his star quickly working his passage to the centre of the crowd,
  348. p. 35, line 14The impassive stones that receive and return so many echoes,
  349. p. 35, line 19I mind them or the show or resonance of them—I come and I depart.
  350. p. 35, line 20The big doors of the country barn stand open and ready,
  351. p. 35, line 21The dried grass of the harvest-time loads the slow-drawn wagon,
  352. p. 35, line 22The clear light plays on the brown gray and green intertinged,
  353. p. 35, line 23The armfuls are pack'd to the sagging mow.
  354. p. 35, line 24I am there, I help, I came stretch'd atop of the load,
  355. p. 35, line 25I felt its soft jolts, one leg reclined on the other,
  356. p. 35, line 26I jump from the cross-beams and seize the clover and timothy,
  357. p. 36, line 1Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt,
  358. p. 36, line 3In the late afternoon choosing a safe spot to pass the night,
  359. p. 36, line 4Kindling a fire and broiling the fresh-kill'd game,
  360. p. 36, line 5Falling asleep on the gather'd leaves with my dog and gun by my side.
  361. p. 36, line 6The Yankee clipper is under her sky-sails, she cuts the sparkle and scud,
  362. p. 36, line 7My eyes settle the land, I bend at her prow or shout joyously from the deck.
  363. p. 36, line 8The boatmen and clam-diggers arose early and stopt for me,
  364. p. 36, line 10You should have been with us that day round the chowder-kettle.
  365. p. 36, line 11I saw the marriage of the trapper in the open air in the far west, the bride was a red girl,
  366. p. 36, line 13On a bank lounged the trapper, he was drest mostly in skins, his luxuriant beard and curls protected his neck, he held his bride by the hand,
  367. p. 36, line 15The runaway slave came to my house and stopt outside,
  368. p. 36, line 16I heard his motions crackling the twigs of the woodpile,
  369. p. 36, line 17Through the swung half-door of the kitchen I saw him limpsy and weak,
  370. p. 36, line 22And remember putting plasters on the galls of his neck and ankles;
  371. p. 36, line 24I had him sit next me at table, my fire-lock lean'd in the corner.
  372. p. 37, line 1Twenty-eight young men bathe by the shore,
  373. p. 37, line 4She owns the fine house by the rise of the bank,
  374. p. 37, line 5She hides handsome and richly drest aft the blinds of the window.
  375. p. 37, line 6Which of the young men does she like the best?
  376. p. 37, line 7Ah the homeliest of them is beautiful to her.
  377. p. 37, line 9You splash in the water there, yet stay stock still in your room.
  378. p. 37, line 10Dancing and laughing along the beach came the twenty-ninth bather,
  379. p. 37, line 11The rest did not see her, but she saw them and loved them.
  380. p. 37, line 12The beards of the young men glisten'd with wet, it ran from their long hair,
  381. p. 37, line 16The young men float on their backs, their white bellies bulge to the sun, they do not ask who seizes fast to them,
  382. p. 37, line 19The butcher-boy puts off his killing-clothes, or sharpens his knife at the stall in the market,
  383. p. 37, line 21Blacksmiths with grimed and hairy chests environ the anvil,
  384. p. 37, line 22Each has his main-sledge, they are all out, there is a great heat in the fire.
  385. p. 37, line 23From the cinder-strew'd threshold I follow their movements,
  386. p. 37, line 24The lithe sheer of their waists plays even with their massive arms,
  387. p. 37, line 25Overhand the hammers swing, overhand so slow, overhand so sure,
  388. p. 38, line 1The negro holds firmly the reins of his four horses, the block swags underneath on its tied-over chain,
  389. 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,
  390. p. 38, line 4His glance is calm and commanding, he tosses the slouch of his hat away from his forehead,
  391. p. 38, line 5The sun falls on his crispy hair and mustache, falls on the black of his polish'd and perfect limbs.
  392. p. 38, line 6I behold the picturesque giant and love him, and I do not stop there,
  393. p. 38, line 7I go with the team also.
  394. p. 38, line 8In me the caresser of life wherever moving, backward as well as forward sluing,
  395. p. 38, line 11Oxen that rattle the yoke and chain or halt in the leafy shade, what is that you express in your eyes?
  396. p. 38, line 12It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.
  397. p. 38, line 13My tread scares the wood-drake and wood-duck on my distant and day-long ramble,
  398. p. 38, line 17And consider green and violet and the tufted crown intentional,
  399. p. 38, line 18And do not call the tortoise unworthy because she is not something else,
  400. p. 38, line 19And the jay in the woods never studied the gamut, yet trills pretty well to me,
  401. p. 38, line 20And the look of the bay mare shames silliness out of me.
  402. p. 38, line 21The wild gander leads his flock through the cool night,
  403. p. 38, line 23The pert may suppose it meaningless, but I listening close,
  404. p. 38, line 24Find its purpose and place up there toward the wintry sky.
  405. p. 39, line 1The sharp-hoof'd moose of the north, the cat on the house-sill, the chickadee, the prairie-dog,
  406. p. 39, line 2The litter of the grunting sow as they tug at her teats,
  407. p. 39, line 3The brood of the turkey-hen and she with her half-spread wings,
  408. p. 39, line 4I see in them and myself the same old law.
  409. p. 39, line 5The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections,
  410. p. 39, line 6They scorn the best I can do to relate them.
  411. p. 39, line 8Of men that live among cattle or taste of the ocean or woods,
  412. p. 39, line 9Of the builders and steerers of ships and the wielders of axes and mauls, and the drivers of horses,
  413. p. 39, line 13Adorning myself to bestow myself on the first that will take me,
  414. p. 39, line 14Not asking the sky to come down to my good will,
  415. p. 39, line 16The pure contralto sings in the organ loft,
  416. p. 39, line 17The carpenter dresses his plank, the tongue of his foreplane whistles its wild ascending lisp,
  417. p. 39, line 18The married and unmarried children ride home to their Thanksgiving dinner,
  418. p. 39, line 19The pilot seizes the king-pin, he heaves down with a strong arm,
  419. p. 39, line 20The mate stands braced in the whale-boat, lance and harpoon are ready,
  420. p. 39, line 21The duck-shooter walks by silent and cautious stretches,
  421. p. 39, line 22The deacons are ordain'd with cross'd hands at the altar,
  422. p. 39, line 23The spinning-girl retreats and advances to the hum of the big wheel,
  423. p. 39, line 24The farmer stops by the bars as he walks on a First-day loafe and looks at the oats and rye,
  424. p. 39, line 25The lunatic is carried at last to the asylum a confirm'd case,
  425. p. 39, line 26(He will never sleep any more as he did in the cot in his mother's bed-room;)
  426. p. 39, line 27The jour printer with gray head and gaunt jaws works at his case,
  427. p. 39, line 28He turns his quid of tobacco while his eyes blurr with the manuscript;
  428. p. 39, line 29The malform'd limbs are tied to the surgeon's table,
  429. p. 40, line 1The quadroon girl is sold at the auction-stand, the drunkard nods by the bar-room stove,
  430. p. 40, line 2The machinist rolls up his sleeves, the policeman travels his beat, the gate-keeper marks who pass,
  431. p. 40, line 3The young fellow drives the express-wagon, (I love him, though I do not know him;)
  432. p. 40, line 4The half-breed straps on his light boots to compete in the race,
  433. p. 40, line 5The western turkey-shooting draws old and young, some lean on their rifles, some sit on logs,
  434. p. 40, line 6Out from the crowd steps the marksman, takes his position, levels his piece;
  435. p. 40, line 7The groups of newly-come immigrants cover the wharf or levee,
  436. p. 40, line 8As the woolly-pates hoe in the sugar-field, the overseer views them from his saddle,
  437. p. 40, line 9The bugle calls in the ball-room, the gentlemen run for their partners, the dancers bow to each other,
  438. p. 40, line 10The youth lies awake in the cedar-roof'd garret and harks to the musical rain,
  439. p. 40, line 11The Wolverine sets traps on the creek that helps fill the Huron,
  440. p. 40, line 12The squaw wrapt in her yellow-hemm'd cloth is offering moccasins and bead-bags for sale,
  441. p. 40, line 13The connoisseur peers along the exhibition-gallery with half-shut eyes bent sideways,
  442. p. 40, line 14As the deck-hands make fast the steamboat the plank is thrown for the shore-going passengers,
  443. p. 40, line 15The young sister holds out the skein while the elder sister winds it off in a ball, and stops now and then for the knots,
  444. p. 40, line 16The one-year wife is recovering and happy having a week ago borne her first child,
  445. p. 40, line 17The clean-hair'd Yankee girl works with her sewing-machine or in the factory or mill,
  446. p. 40, line 18The paving-man leans on his two-handed rammer, the reporter's lead flies swiftly over the note-book, the sign-painter is lettering with blue and gold,
  447. p. 40, line 19The canal boy trots on the tow-path, the book-keeper counts at his desk, the shoemaker waxes his thread,
  448. p. 40, line 20The conductor beats time for the band and all the performers follow him,
  449. p. 40, line 21The child is baptized, the convert is making his first professions,
  450. p. 40, line 22The regatta is spread on the bay, the race is begun, (how the white sails sparkle!)
  451. p. 40, line 23The drover watching his drove sings out to them that would stray,
  452. p. 40, line 24The pedler sweats with his pack on his back, (the purchaser higgling about the odd cent;)
  453. p. 41, line 1The bride unrumples her white dress, the minute-hand of the clock moves slowly,
  454. p. 41, line 2The opium-eater reclines with rigid head and just-open'd lips,
  455. p. 41, line 3The prostitute draggles her shawl, her bonnet bobs on her tipsy and pimpled neck,
  456. p. 41, line 4The crowd laugh at her blackguard oaths, the men jeer and wink to each other,
  457. p. 41, line 6The President holding a cabinet council is surrounded by the great Secretaries,
  458. p. 41, line 7On the piazza walk three matrons stately and friendly with twined arms,
  459. p. 41, line 8The crew of the fish-smack pack repeated layers of halibut in the hold,
  460. p. 41, line 9The Missourian crosses the plains toting his wares and his cattle,
  461. p. 41, line 10As the fare-collector goes through the train he gives notice by the jingling of loose change,
  462. p. 41, line 11The floor-men are laying the floor, the tinners are tinning the roof, the masons are calling for mortar,
  463. p. 41, line 12In single file each shouldering his hod pass onward the laborers;
  464. 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!)
  465. p. 41, line 14Seasons pursuing each other the plougher ploughs, the mower mows, and the winter-grain falls in the ground;
  466. p. 41, line 15Off on the lakes the pike-fisher watches and waits by the hole in the frozen surface,
  467. p. 41, line 16The stumps stand thick round the clearing, the squatter strikes deep with his axe,
  468. p. 41, line 17Flatboatmen make fast towards dusk near the cotton-wood or pecan-trees,
  469. 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,
  470. p. 41, line 19Torches shine in the dark that hangs on the Chattahooche or Altamahaw,
  471. p. 41, line 22The city sleeps and the country sleeps,
  472. p. 41, line 23The living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time,
  473. p. 41, line 24The old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife;
  474. p. 42, line 2And of these one and all I weave the song of myself.
  475. p. 42, line 3I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise,
  476. p. 42, line 6Stuff'd with the stuff that is coarse and stuff'd with the stuff that is fine,
  477. p. 42, line 7One of the Nation of many nations, the smallest the same and the largest the same,
  478. p. 42, line 8A Southerner soon as a Northerner, a planter nonchalant and hospitable down by the Oconee I live,
  479. p. 42, line 9A Yankee bound my own way ready for trade, my joints the limberest joints on earth and the sternest joints on earth,
  480. p. 42, line 10A Kentuckian walking the vale of the Elkhorn in my deer-skin leggings, a Louisianian or Georgian,
  481. p. 42, line 12At home on Kanadian snow-shoes or up in the bush, or with fishermen off Newfoundland,
  482. p. 42, line 13At home in the fleet of ice-boats, sailing with the rest and tacking,
  483. p. 42, line 14At home on the hills of Vermont or in the woods of Maine, or the Texan ranch,
  484. p. 42, line 17A learner with the simplest, a teacher of the thoughtfullest,
  485. p. 42, line 23Breathe the air but leave plenty after me,
  486. p. 42, line 25(The moth and the fish-eggs are in their place,
  487. p. 42, line 26The bright suns I see and the dark suns I cannot see are in their place,
  488. p. 42, line 27The palpable is in its place and the impalpable is in its place.)
  489. p. 43, line 1These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me,
  490. p. 43, line 3If they are not the riddle and the untying of the riddle they are nothing,
  491. p. 43, line 5This is the grass that grows wherever the land is and the water is,
  492. p. 43, line 6This the common air that bathes the globe.
  493. p. 43, line 9Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?
  494. p. 43, line 10I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.
  495. p. 43, line 11I beat and pound for the dead,
  496. p. 43, line 14And to those whose war-vessels sank in the sea!
  497. p. 43, line 15And to those themselves who sank in the sea!
  498. p. 43, line 17And the numberless unknown heroes equal to the greatest heroes known!
  499. p. 43, line 18This is the meal equally set, this the meat for natural hunger,
  500. p. 43, line 19It is for the wicked just the same as the righteous, I make appointments with all,
  501. p. 43, line 21The kept-woman, sponger, thief, are hereby invited,
  502. p. 43, line 22The heavy-lipp'd slave is invited, the venerealee is invited;
  503. p. 43, line 23There shall be no difference between them and the rest.
  504. p. 43, line 24This is the press of a bashful hand, this the float and odor of hair,
  505. p. 43, line 25This the touch of my lips to yours, this the murmur of yearning,
  506. p. 43, line 26This the far-off depth and height reflecting my own face,
  507. p. 43, line 27This the thoughtful merge of myself, and the outlet again.
  508. p. 44, line 2Well I have, for the Fourth-month showers have, and the mica on the side of a rock has.
  509. p. 44, line 4Does the daylight astonish? does the early redstart twittering through the woods?
  510. p. 44, line 9How is it I extract strength from the beef I eat?
  511. p. 44, line 13I do not snivel that snivel the world over,
  512. p. 44, line 14That months are vacuums and the ground but wallow and filth.
  513. p. 44, line 15Whimpering and truckling fold with powders for invalids, conformity goes to the fourth-remov'd,
  514. p. 44, line 18Having pried through the strata, analyzed to a hair, counsel'd with doctors and calculated close,
  515. p. 44, line 21And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them.
  516. p. 44, line 23To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow,
  517. p. 44, line 24All are written to me, and I must get what the writing means.
  518. p. 45, line 4I see that the elementary laws never apologize,
  519. p. 45, line 5(I reckon I behave no prouder than the level I plant my house by, after all.)
  520. p. 45, line 7If no other in the world be aware I sit content,
  521. p. 45, line 9One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself,
  522. p. 45, line 14And I know the amplitude of time.
  523. p. 45, line 15I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul,
  524. p. 45, line 16The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
  525. p. 45, line 17The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into a new tongue.
  526. p. 45, line 18I am the poet of the woman the same as the man,
  527. p. 45, line 20And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
  528. p. 45, line 21I chant the chant of dilation or pride,
  529. p. 45, line 24Have you outstript the rest? are you the President?
  530. p. 45, line 26I am he that walks with the tender and growing night,
  531. p. 45, line 27I call to the earth and sea half-held by the night.
  532. p. 46, line 2Night of south winds—night of the large few stars!
  533. p. 46, line 5Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees!
  534. p. 46, line 6Earth of departed sunset—earth of the mountains misty-topt!
  535. p. 46, line 7Earth of the vitreous pour of the full moon just tinged with blue!
  536. p. 46, line 8Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river!
  537. p. 46, line 9Earth of the limpid gray of clouds brighter and clearer for my sake!
  538. p. 46, line 15I behold from the beach your crooked inviting fingers,
  539. p. 46, line 17We must have a turn together, I undress, hurry me out of sight of the land,
  540. p. 46, line 22Sea of the brine of life and of unshovell'd yet always-ready graves,
  541. p. 46, line 28(Shall I make my list of things in the house and skip the house that supports them?)
  542. p. 46, line 29I am not the poet of goodness only, I do not decline to be the poet of wickedness also.
  543. p. 47, line 2I moisten the roots of all that has grown.
  544. p. 47, line 3Did you fear some scrofula out of the unflagging pregnancy?
  545. p. 47, line 4Did you guess the celestial laws are yet to be work'd over and rectified?
  546. p. 47, line 5I find one side a balance and the antipodal side a balance,
  547. p. 47, line 7Thoughts and deeds of the present our rouse and early start.
  548. p. 47, line 8This minute that comes to me over the past decillions,
  549. p. 47, line 10What behaved well in the past or behaves well to-day is not such a wonder,
  550. p. 47, line 11The wonder is always and always how there can be a mean man or an infidel.
  551. p. 47, line 13And mine a word of the modern, the word En-Masse.
  552. p. 47, line 14A word of the faith that never balks,
  553. p. 47, line 15Here or henceforward it is all the same to me, I accept Time absolutely.
  554. p. 47, line 22This is the lexicographer, this the chemist, this made a grammar of the old cartouches,
  555. p. 47, line 23These mariners put the ship through dangerous unknown seas,
  556. p. 47, line 24This is the geologist, this works with the scalpel, and this is a mathematician.
  557. p. 47, line 25Gentlemen, to you the first honors always!
  558. p. 48, line 1Less the reminders of properties told my words,
  559. p. 48, line 2And more the reminders they of life untold, and of freedom and extrication,
  560. p. 48, line 4And beat the gong of revolt, and stop with fugitives and them that plot and conspire.
  561. p. 48, line 5Walt Whitman, a kosmos, of Manhattan the son,
  562. p. 48, line 9Unscrew the locks from the doors!
  563. p. 48, line 10Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs!
  564. p. 48, line 13Through me the afflatus surging and surging, through me the current and index.
  565. p. 48, line 14I speak the pass-word primeval, I give the sign of democracy,
  566. p. 48, line 15By God! I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms.
  567. p. 48, line 17Voices of the interminable generations of prisoners and slaves,
  568. p. 48, line 18Voices of the diseas'd and despairing and of thieves and dwarfs,
  569. p. 48, line 20And of the threads that connect the stars, and of wombs and of the father-stuff,
  570. p. 48, line 21And of the rights of them the others are down upon,
  571. p. 48, line 22Of the deform'd, trivial, flat, foolish, despised,
  572. p. 48, line 23Fog in the air, beetles rolling balls of dung.
  573. p. 48, line 25Voices of sexes and lusts, voices veil'd and I remove the veil,
  574. p. 48, line 28I keep as delicate around the bowels as around the head and heart,
  575. p. 49, line 1I believe in the flesh and the appetites,
  576. p. 49, line 4The scent of these arm-pits aroma finer than prayer,
  577. p. 49, line 5This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds.
  578. 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,
  579. p. 49, line 10Whatever goes to the tilth of me it shall be you!
  580. p. 49, line 25I cannot tell how my ankles bend, nor whence the cause of my faintest wish,
  581. p. 49, line 26Nor the cause of the friendship I emit, nor the cause of the friendship I take again.
  582. p. 49, line 28A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
  583. p. 49, line 29To behold the day-break!
  584. p. 49, line 30The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows,
  585. p. 49, line 31The air tastes good to my palate.
  586. p. 50, line 1Hefts of the moving world at innocent gambols silently rising freshly exuding,
  587. p. 50, line 5The earth by the sky staid with, the daily close of their junction,
  588. p. 50, line 6The heav'd challenge from the east that moment over my head,
  589. p. 50, line 7The mocking taunt, See then whether you shall be master!
  590. p. 50, line 8Dazzling and tremendous how quick the sun-rise would kill me,
  591. p. 50, line 10We also ascend dazzling and tremendous as the sun,
  592. p. 50, line 11We found our own O my soul in the calm and cool of the day-break.
  593. p. 50, line 13With the twirl of my tongue I encompass worlds and volumes of worlds.
  594. p. 50, line 14Speech is the twin of my vision, it is unequal to measure itself,
  595. p. 50, line 18Do you not know O speech how the buds beneath you are folded?
  596. p. 50, line 20The dirt receding before my prophetical screams,
  597. p. 50, line 22My knowledge my live parts, it keeping tally with the meaning of all things,
  598. p. 50, line 28I carry the plenum of proof and every thing else in my face,
  599. p. 50, line 29With the hush of my lips I wholly confound the skeptic.
  600. p. 51, line 4I hear the sound I love, the sound of the human voice,
  601. p. 51, line 6Sounds of the city and sounds out of the city, sounds of the day and night,
  602. p. 51, line 7Talkative young ones to those that like them, the loud laugh of work-people at their meals,
  603. p. 51, line 8The angry base of disjointed friendship, the faint tones of the sick,
  604. p. 51, line 9The judge with hands tight to the desk, his pallid lips pronouncing a death-sentence,
  605. p. 51, line 10The heave'e'yo of stevedores unlading ships by the wharves, the refrain of the anchor-lifters,
  606. 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,
  607. p. 51, line 12The steam-whistle, the solid roll of the train of approaching cars,
  608. p. 51, line 13The slow march play'd at the head of the association marching two and two,
  609. p. 51, line 14(They go to guard some corpse, the flag-tops are draped with black muslin.)
  610. p. 51, line 15I hear the violoncello, ('tis the young man's heart's complaint,)
  611. p. 51, line 16I hear the key'd cornet, it glides quickly in through my ears,
  612. p. 51, line 18I hear the chorus, it is a grand opera,
  613. p. 51, line 20A tenor large and fresh as the creation fills me,
  614. p. 51, line 21The orbic flex of his mouth is pouring and filling me full.
  615. p. 51, line 22I hear the train'd soprano (what work with hers is this?)
  616. p. 51, line 23The orchestra whirls me wider than Uranus flies,
  617. p. 51, line 25It sails me, I dab with bare feet, they are lick'd by the indolent waves,
  618. p. 52, line 2At length let up again to feel the puzzle of puzzles,
  619. p. 52, line 6If nothing lay more develop'd the quahaug in its callous shell were enough.
  620. p. 52, line 17Straining the udder of my heart for its withheld drip,
  621. p. 52, line 20Unbuttoning my clothes, holding me by the bare waist,
  622. p. 52, line 21Deluding my confusion with the calm of the sunlight and pasture-fields,
  623. p. 52, line 22Immodestly sliding the fellow-senses away,
  624. p. 52, line 23They bribed to swap off with touch and go and graze at the edges of me,
  625. p. 52, line 25Fetching the rest of the herd around to enjoy them a while,
  626. p. 52, line 27The sentries desert every other part of me,
  627. p. 52, line 29They all come to the headland to witness and assist against me.
  628. p. 52, line 31I talk wildly, I have lost my wits, I and nobody else am the greatest traitor,
  629. p. 53, line 1I went myself first to the headland, my own hands carried me there.
  630. p. 53, line 8Sprouts take and accumulate, stand by the curb prolific and vital,
  631. p. 53, line 12They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon,
  632. p. 53, line 13The insignificant is as big to me as any,
  633. p. 53, line 16The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul.
  634. p. 53, line 20I believe the soggy clods shall become lovers and lamps,
  635. p. 53, line 21And a compend of compends is the meat of a man or woman,
  636. p. 53, line 22And a summit and flower there is the feeling they have for each other,
  637. p. 53, line 25I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars,
  638. p. 53, line 26And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren,
  639. p. 54, line 1And the tree-toad is a chef-d'œuvre for the highest,
  640. p. 54, line 2And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven,
  641. p. 54, line 3And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery,
  642. p. 54, line 4And the cow crunching with depress'd head surpasses any statue,
  643. p. 54, line 10In vain the speeding or shyness,
  644. p. 54, line 11In vain the plutonic rocks send their old heat against my approach,
  645. p. 54, line 12In vain the mastodon retreats beneath its own powder'd bones,
  646. p. 54, line 14In vain the ocean settling in hollows and the great monsters lying low,
  647. p. 54, line 15In vain the buzzard houses herself with the sky,
  648. p. 54, line 16In vain the snake slides through the creepers and logs,
  649. p. 54, line 17In vain the elk takes to the inner passes of the woods,
  650. p. 54, line 18In vain the razor-bill'd auk sails far north to Labrador,
  651. p. 54, line 19I follow quickly, I ascend to the nest in the fissure of the cliff.
  652. p. 54, line 23They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
  653. p. 54, line 25Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things,
  654. p. 54, line 27Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.
  655. p. 55, line 3Infinite and omnigenous, and the like of these among them,
  656. p. 55, line 4Not too exclusive toward the reachers of my remembrancers,
  657. p. 55, line 7Head high in the forehead, wide between the ears,
  658. p. 55, line 8Limbs glossy and supple, tail dusting the ground,
  659. p. 55, line 16What I guess'd when I loaf'd on the grass,
  660. p. 55, line 18And again as I walk'd the beach under the paling stars of the morning.
  661. p. 55, line 22By the city's quadrangular houses—in log huts, camping with lumbermen,
  662. p. 55, line 23Along the ruts of the turnpike, along the dry gulch and rivulet bed,
  663. p. 55, line 25Prospecting, gold-digging, girdling the trees of a new purchase,
  664. p. 55, line 26Scorch'd ankle-deep by the hot sand, hauling my boat down the shallow river,
  665. p. 55, line 27Where the panther walks to and fro on a limb overhead, where the buck turns furiously at the hunter,
  666. p. 55, line 28Where the rattlesnake suns his flabby length on a rock, where the otter is feeding on fish,
  667. p. 55, line 29Where the alligator in his tough pimples sleeps by the bayou,
  668. p. 56, line 1Where the black bear is searching for roots or honey, where the beaver pats the mud with his paddle-shaped tail;
  669. p. 56, line 2Over the growing sugar, over the yellow-flower'd cotton plant, over the rice in its low moist field,
  670. p. 56, line 3Over the sharp-peak'd farm house, with its scallop'd scum and slender shoots from the gutters,
  671. p. 56, line 4Over the western persimmon, over the long-leav'd corn, over the delicate blue-flower flax,
  672. p. 56, line 5Over the white and brown buckwheat, a hummer and buzzer there with the rest,
  673. p. 56, line 6Over the dusky green of the rye as it ripples and shades in the breeze;
  674. p. 56, line 8Walking the path worn in the grass and beat through the leaves of the brush,
  675. p. 56, line 9Where the quail is whistling betwixt the woods and the wheat-lot,
  676. p. 56, line 10Where the bat flies in the Seventh-month eve, where the great goldbug drops through the dark,
  677. p. 56, line 11Where the brook puts out of the roots of the old tree and flows to the meadow,
  678. p. 56, line 12Where cattle stand and shake away flies with the tremulous shuddering of their hides,
  679. p. 56, line 13Where the cheese-cloth hangs in the kitchen, where andirons straddle the hearth-slab, where cobwebs fall in festoons from the rafters;
  680. p. 56, line 14Where trip-hammers crash, where the press is whirling its cylinders,
  681. p. 56, line 15Wherever the human heart beats with terrible throes under its ribs,
  682. p. 56, line 16Where the pear-shaped balloon is floating aloft, (floating in it myself and looking composedly down,)
  683. p. 56, line 17Where the life-car is drawn on the slip-noose, where the heat hatches pale-green eggs in the dented sand,
  684. p. 56, line 18Where the she-whale swims with her calf and never forsakes it,
  685. p. 56, line 19Where the steam-ship trails hind-ways its long pennant of smoke,
  686. p. 56, line 20Where the fin of the shark cuts like a black chip out of the water,
  687. p. 56, line 21Where the half-burn'd brig is riding on unknown currents,
  688. p. 56, line 22Where shells grow to her slimy deck, where the dead are corrupting below;
  689. p. 56, line 23Where the dense-starr'd flag is borne at the head of the regiments,
  690. p. 56, line 24Approaching Manhattan up by the long-stretching island,
  691. p. 56, line 25Under Niagara, the cataract falling like a veil over my countenance,
  692. p. 56, line 26Upon a door-step, upon the horse-block of hard wood outside,
  693. p. 56, line 27Upon the race-course, or enjoying picnics or jigs or a good game of base-ball,
  694. p. 57, line 2At the cider-mill tasting the sweets of the brown mash, sucking the juice through a straw,
  695. p. 57, line 3At apple-peelings wanting kisses for all the red fruit I find,
  696. p. 57, line 5Where the mocking-bird sounds his delicious gurgles, cackles, screams, weeps,
  697. p. 57, line 6Where the hay-rick stands in the barn-yard, where the dry-stalks are scatter'd, where the brood-cow waits in the hovel,
  698. p. 57, line 7Where the bull advances to do his masculine work, where the stud to the mare, where the cock is treading the hen,
  699. p. 57, line 8Where the heifers browse, where geese nip their food with short jerks,
  700. p. 57, line 9Where sun-down shadows lengthen over the limitless and lonesome prairie,
  701. p. 57, line 10Where herds of buffalo make a crawling spread of the square miles far and near,
  702. p. 57, line 11Where the humming-bird shimmers, where the neck of the long-lived swan is curving and winding,
  703. p. 57, line 12Where the laughing-gull scoots by the shore, where she laughs her near-human laugh,
  704. p. 57, line 13Where bee-hives range on a gray bench in the garden half hid by the high weeds,
  705. p. 57, line 14Where band-neck'd partridges roost in a ring on the ground with their heads out,
  706. p. 57, line 15Where burial coaches enter the arch'd gates of a cemetery,
  707. p. 57, line 17Where the yellow-crown'd heron comes to the edge of the marsh at night and feeds upon small crabs,
  708. p. 57, line 18Where the splash of swimmers and divers cools the warm noon,
  709. p. 57, line 19Where the katy-did works her chromatic reed on the walnut-tree over the well,
  710. p. 57, line 21Through the salt-lick or orange glade, or under conical firs,
  711. p. 57, line 22Through the gymnasium, through the curtain'd saloon, through the office or public hall;
  712. p. 57, line 23Pleas'd with the native and pleas'd with the foreign, pleas'd with the new and old,
  713. p. 57, line 24Pleas'd with the homely woman as well as the handsome,
  714. p. 57, line 25Pleas'd with the quakeress as she puts off her bonnet and talks melodiously,
  715. p. 57, line 26Pleas'd with the tune of the choir of the whitewash'd church,
  716. p. 57, line 27Pleas'd with the earnest words of the sweating Methodist preacher, impress'd seriously at the camp-meeting;
  717. 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,
  718. p. 58, line 2Wandering the same afternoon with my face turn'd up to the clouds, or down a lane or along the beach,
  719. p. 58, line 3My right and left arms round the sides of two friends, and I in the middle;
  720. p. 58, line 4Coming home with the silent and dark-cheek'd bush-boy, (behind me he rides at the drape of the day,)
  721. p. 58, line 5Far from the settlements studying the print of animals' feet, or the moccasin print,
  722. p. 58, line 6By the cot in the hospital reaching lemonade to a feverish patient,
  723. p. 58, line 7Nigh the coffin'd corpse when all is still, examining with a candle;
  724. p. 58, line 9Hurrying with the modern crowd as eager and fickle as any,
  725. p. 58, line 12Walking the old hills of Judæa with the beautiful gentle God by my side,
  726. p. 58, line 13Speeding through space, speeding through heaven and the stars,
  727. p. 58, line 14Speeding amid the seven satellites and the broad ring, and the diameter of eighty thousand miles,
  728. p. 58, line 15Speeding with tail'd meteors, throwing fire-balls like the rest,
  729. p. 58, line 16Carrying the crescent child that carries its own full mother in its belly,
  730. p. 58, line 20I visit the orchards of spheres and look at the product,
  731. p. 58, line 23My course runs below the soundings of plummets.
  732. 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.
  733. p. 58, line 29I ascend to the foretruck,
  734. p. 59, line 1I take my place late at night in the crow's-nest,
  735. p. 59, line 2We sail the arctic sea, it is plenty light enough,
  736. p. 59, line 3Through the clear atmosphere I stretch around on the wonderful beauty,
  737. p. 59, line 4The enormous masses of ice pass me and I pass them, the scenery is plain in all directions,
  738. p. 59, line 5The white-topt mountains show in the distance, I fling out my fancies toward them,
  739. p. 59, line 7We pass the colossal outposts of the encampment, we pass with still feet and caution,
  740. p. 59, line 8Or we are entering by the suburbs some vast and ruin'd city,
  741. p. 59, line 9The blocks and fallen architecture more than all the living cities of the globe.
  742. p. 59, line 11I turn the bridegroom out of bed and stay with the bride myself,
  743. p. 59, line 13My voice is the wife's voice, the screech by the rail of the stairs,
  744. p. 59, line 15I understand the large hearts of heroes,
  745. p. 59, line 16The courage of present times and all times,
  746. 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,
  747. p. 59, line 21How he saved the drifting company at last,
  748. p. 59, line 22How the lank loose-gown'd women look'd when boated from the side of their prepared graves,
  749. p. 59, line 23How the silent old-faced infants and the lifted sick, and the sharp-lipp'd unshaved men;
  750. p. 59, line 25I am the man, I suffer'd, I was there.
  751. p. 59, line 26The disdain and calmness of martyrs,
  752. p. 59, line 27The mother of old, condemn'd for a witch, burnt with dry wood, her children gazing on,
  753. p. 59, line 28The hounded slave that flags in the race, leans by the fence, blowing, cover'd with sweat,
  754. p. 60, line 1The twinges that sting like needles his legs and neck, the murderous buckshot and the bullets,
  755. p. 60, line 3I am the hounded slave, I wince at the bite of the dogs,
  756. p. 60, line 4Hell and despair are upon me, crack and again crack the marksmen,
  757. p. 60, line 5I clutch the rails of the fence, my gore dribs, thinn'd with the ooze of my skin,
  758. p. 60, line 6I fall on the weeds and stones,
  759. p. 60, line 7The riders spur their unwilling horses, haul close,
  760. p. 60, line 8Taunt my dizzy ears and beat me violently over the head with whip-stocks.
  761. p. 60, line 10I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person,
  762. p. 60, line 12I am the mash'd fireman with breast-bone broken,
  763. p. 60, line 14Heat and smoke I inspired, I heard the yelling shouts of my comrades,
  764. p. 60, line 15I heard the distant click of their picks and shovels,
  765. p. 60, line 16They have clear'd the beams away, they tenderly lift me forth.
  766. p. 60, line 17I lie in the night air in my red shirt, the pervading hush is for my sake,
  767. p. 60, line 19White and beautiful are the faces around me, the heads are bared of their fire-caps,
  768. p. 60, line 20The kneeling crowd fades with the light of the torches.
  769. p. 60, line 22They show as the dial or move as the hands of me, I am the clock myself.
  770. p. 60, line 25Again the long roll of the drummers,
  771. p. 60, line 26Again the attacking cannon, mortars,
  772. p. 60, line 27Again to my listening ears the cannon responsive.
  773. p. 60, line 28I take part, I see and hear the whole,
  774. p. 61, line 1The cries, curses, roar, the plaudits for well-aim'd shots,
  775. p. 61, line 2The ambulanza slowly passing trailing its red drip,
  776. p. 61, line 4The fall of grenades through the rent roof, the fan-shaped explosion,
  777. p. 61, line 5The whizz of limbs, heads, stone, wood, iron, high in the air.
  778. p. 61, line 6Again gurgles the mouth of my dying general, he furiously waves with his hand,
  779. p. 61, line 7He gasps through the clot Mind not me—mind—the entrenchments.
  780. p. 61, line 9(I tell not the fall of Alamo,
  781. p. 61, line 10Not one escaped to tell the fall of Alamo,
  782. p. 61, line 11The hundred and fifty are dumb yet at Alamo,)
  783. p. 61, line 12'Tis the tale of the murder in cold blood of four hundred and twelve young men.
  784. p. 61, line 14Nine hundred lives out of the surrounding enemy's, nine times their number, was the price they took in advance,
  785. p. 61, line 17They were the glory of the race of rangers,
  786. p. 61, line 20Bearded, sunburnt, drest in the free costume of hunters,
  787. p. 61, line 22The second First-day morning they were brought out in squads and massacred, it was beautiful early summer,
  788. p. 61, line 23The work commenced about five o'clock and was over by eight.
  789. p. 61, line 24None obey'd the command to kneel,
  790. p. 61, line 26A few fell at once, shot in the temple or heart, the living and dead lay together,
  791. p. 61, line 27The maim'd and mangled dug in the dirt, the new-comers saw them there,
  792. p. 62, line 2These were despatch'd with bayonets or batter'd with the blunts of muskets,
  793. p. 62, line 4The three were all torn and cover'd with the boy's blood.
  794. p. 62, line 5At eleven o'clock began the burning of the bodies;
  795. p. 62, line 6That is the tale of the murder of the four hundred and twelve young men.
  796. p. 62, line 8Would you learn who won by the light of the moon and stars?
  797. p. 62, line 9List to the yarn, as my grandmother's father the sailor told it to me.
  798. p. 62, line 11His was the surly English pluck, and there is no tougher or truer, and never was, and never will be;
  799. p. 62, line 12Along the lower'd eve he came horribly raking us.
  800. p. 62, line 13We closed with him, the yards entangled, the cannon touch'd,
  801. p. 62, line 15We had receiv'd some eighteen pound shots under the water,
  802. p. 62, line 16On our lower-gun-deck two large pieces had burst at the first fire, killing all around and blowing up overhead.
  803. p. 62, line 18Ten o'clock at night, the full moon well up, our leaks on the gain, and five feet of water reported,
  804. p. 62, line 19The master-at-arms loosing the prisoners confined in the after-hold to give them a chance for themselves.
  805. p. 62, line 20The transit to and from the magazine is now stopt by the sentinels,
  806. p. 62, line 23The other asks if we demand quarter?
  807. p. 62, line 24If our colors are struck and the fighting done?
  808. p. 62, line 25Now I laugh content, for I hear the voice of my little captain,
  809. p. 62, line 26We have not struck, he composedly cries, we have just begun our part of the fighting.
  810. p. 63, line 2One is directed by the captain himself against the enemy's main-mast,
  811. p. 63, line 4The tops alone second the fire of this little battery, especially the main-top,
  812. p. 63, line 5They hold out bravely during the whole of the action.
  813. p. 63, line 7The leaks gain fast on the pumps, the fire eats toward the powder-magazine.
  814. p. 63, line 8One of the pumps has been shot away, it is generally thought we are sinking.
  815. p. 63, line 9Serene stands the little captain,
  816. p. 63, line 12Toward twelve there in the beams of the moon they surrender to us.
  817. p. 63, line 13Stretch'd and still lies the midnight,
  818. p. 63, line 14Two great hulls motionless on the breast of the darkness,
  819. p. 63, line 15Our vessel riddled and slowly sinking, preparations to pass to the one we have conquer'd,
  820. p. 63, line 16The captain on the quarter-deck coldly giving his orders through a countenance white as a sheet,
  821. p. 63, line 17Near by the corpse of the child that serv'd in the cabin,
  822. p. 63, line 18The dead face of an old salt with long white hair and carefully curl'd whiskers,
  823. p. 63, line 19The flames spite of all that can be done flickering aloft and below,
  824. p. 63, line 20The husky voices of the two or three officers yet fit for duty,
  825. p. 63, line 21Formless stacks of bodies and bodies by themselves, dabs of flesh upon the masts and spars,
  826. p. 63, line 22Cut of cordage, dangle of rigging, slight shock of the soothe of waves,
  827. p. 63, line 25Delicate sniffs of sea-breeze, smells of sedgy grass and fields by the shore, death-messages given in charge to survivors,
  828. p. 63, line 26The hiss of the surgeon's knife, the gnawing teeth of his saw,
  829. p. 64, line 4In at the conquer'd doors they crowd! I am possess'd!
  830. p. 64, line 7And feel the dull unintermitted pain.
  831. p. 64, line 8For me the keepers of convicts shoulder their carbines and keep watch,
  832. p. 64, line 9It is I let out in the morning and barr'd at night.
  833. p. 64, line 11(I am less the jolly one there, and more the silent one with sweat on my twitching lips.)
  834. p. 64, line 13Not a cholera patient lies at the last gasp but I also lie at the last gasp,
  835. p. 64, line 20I discover myself on the verge of a usual mistake.
  836. p. 64, line 21That I could forget the mockers and insults!
  837. p. 64, line 22That I could forget the trickling tears and the blows of the bludgeons and hammers!
  838. p. 65, line 2I resume the overstaid fraction,
  839. p. 65, line 3The grave of rock multiplies what has been confided to it, or to any graves,
  840. p. 65, line 7Our swift ordinances on their way over the whole earth,
  841. p. 65, line 8The blossoms we wear in our hats the growth of thousands of years.
  842. p. 65, line 11The friendly and flowing savage, who is he?
  843. p. 65, line 14Is he from the Mississippi country? Iowa, Oregon, California?
  844. p. 65, line 15The mountains? prairie-life, bush-life? or sailor from the sea?
  845. p. 65, line 20They descend in new forms from the tips of his fingers,
  846. p. 65, line 21They are wafted with the odor of his body or breath, they fly out of the glance of his eyes.
  847. p. 65, line 22Flaunt of the sunshine I need not your bask—lie over!
  848. p. 66, line 5You there, impotent, loose in the knees,
  849. p. 66, line 7Spread your palms and lift the flaps of your pockets,
  850. p. 66, line 13On his right cheek I put the family kiss,
  851. p. 66, line 16(This day I am jetting the stuff of far more arrogant republics.)
  852. p. 66, line 17To any one dying, thither I speed and twist the knob of the door,
  853. p. 66, line 18Turn the bed-clothes toward the foot of the bed,
  854. p. 66, line 19Let the physician and the priest go home.
  855. p. 66, line 20I seize the descending man and raise him with resistless will,
  856. p. 66, line 24Every room of the house do I fill with an arm'd force,
  857. p. 66, line 29And when you rise in the morning you will find what I tell you is so.
  858. p. 66, line 30I am he bringing help for the sick as they pant on their backs,
  859. p. 67, line 1I heard what was said of the universe,
  860. p. 67, line 5Outbidding at the start the old cautious hucksters,
  861. p. 67, line 6Taking myself the exact dimensions of Jehovah,
  862. p. 67, line 9In my portfolio placing Manito loose, Allah on a leaf, the crucifix engraved,
  863. p. 67, line 10With Odin and the hideous-faced Mexitli and every idol and image,
  864. p. 67, line 12Admitting they were alive and did the work of their days,
  865. p. 67, line 14Accepting the rough deific sketches to fill out better in myself, bestowing them freely on each man and woman I see,
  866. p. 67, line 16Putting higher claims for him there with his roll'd-up sleeves driving the mallet and chisel,
  867. 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,
  868. p. 67, line 18Lads ahold of fire-engines and hook-and-ladder ropes no less to me than the gods of the antique wars,
  869. p. 67, line 19Minding their voices peal through the crash of destruction,
  870. p. 67, line 20Their brawny limbs passing safe over charr'd laths, their white foreheads whole and unhurt out of the flames;
  871. p. 67, line 21By the mechanic's wife with her babe at her nipple interceding for every person born,
  872. p. 67, line 23The snag-tooth'd hostler with red hair redeeming sins past and to come,
  873. p. 67, line 25What was strewn in the amplest strewing the square rod about me, and not filling the square rod then,
  874. p. 67, line 26The bull and the bug never worshipp'd half enough,
  875. p. 67, line 28The supernatural of no account, myself waiting my time to be one of the supremes,
  876. p. 67, line 29The day getting ready for me when I shall do as much good as the best, and be as prodigious;
  877. p. 68, line 2Putting myself here and now to the ambush'd womb of the shadows.
  878. p. 68, line 3A call in the midst of the crowd,
  879. p. 68, line 7Now the performer launches his nerve, he has pass'd his prelude on the reeds within.
  880. p. 68, line 8Easily written loose-finger'd chords—I feel the thrum of your climax and close.
  881. p. 68, line 10Music rolls, but not from the organ,
  882. p. 68, line 12Ever the hard unsunk ground,
  883. p. 68, line 13Ever the eaters and drinkers, ever the upward and downward sun, ever the air and the ceaseless tides,
  884. p. 68, line 15Ever the old inexplicable query, ever that thorn'd thumb, that breath of itches and thirsts,
  885. p. 68, line 16Ever the vexer's hoot! hoot! till we find where the sly one hides and bring him forth,
  886. p. 68, line 17Ever love, ever the sobbing liquid of life,
  887. p. 68, line 18Ever the bandage under the chin, ever the trestles of death.
  888. p. 68, line 19Here and there with dimes on the eyes walking,
  889. p. 68, line 20To feed the greed of the belly the brains liberally spooning,
  890. p. 68, line 21Tickets buying, taking, selling, but in to the feast never once going,
  891. p. 68, line 22Many sweating, ploughing, thrashing, and then the chaff for payment receiving,
  892. p. 68, line 23A few idly owning, and they the wheat continually claiming.
  893. p. 68, line 24This is the city and I am one of the citizens,
  894. p. 68, line 25Whatever interests the rest interests me, politics, wars, markets, newspapers, schools,
  895. p. 68, line 26The mayor and councils, banks, tariffs, steamships, factories, stocks, stores, real estate and personal estate.
  896. p. 68, line 27The little plentiful manikins skipping around in collars and tail'd coats,
  897. p. 69, line 2I acknowledge the duplicates of myself, the weakest and shallowest is deathless with me,
  898. p. 69, line 3What I do and say the same waits for them,
  899. p. 69, line 4Every thought that flounders in me the same flounders in them.
  900. p. 69, line 10This printed and bound book—but the printer and the printing-office boy?
  901. p. 69, line 11The well-taken photographs—but your wife or friend close and solid in your arms?
  902. p. 69, line 12The black ship mail'd with iron, her mighty guns in her turrets—but the pluck of the captain and engineers?
  903. p. 69, line 13In the houses the dishes and fare and furniture—but the host and hostess, and the look out of their eyes?
  904. p. 69, line 14The sky up there—yet here or next door, or across the way?
  905. p. 69, line 15The saints and sages in history—but you yourself?
  906. p. 69, line 16Sermons, creeds, theology—but the fathomless human brain,
  907. p. 69, line 18I do not despise you priests, all time, the world over,
  908. p. 69, line 19My faith is the greatest of faiths and the least of faiths,
  909. p. 69, line 21Believing I shall come again upon the earth after five thousand years,
  910. p. 69, line 22Waiting responses from oracles, honoring the gods, saluting the sun,
  911. p. 69, line 23Making a fetich of the first rock or stump, powowing with sticks in the circle of obis,
  912. p. 69, line 24Helping the llama or brahmin as he trims the lamps of the idols,
  913. p. 69, line 25Dancing yet through the streets in a phallic procession, rapt and austere in the woods a gymnosophist,
  914. p. 69, line 26Drinking mead from the skull-cup, to Shastas and Vedas admirant, minding the Koran,
  915. p. 69, line 27Walking the teokallis, spotted with gore from the stone and knife, beating the serpent-skin drum,
  916. p. 69, line 28Accepting the Gospels, accepting him that was crucified, knowing assuredly that he is divine,
  917. p. 70, line 1To the mass kneeling or the puritan's prayer rising, or sitting patiently in a pew,
  918. p. 70, line 4Belonging to the winders of the circuit of circuits.
  919. p. 70, line 8I know every one of you, I know the sea of torment, doubt, despair and unbelief.
  920. p. 70, line 9How the flukes splash!
  921. p. 70, line 13The past is the push of you, me, all, precisely the same,
  922. p. 70, line 14And what is yet untried and afterward is for you, me, all, precisely the same.
  923. p. 70, line 18It cannot fail the young man who died and was buried,
  924. p. 70, line 19Nor the young woman who died and was put by his side,
  925. p. 70, line 20Nor the little child that peep'd in at the door, and then drew back and was never seen again,
  926. p. 70, line 21Nor the old man who has lived without purpose, and feels it with bitterness worse than gall,
  927. p. 70, line 22Nor him in the poor house tubercled by rum and the bad disorder,
  928. p. 70, line 23Nor the numberless slaughter'd and wreck'd, nor the brutish koboo call'd the ordure of humanity,
  929. p. 70, line 24Nor the sacs merely floating with open mouths for food to slip in,
  930. p. 70, line 25Nor any thing in the earth, or down in the oldest graves of the earth,
  931. p. 71, line 1Nor any thing in the myriads of spheres, nor the myriads of myriads that inhabit them,
  932. p. 71, line 2Nor the present, nor the least wisp that is known.
  933. p. 71, line 5I launch all men and women forward with me into the Unknown.
  934. p. 71, line 6The clock indicates the moment—but what does eternity indicate?
  935. p. 71, line 18My feet strike an apex of the apices of the stairs,
  936. p. 71, line 19On every step bunches of ages, and larger bunches between the steps,
  937. p. 71, line 21Rise after rise bow the phantoms behind me,
  938. p. 71, line 22Afar down I see the huge first Nothing, I know I was even there,
  939. p. 71, line 23I waited unseen and always, and slept through the lethargic mist,
  940. p. 71, line 24And took my time, and took no hurt from the fetid carbon.
  941. p. 71, line 26Immense have been the preparations for me,
  942. p. 71, line 27Faithful and friendly the arms that have help'd me.
  943. p. 72, line 6For it the nebula cohered to an orb,
  944. p. 72, line 7The long slow strata piled to rest it on,
  945. p. 72, line 15Crowding my lips, thick in the pores of my skin,
  946. p. 72, line 17Crying by day Ahoy! from the rocks of the river, swinging and chirping over my head,
  947. p. 72, line 24And the dark hush promulges as much as any.
  948. p. 72, line 25I open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled systems,
  949. p. 72, line 26And all I see multiplied as high as I can cipher edge but the rim of the farther systems.
  950. p. 73, line 3And greater sets follow, making specks of the greatest inside them.
  951. p. 73, line 5If I, you, and the worlds, and all beneath or upon their surfaces, were this moment reduced back to a pallid float, it would not avail in the long run,
  952. p. 73, line 8A few quadrillions of eras, a few octillions of cubic leagues, do not hazard the span or make it impatient,
  953. p. 73, line 13The Lord will be there and wait till I come on perfect terms,
  954. p. 73, line 14The great Camerado, the lover true for whom I pine will be there.
  955. p. 73, line 15I know I have the best of time and space, and was never measured and never will be measured.
  956. p. 73, line 17My signs are a rain-proof coat, good shoes, and a staff cut from the woods,
  957. p. 73, line 22My left hand hooking you round the waist,
  958. p. 73, line 23My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents and the public road.
  959. p. 74, line 3If you tire, give me both burdens, and rest the chuff of your hand on my hip,
  960. p. 74, line 4And in due time you shall repay the same service to me,
  961. p. 74, line 6This day before dawn I ascended a hill and look'd at the crowded heaven,
  962. 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?
  963. p. 74, line 13But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in sweet clothes, I kiss you with a good-by kiss and open the gate for your egress hence.
  964. p. 74, line 15Now I wash the gum from your eyes,
  965. p. 74, line 16You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every moment of your life.
  966. p. 74, line 17Long have you timidly waded holding a plank by the shore,
  967. p. 74, line 19To jump off in the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me, shout, and laughingly dash with your hair.
  968. p. 74, line 20I am the teacher of athletes,
  969. p. 74, line 21He that by me spreads a wider breast than my own proves the width of my own,
  970. p. 74, line 22He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.
  971. p. 74, line 23The boy I love, the same becomes a man not through derived power, but in his own right,
  972. p. 75, line 4First-rate to ride, to fight, to hit the bull's eye, to sail a skiff, to sing a song or play on the banjo,
  973. p. 75, line 5Preferring scars and the beard and faces pitted with small-pox over all latherers,
  974. p. 75, line 6And those well-tann'd to those that keep out of the sun.
  975. p. 75, line 8I follow you whoever you are from the present hour,
  976. p. 75, line 10I do not say these things for a dollar or to fill up the time while I wait for a boat,
  977. p. 75, line 11(It is you talking just as much as myself, I act as the tongue of you,
  978. p. 75, line 14And I swear I will never translate myself at all, only to him or her who privately stays with me in the open air.
  979. p. 75, line 15If you would understand me go to the heights or water-shore,
  980. p. 75, line 16The nearest gnat is an explanation, and a drop or motion of waves a key,
  981. p. 75, line 17The maul, the oar, the hand-saw, second my words.
  982. p. 75, line 20The young mechanic is closest to me, he knows me well,
  983. p. 75, line 21The woodman that takes his axe and jug with him shall take me with him all day,
  984. p. 75, line 22The farm-boy ploughing in the field feels good at the sound of my voice,
  985. p. 75, line 24The soldier camp'd or upon the march is mine,
  986. p. 75, line 25On the night ere the pending battle many seek me, and I do not fail them,
  987. p. 76, line 1My face rubs to the hunter's face when he lies down alone in his blanket,
  988. p. 76, line 2The driver thinking of me does not mind the jolt of his wagon,
  989. p. 76, line 3The young mother and old mother comprehend me,
  990. p. 76, line 4The girl and the wife rest the needle a moment and forget where they are,
  991. p. 76, line 6I have said that the soul is not more than the body,
  992. p. 76, line 7And I have said that the body is not more than the soul,
  993. p. 76, line 10And I or you pocketless of a dime may purchase the pick of the earth,
  994. p. 76, line 11And to glance with an eye or show a bean in its pod confounds the learning of all times,
  995. p. 76, line 12And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero,
  996. p. 76, line 13And there is no object so soft but it makes a hub for the wheel'd universe,
  997. p. 76, line 18I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least,
  998. p. 76, line 21I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then,
  999. p. 76, line 22In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass,
  1000. p. 76, line 23I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign'd by God's name,
  1001. p. 77, line 2To his work without flinching the accoucheur comes,
  1002. p. 77, line 3I see the elder-hand pressing receiving supporting,
  1003. p. 77, line 4I recline by the sills of the exquisite flexible doors,
  1004. p. 77, line 5And mark the outlet, and mark the relief and escape.
  1005. p. 77, line 7I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing,
  1006. p. 77, line 8I reach to the leafy lips, I reach to the polish'd breasts of melons.
  1007. p. 77, line 9And as to you Life I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths,
  1008. p. 77, line 14Of the turbid pool that lies in the autumn forest,
  1009. p. 77, line 15Of the moon that descends the steeps of the soughing twilight,
  1010. p. 77, line 16Toss, sparkles of day and dusk—toss on the black stems that decay in the muck,
  1011. p. 77, line 17Toss to the moaning gibberish of the dry limbs.
  1012. p. 77, line 18I ascend from the moon, I ascend from the night,
  1013. p. 77, line 19I perceive that the ghastly glimmer is noonday sunbeams reflected,
  1014. p. 77, line 20And debouch to the steady and central from the offspring great or small.
  1015. p. 77, line 26Something it swings on more than the earth I swing on,
  1016. p. 77, line 27To it the creation is the friend whose embracing awakes me.
  1017. p. 78, line 4The past and present wilt—I have fill'd them, emptied them.
  1018. p. 78, line 5And proceed to fill my next fold of the future.
  1019. p. 78, line 7Look in my face while I snuff the sidle of evening,
  1020. p. 78, line 12I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the door-slab.
  1021. p. 78, line 16The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering.
  1022. p. 78, line 18I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
  1023. p. 78, line 19The last scud of day holds back for me,
  1024. p. 78, line 20It flings my likeness after the rest and true as any on the shadow'd wilds,
  1025. p. 78, line 21It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk.
  1026. p. 78, line 22I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun,
  1027. p. 78, line 24I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
  1028. p. 79, line 7TO the garden the world anew ascending,
  1029. p. 79, line 9The love, the life of their bodies, meaning and being,
  1030. p. 79, line 11The revolving cycles in their wide sweep having brought me again,
  1031. p. 79, line 13My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays through them, for reasons, most wondrous,
  1032. p. 79, line 15Content with the present, content with the past,
  1033. p. 79, line 17Or in front, and I following her just the same.
  1034. p. 79, line 21From my own voice resonant, singing the phallus,
  1035. p. 79, line 22Singing the song of procreation,
  1036. p. 79, line 23Singing the need of superb children and therein superb grown people,
  1037. p. 79, line 24Singing the muscular urge and the blending,
  1038. p. 79, line 25Singing the bedfellow's song, (O resistless yearning!
  1039. p. 79, line 26O for any and each the body correlative attracting!
  1040. p. 80, line 2From the hungry gnaw that eats me night and day,
  1041. p. 80, line 5Singing the true song of the soul fitful at random,
  1042. p. 80, line 8Of the smell of apples and lemons, of the pairing of birds,
  1043. p. 80, line 9Of the wet of woods, of the lapping of waves,
  1044. p. 80, line 10Of the mad pushes of waves upon the land, I them chanting,
  1045. p. 80, line 11The overture lightly sounding, the strain anticipating,
  1046. p. 80, line 12The welcome nearness, the sight of the perfect body,
  1047. p. 80, line 13The swimmer swimming naked in the bath, or motionless on his back lying and floating,
  1048. p. 80, line 14The female form approaching, I pensive, love-flesh tremulous aching,
  1049. p. 80, line 15The divine list for myself or you or for any one making,
  1050. p. 80, line 16The face, the limbs, the index from head to foot, and what it arouses,
  1051. p. 80, line 17The mystic deliria, the madness amorous, the utter abandonment,
  1052. p. 80, line 20O that you and I escape from the rest and go utterly off, free and lawless,
  1053. p. 80, line 21Two hawks in the air, two fishes swimming in the sea not more lawless than we;)
  1054. p. 80, line 22The furious storm through me careering, I passionately trembling.
  1055. 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,
  1056. p. 80, line 26O you and I! what is it to us what the rest do or think?
  1057. p. 80, line 28From the master, the pilot I yield the vessel to,
  1058. p. 80, line 29The general commanding me, commanding all, from him permission taking,
  1059. p. 80, line 30From time the programme hastening, (I have loiter'd too long as it is,)
  1060. p. 80, line 31From sex, from the warp and from the woof,
  1061. p. 80, line 33From plenty of persons near and yet the right person not near,
  1062. p. 81, line 1From the soft sliding of hands over me and thrusting of fingers through my hair and beard,
  1063. p. 81, line 2From the long sustain'd kiss upon the mouth or bosom,
  1064. p. 81, line 3From the close pressure that makes me or any man drunk, fainting with excess,
  1065. p. 81, line 4From what the divine husband knows, from the work of fatherhood,
  1066. p. 81, line 5From exultation, victory and relief, from the bedfellow's embrace in the night,
  1067. p. 81, line 6From the act-poems of eyes, hands, hips and bosoms,
  1068. p. 81, line 7From the cling of the trembling arm,
  1069. p. 81, line 8From the bending curve and the clinch,
  1070. p. 81, line 9From side by side the pliant coverlet off-throwing,
  1071. p. 81, line 10From the one so unwilling to have me leave, and me just as unwilling to leave,
  1072. p. 81, line 12From the hour of shining stars and dropping dews,
  1073. p. 81, line 13From the night a moment I emerging flitting out,
  1074. p. 81, line 16I SING the body electric,
  1075. p. 81, line 17The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,
  1076. p. 81, line 19And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul.
  1077. p. 81, line 21And if those who defile the living are as bad as they who defile the dead?
  1078. p. 81, line 22And if the body does not do fully as much as the soul?
  1079. p. 81, line 23And if the body were not the soul, what is the soul?
  1080. p. 81, line 24The love of the body of man or woman balks account, the body itself balks account,
  1081. p. 81, line 25That of the male is perfect, and that of the female is perfect.
  1082. p. 81, line 26The expression of the face balks account,
  1083. p. 81, line 27But the expression of a well-made man appears not only in his face,
  1084. p. 82, line 1It is in his limbs and joints also, it is curiously in the joints of his hips and wrists,
  1085. 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,
  1086. p. 82, line 3The strong sweet quality he has strikes through the cotton and broadcloth,
  1087. p. 82, line 4To see him pass conveys as much as the best poem, perhaps more,
  1088. p. 82, line 5You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side.
  1089. 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,
  1090. 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,
  1091. p. 82, line 8The bending forward and backward of rowers in row-boats, the horseman in his saddle,
  1092. p. 82, line 10The group of laborers seated at noon-time with their open dinner-kettles, and their wives waiting,
  1093. p. 82, line 11The female soothing a child, the farmer's daughter in the garden or cow-yard,
  1094. p. 82, line 12The young fellow hoeing corn, the sleigh-driver driving his six horses through the crowd,
  1095. 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,
  1096. p. 82, line 14The coats and caps thrown down, the embrace of love and resistance,
  1097. p. 82, line 15The upper-hold and under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes;
  1098. p. 82, line 16The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play of masculine muscle through clean-setting trowsers and waist-straps,
  1099. p. 82, line 17The slow return from the fire, the pause when the bell strikes suddenly again, and the listening on the alert,
  1100. p. 82, line 18The natural, perfect, varied attitudes, the bent head, the curv'd neck and the counting;
  1101. p. 82, line 19Such-like I love—I loosen myself, pass freely, am at the mother's breast with the little child,
  1102. p. 82, line 20Swim with the swimmers, wrestle with wrestlers, march in line with the firemen, and pause, listen, count.
  1103. p. 82, line 21I knew a man, a common farmer, the father of five sons,
  1104. p. 82, line 22And in them the fathers of sons, and in them the fathers of sons.
  1105. 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,
  1106. p. 83, line 7He drank water only, the blood show'd like scarlet through the clear-brown skin of his face,
  1107. 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,
  1108. p. 83, line 10You would wish long and long to be with him, you would wish to sit by him in the boat that you and he might touch each other.
  1109. p. 83, line 12To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
  1110. 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,
  1111. p. 83, line 17All things please the soul, but these please the soul well.
  1112. p. 83, line 18This is the female form,
  1113. 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,
  1114. p. 84, line 1Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it, the response likewise ungovernable,
  1115. p. 84, line 3Ebb stung by the flow and flow stung by the ebb, love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching,
  1116. p. 84, line 5Bridegroom night of love working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn,
  1117. p. 84, line 6Undulating into the willing and yielding day,
  1118. p. 84, line 7Lost in the cleave of the clasping and sweet-flesh'd day.
  1119. p. 84, line 8This the nucleus—after the child is born of woman, man is born of woman,
  1120. p. 84, line 9This the bath of birth, this the merge of small and large, and the outlet again.
  1121. p. 84, line 10Be not ashamed women, your privilege encloses the rest, and is the exit of the rest,
  1122. p. 84, line 11You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul.
  1123. p. 84, line 12The female contains all qualities and tempers them,
  1124. p. 84, line 18See the bent head and arms folded over the breast, the Female I see.
  1125. p. 84, line 19The male is not less the soul nor more, he too is in his place,
  1126. p. 84, line 21The flush of the known universe is in him,
  1127. p. 84, line 23The wildest largest passions, bliss that is utmost, sorrow that is utmost become him well, pride is for him,
  1128. p. 84, line 24The full-spread pride of man is calming and excellent to the soul,
  1129. p. 84, line 25Knowledge becomes him, he likes it always, he brings every thing to the test of himself,
  1130. p. 85, line 1Whatever the survey, whatever the sea and the sail he strikes soundings at last only here,
  1131. p. 85, line 3The man's body is sacred and the woman's body is sacred,
  1132. p. 85, line 4No matter who it is, it is sacred—is it the meanest one in the laborers' gang?
  1133. p. 85, line 5Is it one of the dull-faced immigrants just landed on the wharf?
  1134. p. 85, line 6Each belongs here or anywhere just as much as the well-off, just as much as you,
  1135. p. 85, line 7Each has his or her place in the procession.
  1136. p. 85, line 9The universe is a procession with measured and perfect motion.)
  1137. p. 85, line 10Do you know so much yourself that you call the meanest ignorant?
  1138. p. 85, line 12Do you think matter has cohered together from its diffuse float, and the soil is on the surface, and water runs and vegetation sprouts,
  1139. p. 85, line 15(For before the war I often go to the slave-mart and watch the sale,)
  1140. p. 85, line 16I help the auctioneer, the sloven does not half know his business.
  1141. p. 85, line 18Whatever the bids of the bidders they cannot be high enough for it,
  1142. p. 85, line 19For it the globe lay preparing quintillions of years without one animal or plant,
  1143. p. 85, line 20For it the revolving cycles truly and steadily roll'd.
  1144. p. 85, line 21In this head the all-baffling brain,
  1145. p. 85, line 22In it and below it the makings of heroes.
  1146. p. 86, line 2The same old blood! the same red-running blood!
  1147. p. 86, line 5This is not only one man, this the father of those who shall be fathers in their turns,
  1148. p. 86, line 6In him the start of populous states and rich republics,
  1149. p. 86, line 8How do you know who shall come from the offspring of his offspring through the centuries?
  1150. p. 86, line 9(Who might you find you have come from yourself, if you could trace back through the centuries?)
  1151. p. 86, line 11She too is not only herself, she is the teeming mother of mothers,
  1152. p. 86, line 12She is the bearer of them that shall grow and be mates to the mothers.
  1153. p. 86, line 13Have you ever loved the body of a woman?
  1154. p. 86, line 14Have you ever loved the body of a man?
  1155. p. 86, line 15Do you not see that these are exactly the same to all in all nations and times all over the earth?
  1156. p. 86, line 16If any thing is sacred the human body is sacred,
  1157. p. 86, line 17And the glory and sweet of a man is the token of manhood untainted,
  1158. p. 86, line 18And in man or woman a clean, strong, firm-fibred body, is more beautiful than the most beautiful face.
  1159. p. 86, line 19Have you seen the fool that corrupted his own live body? or the fool that corrupted her own live body?
  1160. 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,
  1161. 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,)
  1162. p. 87, line 1I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my poems, and that they are my poems,
  1163. p. 87, line 3Head, neck, hair, ears, drop and tympan of the ears,
  1164. p. 87, line 4Eyes, eye-fringes, iris of the eye, eyebrows, and the waking or sleeping of the lids,
  1165. p. 87, line 5Mouth, tongue, lips, teeth, roof of the mouth, jaws, and the jaw-hinges,
  1166. p. 87, line 6Nose, nostrils of the nose, and the partition,
  1167. p. 87, line 7Cheeks, temples, forehead, chin, throat, back of the neck, neck-slue,
  1168. p. 87, line 8Strong shoulders, manly beard, scapula, hind-shoulders, and the ample side-round of the chest,
  1169. p. 87, line 11Broad breast-front, curling hair of the breast, breast-bone, breast-side,
  1170. p. 87, line 12Ribs, belly, backbone, joints of the backbone,
  1171. p. 87, line 14Strong set of thighs, well carrying the trunk above,
  1172. p. 87, line 16Ankles, instep, foot-ball, toes, toe-joints, the heel;
  1173. 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,
  1174. p. 87, line 18The lung-sponges, the stomach-sac, the bowels sweet and clean,
  1175. p. 87, line 19The brain in its folds inside the skull-frame,
  1176. p. 87, line 21Womanhood, and all that is a woman, and the man that comes from woman,
  1177. p. 87, line 22The womb, the teats, nipples, breast-milk, tears, laughter, weeping, love-looks, love-perturbations and risings,
  1178. p. 87, line 23The voice, articulation, language, whispering, shouting aloud,
  1179. p. 87, line 25Poise on the hips, leaping, reclining, embracing, arm-curving and tightening,
  1180. p. 87, line 26The continual changes of the flex of the mouth, and around the eyes,
  1181. p. 87, line 27The skin, the sunburnt shade, freckles, hair,
  1182. p. 87, line 28The curious sympathy one feels when feeling with the hand the naked meat of the body,
  1183. p. 87, line 29The circling rivers the breath, and breathing it in and out,
  1184. p. 88, line 1The beauty of the waist, and thence of the hips, and thence downward toward the knees,
  1185. p. 88, line 2The thin red jellies within you or within me, the bones and the marrow in the bones,
  1186. p. 88, line 3The exquisite realization of health;
  1187. p. 88, line 4O I say these are not the parts and poems of the body only, but of the soul,
  1188. p. 88, line 5O I say now these are the soul!
  1189. p. 88, line 7Yet all were lacking if sex were lacking, or if the moisture of the right man were lacking.
  1190. p. 88, line 10Songs, commands, health, pride, the maternal mystery, the seminal milk,
  1191. p. 88, line 11All hopes, benefactions, bestowals, all the passions, loves, beauties, delights of the earth,
  1192. p. 88, line 12All the governments, judges, gods, follow'd persons of the earth,
  1193. p. 88, line 14Without shame the man I like knows and avows the deliciousness of his sex,
  1194. p. 88, line 15Without shame the woman I like knows and avows hers.
  1195. p. 88, line 19I see that they are worthy of me, I will be the robust husband of those women.
  1196. p. 88, line 21They are tann'd in the face by shining suns and blowing winds,
  1197. p. 88, line 22Their flesh has the old divine suppleness and strength,
  1198. p. 89, line 5They refuse to awake at the touch of any man but me.
  1199. p. 89, line 9I pour the stuff to start sons and daughters fit for these States, I press with slow rude muscle,
  1200. p. 89, line 12Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself,
  1201. p. 89, line 14On you I graft the grafts of the best-beloved of me and America,
  1202. p. 89, line 15The drops I distil upon you shall grow fierce and athletic girls, new artists, musicians, and singers,
  1203. p. 89, line 16The babes I beget upon you are to beget babes in their turn,
  1204. 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,
  1205. p. 89, line 20I shall look for loving crops from the birth, life, death, immortality, I plant so lovingly now.
  1206. p. 89, line 22The loving day, the mounting sun, the friend I am happy with,
  1207. p. 89, line 23The arm of my friend hanging idly over my shoulder,
  1208. p. 89, line 24The hillside whiten'd with blossoms of the mountain ash,
  1209. p. 89, line 25The same late in autumn, the hues of red, yellow, drab, purple, and light and dark green,
  1210. p. 89, line 26The rich coverlet of the grass, animals and birds, the private untrimm'd bank, the primitive apples, the pebble-stones,
  1211. 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,
  1212. p. 89, line 28The real poems, (what we call poems being merely pictures,)
  1213. p. 89, line 29The poems of the privacy of the night, and of men like me,
  1214. p. 90, line 3Love-thoughts, love-juice, love-odor, love-yielding, love-climbers, and the climbing sap,
  1215. 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,
  1216. p. 90, line 7Soft forenoon airs that blow from the south-west,
  1217. 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;
  1218. p. 90, line 9The wet of woods through the early hours,
  1219. 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,
  1220. p. 90, line 11The smell of apples, aromas from crush'd sage-plant, mint, birchbark,
  1221. p. 90, line 12The boy's longings, the glow and pressure as he confides to me what he was dreaming,
  1222. p. 90, line 13The dead leaf whirling its spiral whirl and falling still and content to the ground,
  1223. p. 90, line 14The no-form'd stings that sights, people, objects, sting me with,
  1224. p. 90, line 15The hubb'd sting of myself, stinging me as much as it ever can any one,
  1225. p. 90, line 16The sensitive, orbic, underlapp'd brothers, that only privileged feelers may be intimate where they are,
  1226. 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,
  1227. p. 90, line 18The limpid liquid within the young man,
  1228. p. 90, line 19The vex'd corrosion so pensive and so painful,
  1229. p. 90, line 20The torment, the irritable tide that will not be at rest,
  1230. p. 90, line 21The like of the same I feel, the like of the same in others,
  1231. p. 90, line 22The young man that flushes and flushes, and the young woman that flushes and flushes,
  1232. p. 90, line 23The young man that wakes deep at night, the hot hand seeking to repress what would master him,
  1233. p. 90, line 24The mystic amorous night, the strange half-welcome pangs, visions, sweats,
  1234. p. 90, line 25The pulse pounding through palms and trembling encircling fingers, the young man all color'd, red, ashamed, angry;
  1235. p. 91, line 1The souse upon me of my lover the sea, as I lie willing and naked,
  1236. 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,
  1237. p. 91, line 3The walnut-trunk, the walnut-husks, and the ripening or ripen'd long-round walnuts,
  1238. p. 91, line 4The continence of vegetables, birds, animals,
  1239. 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,
  1240. p. 91, line 6The great chastity of paternity, to match the great chastity of maternity,
  1241. p. 91, line 7The oath of procreation I have sworn, my Adamic and fresh daughters,
  1242. p. 91, line 8The greed that eats me day and night with hungry gnaw, till I saturate what shall produce boys to fill my place when I am through,
  1243. p. 91, line 9The wholesome relief, repose, content,
  1244. p. 91, line 15O to drink the mystic deliria deeper than any other man!
  1245. p. 91, line 18O to be yielded to you whoever you are, and you to be yielded to me in defiance of the world!
  1246. p. 91, line 20O to draw you to me, to plant on you for the first time the lips of a determin'd man.
  1247. p. 91, line 21O the puzzle, the thrice-tied knot, the deep and dark pool, all untied and illumin'd!
  1248. p. 91, line 24To find a new unthought-of nonchalance with the best of Nature!
  1249. p. 92, line 1To have the gag remov'd from one's mouth!
  1250. p. 92, line 2To have the feeling to-day or any day I am sufficient as I am.
  1251. p. 92, line 7To ascend, to leap to the heavens of the love indicated to me!
  1252. p. 92, line 10To feed the remainder of life with one hour of fulness and freedom!
  1253. p. 92, line 12OUT of the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently to me,
  1254. p. 92, line 18Return in peace to the ocean my love,
  1255. p. 92, line 20Behold the great rondure, the cohesion of all, how perfect!
  1256. p. 92, line 21But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate us,
  1257. p. 92, line 23Be not impatient—a little space—know you I salute the air, the ocean and the land,
  1258. p. 92, line 27Lusty, phallic, with the potent original loins, perfectly sweet,
  1259. p. 92, line 29Through the new garden the West, the great cities calling,
  1260. p. 93, line 5We are bedded in the ground, we are rocks,
  1261. p. 93, line 6We are oaks, we grow in the openings side by side,
  1262. p. 93, line 7We browse, we are two among the wild herds spontaneous as any,
  1263. p. 93, line 8We are two fishes swimming in the sea together,
  1264. p. 93, line 10We are also the coarse smut of beasts, vegetables, minerals,
  1265. p. 93, line 13We prowl fang'd and four-footed in the woods, we spring on prey,
  1266. p. 93, line 16We are what the atmosphere is, transparent, receptive, pervious, impervious,
  1267. p. 93, line 17We are snow, rain, cold, darkness, we are each product and influence of the globe,
  1268. p. 93, line 23Is it because if you continued beyond the swift moment you would soon certainly kill me?
  1269. p. 93, line 25Does the earth gravitate? does not all matter, aching, attract all matter?
  1270. p. 93, line 26So the body of me to all I meet or know.
  1271. p. 94, line 3Give me the drench of my passions, give me life coarse and rank,
  1272. p. 94, line 5I am for those who believe in loose delights, I share the midnight orgies of young men,
  1273. p. 94, line 6I dance with the dancers and drink with the drinkers,
  1274. p. 94, line 7The echoes ring with our indecent calls, I pick out some low person for my dearest friend,
  1275. p. 94, line 12I will be more to you than to any of the rest.
  1276. p. 94, line 18Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go,
  1277. p. 94, line 20I HEARD you solemn-sweet pipes of the organ as last Sunday morn I pass'd the church,
  1278. 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,
  1279. p. 94, line 22I heard the perfect Italian tenor singing at the opera, I heard the soprano in the midst of the quartet singing;
  1280. p. 94, line 23Heart of my love! you too I heard murmuring low through one of the wrists around my head,
  1281. p. 94, line 24Heard the pulse of you when all was still ringing little bells last night under my ear.
  1282. p. 95, line 3I, a child, very old, over waves, towards the house of maternity, the land of migrations, look afar,
  1283. p. 95, line 4Look off the shores of my Western sea, the circle almost circled;
  1284. p. 95, line 5For starting westward from Hindustan, from the vales of Kashmere,
  1285. p. 95, line 6From Asia, from the north, from the God, the sage, and the hero,
  1286. p. 95, line 7From the south, from the flowery peninsulas and the spice islands,
  1287. p. 95, line 8Long having wander'd since, round the earth having wander'd,
  1288. p. 95, line 12AS Adam early in the morning,
  1289. p. 95, line 13Walking forth from the bower refresh'd with sleep,
  1290. p. 95, line 15Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass,
  1291. p. 95, line 18In the growth by margins of pond-waters,
  1292. p. 95, line 19Escaped from the life that exhibits itself,
  1293. p. 95, line 20From all the standards hitherto publish'd, from the pleasures, profits, conformities,
  1294. p. 95, line 23That the soul of the man I speak for rejoices in comrades,
  1295. p. 95, line 24Here by myself away from the clank of the world,
  1296. p. 96, line 2Strong upon me the life that does not exhibit itself, yet contains all the rest,
  1297. p. 96, line 8To tell the secret of my nights and days,
  1298. p. 96, line 9To celebrate the need of comrades.
  1299. p. 96, line 13Perennial roots, tall leaves, O the winter shall not freeze you delicate leaves,
  1300. 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,
  1301. p. 96, line 22For how calm, how solemn it grows to ascend to the atmosphere of lovers,
  1302. p. 96, line 24(I am not sure but the high soul of lovers welcomes death most,)
  1303. p. 96, line 25Indeed O death, I think now these leaves mean precisely the same as you mean,
  1304. p. 96, line 27Spring away from the conceal'd heart there!
  1305. p. 97, line 6I will raise with it immortal reverberations through the States,
  1306. p. 97, line 7I will give an example to lovers to take permanent shape and will through the States,
  1307. p. 97, line 8Through me shall the words be said to make death exhilarating,
  1308. p. 97, line 12For now it is convey'd to me that you are the purports essential,
  1309. p. 97, line 14That you beyond them come forth to remain, the real reality,
  1310. p. 97, line 15That behind the mask of materials you patiently wait, no matter how long,
  1311. p. 97, line 26The way is suspicious, the result uncertain, perhaps destructive,
  1312. p. 97, line 29The whole past theory of your life and all conformity to the lives around you would have to be abandon'd,
  1313. p. 98, line 4Or back of a rock in the open air,
  1314. p. 98, line 8Or possibly with you sailing at sea, or on the beach of the sea or some quiet island,
  1315. p. 98, line 10With the comrade's long-dwelling kiss or the new husband's kiss,
  1316. p. 98, line 11For I am the new husband and I am the comrade.
  1317. p. 98, line 13Where I may feel the throbs of your heart or rest upon your hip,
  1318. p. 98, line 25Nor will the candidates for my love (unless at most a very few) prove victorious,
  1319. p. 99, line 1COME, I will make the continent indissoluble,
  1320. p. 99, line 2I will make the most splendid race the sun ever shone upon,
  1321. p. 99, line 4With the love of comrades,
  1322. p. 99, line 5With the life-long love of comrades.
  1323. 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,
  1324. p. 99, line 8By the love of comrades,
  1325. p. 99, line 9By the manly love of comrades.
  1326. p. 99, line 14And who but I should be the poet of comrades?)
  1327. p. 99, line 15Collecting I traverse the garden the world, but soon I pass the gates,
  1328. p. 99, line 16Now along the pond-side, now wading in a little, fearing not the wet,
  1329. p. 99, line 17Now by the post-and-rail fences where the old stones thrown there, pick'd from the fields, have accumulated,
  1330. p. 99, line 18(Wild-flowers and vines and weeds come up through the stones and partly cover them, beyond these I pass,)
  1331. p. 99, line 19Far, far in the forest, or sauntering later in summer, before I think where I go,
  1332. p. 99, line 20Solitary, smelling the earthy smell, stopping now and then in the silence,
  1333. p. 99, line 23They the spirits of dear friends dead or alive, thicker they come, a great crowd, and I in the middle,
  1334. p. 100, line 3And here what I now draw from the water, wading in the pond-side,
  1335. p. 100, line 5And this, O this shall henceforth be the token of comrades, this calamus-root shall,
  1336. p. 100, line 8And stems of currants and plum-blows, and the aromatic cedar,
  1337. p. 100, line 12But what I drew from the water by the pond-side, that I reserve,
  1338. p. 100, line 19Not in the subtle nourishment of the air,
  1339. p. 100, line 21Not in the curious systole and diastole within which will one day cease,
  1340. p. 100, line 22Not in many a hungry wish told to the skies only,
  1341. p. 100, line 23Not in cries, laughter, defiances, thrown from me when alone far in the wilds,
  1342. p. 100, line 26Not in the murmurs of my dreams while I sleep,
  1343. p. 100, line 27Nor the other murmurs of these incredible dreams of every day,
  1344. p. 100, line 28Nor in the limbs and senses of my body that take you and dismiss you continually—not there,
  1345. p. 101, line 1OF the terrible doubt of appearances,
  1346. p. 101, line 2Of the uncertainty after all, that we may be deluded,
  1347. p. 101, line 4That may-be identity beyond the grave is a beautiful fable only,
  1348. p. 101, line 5May-be the things I perceive, the animals, plants, men, hills, shining and flowing waters,
  1349. 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,
  1350. p. 101, line 10To me these and the like of these are curiously answer'd by my lovers, my dear friends,
  1351. p. 101, line 11When he whom I love travels with me or sits a long while holding me by the hand,
  1352. p. 101, line 12When the subtle air, the impalpable, the sense that words and reason hold not, surround us and pervade us,
  1353. p. 101, line 14I cannot answer the question of appearances or that of identity beyond the grave,
  1354. p. 101, line 20(So to the students the old professor,
  1355. p. 101, line 21At the close of his crowded course.)
  1356. p. 101, line 22Having studied the new and antique, the Greek and Germanic systems,
  1357. p. 102, line 1Stated the lore of Plato, and Socrates greater than Plato,
  1358. p. 102, line 4See the philosophies all, Christian churches and tenets see,
  1359. p. 102, line 5Yet underneath Socrates clearly see, and underneath Christ the divine I see,
  1360. p. 102, line 6The dear love of man for his comrade, the attraction of friend to friend,
  1361. p. 102, line 7Of the well-married husband and wife, of children and parents,
  1362. p. 102, line 11Publish my name and hang up my picture as that of the tenderest lover,
  1363. p. 102, line 12The friend the lover's portrait, of whom his friend his lover was fondest,
  1364. 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,
  1365. p. 102, line 16Who knew too well the sick, sick dread lest the one he lov'd might secretly be indifferent to him,
  1366. 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.
  1367. 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,
  1368. 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,
  1369. p. 103, line 2When I saw the full moon in the west grow pale and disappear in the morning light,
  1370. p. 103, line 3When I wander'd alone over the beach, and undressing bathed, laughing with the cool waters, and saw the sun rise,
  1371. p. 103, line 5O then each breath tasted sweeter, and all that day my food nourish'd me more, and the beautiful day pass'd well,
  1372. p. 103, line 6And the next came with equal joy, and with the next at evening came my friend,
  1373. p. 103, line 7And that night while all was still I heard the waters roll slowly continually up the shores,
  1374. p. 103, line 8I heard the hissing rustle of the liquid and sands as directed to me whispering to congratulate me,
  1375. p. 103, line 9For the one I love most lay sleeping by me under the same cover in the cool night,
  1376. p. 103, line 10In the stillness in the autumn moonbeams his face was inclined toward me,
  1377. p. 103, line 12ARE you the new person drawn toward me?
  1378. p. 103, line 16Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy'd satisfaction?
  1379. p. 103, line 22Scents brought to men and women from the wild woods and pond-side,
  1380. p. 104, line 2Gushes from the throats of birds hid in the foliage of trees as the sun is risen,
  1381. p. 104, line 3Breezes of land and love set from living shores to you on the living sea, to you O sailors!
  1382. p. 104, line 4Frost-mellow'd berries and Third-month twigs offer'd fresh to young persons wandering out in the fields when the winter breaks up,
  1383. p. 104, line 6Buds to be unfolded on the old terms,
  1384. p. 104, line 7If you bring the warmth of the sun to them they will open and bring form, color, perfume, to you,
  1385. p. 104, line 8If you become the aliment and the wet they will become flowers, fruits, tall branches and trees.
  1386. p. 104, line 11Not the air delicious and dry, the air of ripe summer, bears lightly along white down-balls of myriads of seeds,
  1387. p. 104, line 13Not these, O none of these more than the flames of me, consuming, burning for his love whom I love,
  1388. p. 104, line 15Does the tide hurry, seeking something, and never give up? O I the same,
  1389. p. 104, line 16O nor down-balls nor perfumes, nor the high rain-emitting clouds, are borne through the open air,
  1390. p. 104, line 17Any more than my soul is borne through the open air,
  1391. p. 105, line 7Not the pageants of you, not your shifting tableaus, your spectacles, repay me,
  1392. p. 105, line 8Not the interminable rows of your houses, nor the ships at the wharves,
  1393. p. 105, line 9Nor the processions in the streets, nor the bright windows with goods in them,
  1394. p. 105, line 10Nor to converse with learn'd persons, or bear my share in the soiree or feast;
  1395. p. 105, line 15This beard, the white wool unclipt upon my neck,
  1396. p. 105, line 16My brown hands and the silent manner of me without charm;
  1397. p. 105, line 17Yet comes one a Manhattanese and ever at parting kisses me lightly on the lips with robust love,
  1398. p. 105, line 18And I on the crossing of the street or on the ship's deck give a kiss in return,
  1399. p. 105, line 22All alone stood it and the moss hung down from the branches,
  1400. p. 106, line 6For all that, and though the live-oak glistens there in Louisiana solitary in a wide flat space,
  1401. 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,
  1402. p. 107, line 3(What indeed have I in common with them? or what with the destruction of them?)
  1403. p. 107, line 4Only I will establish in the Mannahatta and in every city of these States inland and seaboard,
  1404. p. 107, line 5And in the fields and woods, and above every keel little or large that dents the water,
  1405. p. 107, line 7The institution of the dear love of comrades.
  1406. p. 107, line 8THE prairie-grass dividing, its special odor breathing,
  1407. p. 107, line 9I demand of it the spiritual corresponding,
  1408. p. 107, line 10Demand the most copious and close companionship of men,
  1409. p. 107, line 11Demand the blades to rise of words, acts, beings,
  1410. p. 107, line 12Those of the open atmosphere, coarse, sunlit, fresh, nutritious,
  1411. p. 107, line 15Those that look carelessly in the faces of Presidents and governors, as to say Who are you?
  1412. p. 107, line 18WHEN I peruse the conquer'd fame of heroes and the victories of mighty generals, I do not envy the generals,
  1413. p. 107, line 19Nor the President in his Presidency, nor the rich in his great house,
  1414. p. 107, line 20But when I hear of the brotherhood of lovers, how it was with them,
  1415. p. 107, line 23Then I am pensive—I hastily walk away fill'd with the bitterest envy.
  1416. p. 108, line 2One the other never leaving,
  1417. p. 108, line 3Up and down the roads going, North and South excursions making,
  1418. p. 108, line 7Misers, menials, priests alarming, air breathing, water drinking, on the turf or the sea-beach dancing,
  1419. p. 108, line 11Or inland to the great pastoral Plains, and on to Puget sound and Oregon;
  1420. p. 108, line 13For I know very well that I and robust love belong among you, inland, and along the Western sea;
  1421. p. 108, line 14For these States tend inland and toward the Western sea, and I will also.
  1422. p. 108, line 15HERE the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting,
  1423. p. 108, line 22Nor literary success nor intellect, nor book for the book-shelf,
  1424. p. 108, line 23But a few carols vibrating through the air I leave,
  1425. 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,
  1426. 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,
  1427. p. 109, line 4A long while amid the noises of coming and going, of drinking and oath and smutty jest,
  1428. p. 109, line 8You on the Mississippi and on all the branches and bayous of the Mississippi!
  1429. p. 109, line 10You twain! and all processions moving along the streets!
  1430. 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,
  1431. p. 109, line 20I dream'd that was the new city of Friends,
  1432. p. 109, line 21Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love, it led the rest,
  1433. p. 109, line 22It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city,
  1434. p. 110, line 2The battle-ship, perfect-model'd, majestic, that I saw pass the offing to-day under full sail?
  1435. p. 110, line 3The splendors of the past day? or the splendor of the night that envelops me?
  1436. p. 110, line 4Or the vaunted glory and growth of the great city spread around me?—no;
  1437. 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,
  1438. p. 110, line 6The one to remain hung on the other's neck and passionately kiss'd him,
  1439. p. 110, line 7While the one to depart tightly prest the one to remain in his arms.
  1440. p. 110, line 8TO the East and to the West,
  1441. p. 110, line 9To the man of the Seaside State and of Pennsylvania,
  1442. p. 110, line 10To the Kanadian of the north, to the Southerner I love,
  1443. p. 110, line 11These with perfect trust to depict you as myself, the germs are in all men,
  1444. p. 110, line 12I believe the main purport of these States is to found a superb friendship, exaltè, previously unknown,
  1445. p. 110, line 15But now I think there is no unreturn'd love, the pay is certain one way or another,
  1446. p. 111, line 2O bride! O wife! more resistless than I can tell, the thought of you!
  1447. p. 111, line 4Ethereal, the last athletic reality, my consolation,
  1448. p. 111, line 5I ascend, I float in the regions of your love O man,
  1449. p. 111, line 7AMONG the men and women the multitude,
  1450. p. 111, line 13And I when I meet you mean to discover you by the like in you.
  1451. p. 111, line 15As I walk by your side or sit near, or remain in the same room with you,
  1452. p. 111, line 16Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing within me.
  1453. p. 111, line 23I, forty years old the eighty-third year of the States,
  1454. p. 112, line 9Such join'd unended links, each hook'd to the next,
  1455. p. 112, line 10Each answering all, each sharing the earth with all.
  1456. p. 112, line 14Who are the infants, some playing, some slumbering?
  1457. p. 112, line 15Who are the girls? who are the married women?
  1458. p. 112, line 16Who are the groups of old men going slowly with their arms about each other's necks?
  1459. p. 112, line 18What are the mountains call'd that rise so high in the mists?
  1460. p. 112, line 21Asia, Africa, Europe, are to the east—America is provided for in the west,
  1461. p. 112, line 22Banding the bulge of the earth winds the hot equator,
  1462. p. 112, line 23Curiously north and south turn the axis-ends,
  1463. p. 112, line 24Within me is the longest day, the sun wheels in slanting rings, it does not set for months,
  1464. p. 112, line 25Stretch'd in due time within me the midnight sun just rises above the horizon and sinks again,
  1465. p. 112, line 27Malaysia, Polynesia, and the great West Indian islands.
  1466. p. 113, line 2I hear the workman singing and the farmer's wife singing,
  1467. p. 113, line 3I hear in the distance the sounds of children and of animals early in the day,
  1468. p. 113, line 4I hear emulous shouts of Australians pursuing the wild horse,
  1469. p. 113, line 5I hear the Spanish dance with castanets in the chestnut shade, to the rebeck and guitar,
  1470. p. 113, line 6I hear continual echoes from the Thames,
  1471. p. 113, line 8I hear of the Italian boat-sculler the musical recitative of old poems,
  1472. p. 113, line 9I hear the locusts in Syria as they strike the grain and grass with the showers of their terrible clouds,
  1473. p. 113, line 10I hear the Coptic refrain toward sundown, pensively falling on the breast of the black venerable vast mother the Nile,
  1474. p. 113, line 11I hear the chirp of the Mexican muleteer, and the bells of the mule,
  1475. p. 113, line 12I hear the Arab muezzin calling from the top of the mosque,
  1476. p. 113, line 13I hear the Christian priests at the altars of their churches, I hear the responsive base and soprano,
  1477. p. 113, line 14I hear the cry of the Cossack, and the sailor's voice putting to sea at Okotsk,
  1478. 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,
  1479. p. 113, line 16I hear the Hebrew reading his records and psalms,
  1480. p. 113, line 17I hear the rhythmic myths of the Greeks, and the strong legends of the Romans,
  1481. p. 113, line 18I hear the tale of the divine life and bloody death of the beautiful God the Christ,
  1482. p. 113, line 19I hear the Hindoo teaching his favorite pupil the loves, wars, adages, transmitted safely to this day from poets who wrote three thousand years ago.
  1483. p. 113, line 23I see diminute farms, hamlets, ruins, graveyards, jails, factories, palaces, hovels, huts of barbarians, tents of nomads upon the surface,
  1484. p. 114, line 1I see the shaded part on one side where the sleepers are sleeping, and the sunlit part on the other side,
  1485. p. 114, line 2I see the curious rapid change of the light and shade,
  1486. p. 114, line 3I see distant lands, as real and near to the inhabitants of them as my land is to me.
  1487. p. 114, line 5I see mountain peaks, I see the sierras of Andes where they range,
  1488. p. 114, line 6I see plainly the Himalayas, Chian Shahs, Altays, Ghauts,
  1489. p. 114, line 7I see the giant pinnacles of Elbruz, Kazbek, Bazardjusi,
  1490. p. 114, line 8I see the Styrian Alps, and the Karnac Alps,
  1491. p. 114, line 9I see the Pyrenees, Balks, Carpathians, and to the north the Dofrafields, and off at sea mount Hecla,
  1492. p. 114, line 10I see Vesuvius and Etna, the mountains of the Moon, and the Red mountains of Madagascar,
  1493. p. 114, line 11I see the Lybian, Arabian, and Asiatic deserts,
  1494. 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,
  1495. p. 114, line 14The waters of Hindustan, the China sea, and the gulf of Guinea,
  1496. p. 114, line 15The Japan waters, the beautiful bay of Nagasaki land-lock'd in its mountains,
  1497. p. 114, line 16The spread of the Baltic, Caspian, Bothnia, the British shores, and the bay of Biscay,
  1498. p. 114, line 17The clear-sunn'd Mediterranean, and from one to another of its islands,
  1499. p. 114, line 18The White sea, and the sea around Greenland.
  1500. p. 114, line 19I behold the mariners of the world,
  1501. p. 114, line 20Some are in storms, some in the night with the watch on the lookout,
  1502. p. 114, line 22I behold the sail and steamships of the world, some in clusters in port, some on their voyages,
  1503. p. 114, line 23Some double the cape of Storms, some cape Verde, others capes Guardafui, Bon, or Bajadore,
  1504. p. 114, line 24Others Dondra head, others pass the straits of Sunda, others cape Lopatka, others Behring's straits,
  1505. 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,
  1506. 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,
  1507. p. 115, line 1Others traverse the Zuyder Zee or the Scheld,
  1508. p. 115, line 2Others as comers and goers at Gibraltar or the Dardanelles,
  1509. p. 115, line 3Others sternly push their way through the northern winter-packs,
  1510. p. 115, line 4Others descend or ascend the Obi or the Lena,
  1511. p. 115, line 5Others the Niger or the Congo, others the Indus, the Burampooter and Cambodia,
  1512. p. 115, line 6Others wait steam'd up ready to start in the ports of Australia,
  1513. p. 115, line 7Wait at Liverpool, Glasgow, Dublin, Marseilles, Lisbon, Naples, Hamburg, Bremen, Bordeaux, the Hague, Copenhagen,
  1514. p. 115, line 9I see the tracks of the railroads of the earth,
  1515. p. 115, line 12I see the electric telegraphs of the earth,
  1516. p. 115, line 13I see the filaments of the news of the wars, deaths, losses, gains, passions, of my race.
  1517. p. 115, line 14I see the long river-stripes of the earth,
  1518. p. 115, line 15I see the Amazon and the Paraguay,
  1519. p. 115, line 16I see the four great rivers of China, the Amour, the Yellow River, the Yiang-tse, and the Pearl,
  1520. p. 115, line 17I see where the Seine flows, and where the Danube, the Loire, the Rhone, and the Guadalquiver flow,
  1521. p. 115, line 18I see the windings of the Volga, the Dnieper, the Oder,
  1522. p. 115, line 19I see the Tuscan going down the Arno, and the Venetian along the Po,
  1523. p. 115, line 20I see the Greek seaman sailing out of Egina bay.
  1524. p. 115, line 21I see the site of the old empire of Assyria, and that of Persia, and that of India,
  1525. p. 115, line 22I see the falling of the Ganges over the high rim of Saukara.
  1526. p. 115, line 23I see the place of the idea of the Deity incarnated by avatars in human forms,
  1527. p. 115, line 24I see the spots of the successions of priests on the earth, oracles, sacrificers, brahmins, sabians, llamas, monks, muftis, exhorters,
  1528. p. 115, line 25I see where druids walk'd the groves of Mona, I see the mistletoe and vervain,
  1529. p. 115, line 26I see the temples of the deaths of the bodies of Gods, I see the old signifiers.
  1530. p. 116, line 1I see Christ eating the bread of his last supper in the midst of youths and old persons,
  1531. p. 116, line 2I see where the strong divine young man the Hercules toil'd faithfully and long and then died,
  1532. 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,
  1533. p. 116, line 4I see Kneph, blooming, drest in blue, with the crown of feathers on his head,
  1534. p. 116, line 5I see Hermes, unsuspected, dying, well-belov'd, saying to the people Do not weep for me,
  1535. p. 116, line 7I return to the celestial sphere where every one goes in his turn.
  1536. p. 116, line 8I see the battle-fields of the earth, grass grows upon them and blossoms and corn,
  1537. p. 116, line 9I see the tracks of ancient and modern expeditions.
  1538. p. 116, line 10I see the nameless masonries, venerable messages of the unknown events, heroes, records of the earth.
  1539. p. 116, line 11I see the places of the sagas,
  1540. p. 116, line 14I see the burial-cairns of Scandinavian warriors,
  1541. 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.
  1542. p. 116, line 16I see the steppes of Asia,
  1543. p. 116, line 17I see the tumuli of Mongolia, I see the tents of Kalmucks and Baskirs,
  1544. p. 116, line 18I see the nomadic tribes with herds of oxen and cows,
  1545. p. 116, line 19I see the table-lands notch'd with ravines, I see the jungles and deserts,
  1546. p. 116, line 20I see the camel, the wild steed, the bustard, the fat-tail'd sheep, the antelope, and the burrowing wolf.
  1547. p. 116, line 21I see the highlands of Abyssinia,
  1548. p. 116, line 22I see flocks of goats feeding, and see the fig-tree, tamarind, date,
  1549. p. 117, line 1I see the Brazilian vaquero,
  1550. p. 117, line 2I see the Bolivian ascending mount Sorata,
  1551. p. 117, line 3I see the Wacho crossing the plains, I see the incomparable rider of horses with his lasso on his arm,
  1552. p. 117, line 4I see over the pampas the pursuit of wild cattle for their hides.
  1553. p. 117, line 5I see the regions of snow and ice,
  1554. p. 117, line 6I see the sharp-eyed Samoiede and the Finn,
  1555. p. 117, line 7I see the seal-seeker in his boat poising his lance,
  1556. p. 117, line 8I see the Siberian on his slight-built sledge drawn by dogs,
  1557. p. 117, line 9I see the porpoise-hunters, I see the whale-crews of the south Pacific and the north Atlantic,
  1558. p. 117, line 10I see the cliffs, glaciers, torrents, valleys, of Switzerland—I mark the long winters and the isolation.
  1559. p. 117, line 11I see the cities of the earth and make myself at random a part of them,
  1560. p. 117, line 20I see the savage types, the bow and arrow, the poison'd splint, the fetich, and the obi.
  1561. p. 117, line 23I see the swarms of Pekin, Canton, Benares, Delhi, Calcutta, Tokio,
  1562. p. 117, line 24I see the Kruman in his hut, and the Dahoman and Ashantee-man in their huts,
  1563. p. 117, line 25I see the Turk smoking opium in Aleppo,
  1564. p. 117, line 26I see the picturesque crowds at the fairs of Khiva and those of Herat,
  1565. p. 117, line 27I see Teheran, I see Muscat and Medina and the intervening sands, I see the caravans toiling onward,
  1566. p. 118, line 1I see Egypt and the Egyptians, I see the pyramids and obelisks,
  1567. p. 118, line 4I look on the fall'n Theban, the large-ball'd eyes, the side-drooping neck, the hands folded across the breast.
  1568. p. 118, line 5I see all the menials of the earth, laboring,
  1569. p. 118, line 6I see all the prisoners in the prisons,
  1570. p. 118, line 7I see the defective human bodies of the earth,
  1571. p. 118, line 8The blind, the deaf and dumb, idiots, hunchbacks, lunatics,
  1572. p. 118, line 9The pirates, thieves, betrayers, murderers, slave-makers of the earth,
  1573. p. 118, line 10The helpless infants, and the helpless old men and women.
  1574. p. 118, line 12I see the serene brotherhood of philosophs,
  1575. p. 118, line 13I see the constructiveness of my race,
  1576. p. 118, line 14I see the results of the perseverance and industry of my race,
  1577. p. 118, line 16And I salute all the inhabitants of the earth.
  1578. p. 118, line 19You of the mighty Slavic tribes and empires! you Russ in Russia!
  1579. p. 118, line 24You Belge! you liberty-lover of the Netherlands! (you stock whence I myself have descended;)
  1580. p. 118, line 26You neighbor of the Danube!
  1581. p. 118, line 27You working-man of the Rhine, the Elbe, or the Weser! you working-woman too!
  1582. p. 118, line 30You lithe matador in the arena at Seville!
  1583. p. 118, line 31You mountaineer living lawlessly on the Taurus or Caucasus!
  1584. p. 119, line 2You beautiful-bodied Persian at full speed in the saddle shooting arrows to the mark!
  1585. p. 119, line 4You women of the earth subordinated at your tasks!
  1586. p. 119, line 7You thoughtful Armenian pondering by some stream of the Euphrates! you peering amid the ruins of Nineveh! you ascending mount Ararat!
  1587. p. 119, line 8You foot-worn pilgrim welcoming the far-away sparkle of the minarets of Mecca!
  1588. p. 119, line 9You sheiks along the stretch from Suez to Bab-el-mandeb ruling your families and tribes!
  1589. p. 119, line 11You Thibet trader on the wide inland or bargaining in the shops of Lassa!
  1590. p. 119, line 14All you on the numberless islands of the archipelagoes of the sea!
  1591. p. 119, line 16And you each and everywhere whom I specify not, but include just the same!
  1592. p. 119, line 19Each of us limitless—each of us with his or her right upon the earth,
  1593. p. 119, line 20Each of us allow'd the eternal purports of the earth,
  1594. p. 119, line 24You human forms with the fathomless ever-impressive countenances of brutes!
  1595. p. 119, line 25You poor koboo whom the meanest of the rest look down upon for all your glimmering language and spirituality!
  1596. p. 120, line 8My spirit has pass'd in compassion and determination around the whole earth,
  1597. p. 120, line 14I have run through what any river or strait of the globe has run through,
  1598. p. 120, line 15I have taken my stand on the bases of peninsulas and on the high embedded rocks, to cry thence:
  1599. p. 120, line 17What cities the light or warmth penetrates I penetrate those cities myself,
  1600. p. 120, line 20I raise high the perpendicular hand, I make the signal,
  1601. p. 120, line 22For all the haunts and homes of men.
  1602. p. 120, line 23AFOOT and light-hearted I take to the open road,
  1603. p. 120, line 24Healthy, free, the world before me,
  1604. p. 120, line 25The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
  1605. p. 121, line 4Strong and content I travel the open road.
  1606. p. 121, line 5The earth, that is sufficient,
  1607. p. 121, line 6I do not want the constellations any nearer,
  1608. p. 121, line 15Here the profound lesson of reception, nor preference nor denial,
  1609. p. 121, line 16The black with his woolly head, the felon, the diseas'd, the illiterate person, are not denied;
  1610. p. 121, line 17The birth, the hasting after the physician, the beggar's tramp, the drunkard's stagger, the laughing party of mechanics,
  1611. p. 121, line 18The escaped youth, the rich person's carriage, the fop, the eloping couple,
  1612. p. 121, line 19The early market-man, the hearse, the moving of furniture into the town, the return back from the town,
  1613. p. 121, line 25You paths worn in the irregular hollows by the roadsides!
  1614. p. 121, line 27You flagg'd walks of the cities! you strong curbs at the edges!
  1615. p. 122, line 6From all that has touch'd you I believe you have imparted to yourselves, and now would impart the same secretly to me,
  1616. p. 122, line 7From the living and the dead you have peopled your impassive surfaces, and the spirits thereof would be evident and amicable with me.
  1617. p. 122, line 8The earth expanding right hand and left hand,
  1618. p. 122, line 9The picture alive, every part in its best light,
  1619. p. 122, line 10The music falling in where it is wanted, and stopping where it is not wanted,
  1620. p. 122, line 11The cheerful voice of the public road, the gay fresh sentiment of the road.
  1621. p. 122, line 18I think heroic deeds were all conceiv'd in the open air, and all free poems also,
  1622. p. 122, line 20I think whatever I shall meet on the road I shall like, and whoever beholds me shall like me,
  1623. p. 122, line 26Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.
  1624. p. 123, line 2The east and the west are mine, and the north and the south are mine.
  1625. p. 123, line 6I can repeat over to men and women You have done such good to me I would do the same to you,
  1626. p. 123, line 14Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons,
  1627. p. 123, line 15It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.
  1628. p. 123, line 17(Such a deed seizes upon the hearts of the whole race of men,
  1629. p. 123, line 19Here is the test of wisdom,
  1630. p. 123, line 22Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof,
  1631. p. 123, line 24Is the certainty of the reality and immortality of things, and the excellence of things;
  1632. p. 123, line 25Something there is in the float of the sight of things that provokes it out of the soul.
  1633. p. 123, line 27They may prove well in lecture-rooms, yet not prove at all under the spacious clouds and along the landscape and flowing currents.
  1634. p. 124, line 3The past, the future, majesty, love—if they are vacant of you, you are vacant of them.
  1635. p. 124, line 4Only the kernel of every object nourishes;
  1636. p. 124, line 5Where is he who tears off the husks for you and me?
  1637. p. 124, line 9Do you know the talk of those turning eye-balls?
  1638. p. 124, line 10Here is the efflux of the soul,
  1639. p. 124, line 11The efflux of the soul comes from within through embower'd gates, ever provoking questions,
  1640. p. 124, line 12These yearnings why are they? these thoughts in the darkness why are they?
  1641. p. 124, line 13Why are there men and women that while they are nigh me the sunlight expands my blood?
  1642. p. 124, line 18What with some driver as I ride on the seat by his side?
  1643. p. 124, line 19What with some fisherman drawing his seine by the shore as I walk by and pause?
  1644. p. 124, line 21The efflux of the soul is happiness, here is happiness,
  1645. p. 124, line 22I think it pervades the open air, waiting at all times,
  1646. p. 124, line 24Here rises the fluid and attaching character,
  1647. p. 124, line 25The fluid and attaching character is the freshness and sweetness of man and woman,
  1648. 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.)
  1649. p. 125, line 1Toward the fluid and attaching character exudes the sweat of the love of young and old,
  1650. p. 125, line 2From it falls distill'd the charm that mocks beauty and attainments,
  1651. p. 125, line 3Toward it heaves the shuddering longing ache of contact.
  1652. p. 125, line 6The earth never tires,
  1653. p. 125, line 7The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first, Nature is rude and incomprehensible at first,
  1654. p. 125, line 13However welcome the hospitality that surrounds us we are permitted to receive it but a little while.
  1655. p. 125, line 14Allons! the inducements shall be greater,
  1656. p. 125, line 16We will go where winds blow, waves dash, and the Yankee clipper speeds by under full sail.
  1657. p. 125, line 17Allons! with power, liberty, the earth, the elements,
  1658. p. 125, line 21The stale cadaver blocks up the passage—the burial waits no longer.
  1659. p. 125, line 23He traveling with me needs the best blood, thews, endurance,
  1660. p. 125, line 24None may come to the trial till he or she bring courage and health,
  1661. p. 125, line 25Come not here if you have already spent the best of yourself,
  1662. p. 126, line 4I do not offer the old smooth prizes, but offer rough new prizes,
  1663. p. 126, line 5These are the days that must happen to you:
  1664. p. 126, line 8You but arrive at the city to which you were destin'd, you hardly settle yourself to satisfaction before you are call'd by an irresistible call to depart,
  1665. p. 126, line 9You shall be treated to the ironical smiles and mockings of those who remain behind you,
  1666. p. 126, line 11You shall not allow the hold of those who spread their reach'd hands toward you.
  1667. p. 126, line 12Allons! after the great Companions, and to belong to them!
  1668. p. 126, line 13They too are on the road—they are the swift and majestic men—they are the greatest women,
  1669. p. 126, line 18Pausers and contemplators of tufts, blossoms, shells of the shore,
  1670. p. 126, line 21Journeyers over consecutive seasons, over the years, the curious years each emerging from that which preceded it,
  1671. p. 126, line 23Forth-steppers from the latent unrealized baby-days,
  1672. p. 126, line 27Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe,
  1673. p. 126, line 28Old age, flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death.
  1674. p. 127, line 3To merge all in the travel they tend to, and the days and nights they tend to,
  1675. p. 127, line 4Again to merge them in the start of superior journeys,
  1676. 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,
  1677. 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,
  1678. p. 127, line 11To take to your use out of the compact cities as you pass through,
  1679. 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,
  1680. p. 127, line 14To take your lovers on the road with you, for all that you leave them behind you,
  1681. p. 127, line 15To know the universe itself as a road, as many roads, as roads for traveling souls.
  1682. p. 127, line 16All parts away for the progress of souls,
  1683. 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.
  1684. 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.
  1685. p. 127, line 23But I know that they go toward the best—toward something great.
  1686. p. 128, line 2You must not stay sleeping and dallying there in the house, though you built it, or though it has been built for you.
  1687. p. 128, line 3Out of the dark confinement! out from behind the screen!
  1688. p. 128, line 5Behold through you as bad as the rest,
  1689. p. 128, line 6Through the laughter, dancing, dining, supping, of people,
  1690. p. 128, line 9No husband, no wife, no friend, trusted to hear the confession,
  1691. p. 128, line 11Formless and wordless through the streets of the cities, polite and bland in the parlors,
  1692. p. 128, line 12In the cars of railroads, in steamboats, in the public assembly,
  1693. p. 128, line 13Home to the houses of men and women, at the table, in the bedroom, everywhere,
  1694. p. 128, line 14Smartly attired, countenance smiling, form upright, death under the breast-bones, hell under the skull-bones,
  1695. p. 128, line 15Under the broadcloth and gloves, under the ribbons and artificial flowers,
  1696. p. 128, line 16Keeping fair with the customs, speaking not a syllable of itself,
  1697. p. 128, line 19The goal that was named cannot be countermanded.
  1698. p. 128, line 20Have the past struggles succeeded?
  1699. 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.
  1700. p. 128, line 23My call is the call of battle, I nourish active rebellion,
  1701. p. 128, line 26Allons! the road is before us!
  1702. p. 129, line 1Let the paper remain on the desk unwritten, and the book on the shelf unopen'd!
  1703. p. 129, line 2Let the tools remain in the workshop! let the money remain unearn'd!
  1704. p. 129, line 3Let the school stand! mind not the cry of the teacher!
  1705. p. 129, line 4Let the preacher preach in his pulpit! let the lawyer plead in the court, and the judge expound the law.
  1706. p. 129, line 11Clouds of the west—sun there half an hour high—I see you also face to face.
  1707. p. 129, line 12Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes, how curious you are to me!
  1708. p. 129, line 13On the ferry-boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross, returning home, are more curious to me than you suppose,
  1709. p. 129, line 15The impalpable sustenance of me from all things at all hours of the day,
  1710. p. 129, line 16The simple, compact, well-join'd scheme, myself disintegrated, every one disintegrated yet part of the scheme,
  1711. p. 129, line 17The similitudes of the past and those of the future,
  1712. p. 129, line 18The glories strung like beads on my smallest sights and hearings, on the walk in the street and the passage over the river,
  1713. p. 129, line 19The current rushing so swiftly and swimming with me far away,
  1714. p. 129, line 20The others that are to follow me, the ties between me and them,
  1715. p. 129, line 21The certainty of others, the life, love, sight, hearing of others.
  1716. p. 129, line 22Others will enter the gates of the ferry and cross from shore to shore,
  1717. p. 130, line 1Others will watch the run of the flood-tide,
  1718. p. 130, line 2Others will see the shipping of Manhattan north and west, and the heights of Brooklyn to the south and east,
  1719. p. 130, line 3Others will see the islands large and small;
  1720. p. 130, line 4Fifty years hence, others will see them as they cross, the sun half an hour high,
  1721. p. 130, line 6Will enjoy the sunset, the pouring-in of the flood-tide, the falling-back to the sea of the ebb-tide.
  1722. p. 130, line 9Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky, so I felt,
  1723. p. 130, line 11Just as you are refresh'd by the gladness of the river and the bright flow, I was refresh'd,
  1724. p. 130, line 12Just as you stand and lean on the rail, yet hurry with the swift current, I stood yet was hurried,
  1725. p. 130, line 13Just as you look on the numberless masts of ships and the thick-stemm'd pipes of steamboats, I look'd.
  1726. p. 130, line 14I too many and many a time cross'd the river of old,
  1727. p. 130, line 15Watched the Twelfth-month sea-gulls, saw them high in the air floating with motionless wings, oscillating their bodies,
  1728. p. 130, line 16Saw how the glistening yellow lit up parts of their bodies and left the rest in strong shadow,
  1729. p. 130, line 17Saw the slow-wheeling circles and the gradual edging toward the south,
  1730. p. 130, line 18Saw the reflection of the summer sky in the water,
  1731. p. 130, line 19Had my eyes dazzled by the shimmering track of beams,
  1732. p. 130, line 20Look'd at the fine centrifugal spokes of light round the shape of my head in the sunlit water,
  1733. p. 130, line 21Look'd on the haze on the hills southward and south-westward,
  1734. p. 130, line 22Look'd on the vapor as it flew in fleeces tinged with violet,
  1735. p. 130, line 23Look'd toward the lower bay to notice the vessels arriving,
  1736. p. 130, line 25Saw the white sails of schooners and sloops, saw the ships at anchor,
  1737. p. 130, line 26The sailors at work in the rigging or out astride the spars,
  1738. p. 130, line 27The round masts, the swinging motion of the hulls, the slender serpentine pennants,
  1739. p. 130, line 28The large and small steamers in motion, the pilots in their pilot-houses,
  1740. p. 131, line 1The white wake left by the passage, the quick tremulous whirl of the wheels,
  1741. p. 131, line 2The flags of all nations, the falling of them at sunset,
  1742. p. 131, line 3The scallop-edged waves in the twilight, the ladled cups, the frolicsome crests and glistening,
  1743. p. 131, line 4The stretch afar growing dimmer and dimmer, the gray walls of the granite storehouses by the docks,
  1744. p. 131, line 5On the river the shadowy group, the big steam-tug closely flank'd on each side by the barges, the hay-boat, the belated lighter,
  1745. p. 131, line 6On the neighboring shore the fires from the foundry chimneys burning high and glaringly into the night,
  1746. 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.
  1747. p. 131, line 8These and all else were to me the same as they are to you,
  1748. p. 131, line 9I loved well those cities, loved well the stately and rapid river,
  1749. p. 131, line 10The men and women I saw were all near to me,
  1750. p. 131, line 11Others the same—others who look back on me because I look'd forward to them,
  1751. p. 131, line 12(The time will come, though I stop here to-day and to-night.)
  1752. p. 131, line 14What is the count of the scores or hundreds of years between us?
  1753. p. 131, line 17I too walk'd the streets of Manhattan island, and bathed in the waters around it,
  1754. p. 131, line 18I too felt the curious abrupt questionings stir within me,
  1755. p. 131, line 19In the day among crowds of people sometimes they came upon me,
  1756. p. 131, line 21I too had been struck from the float forever held in solution,
  1757. p. 131, line 24It is not upon you alone the dark patches fall,
  1758. p. 131, line 25The dark threw its patches down upon me also,
  1759. p. 132, line 1The best I had done seem'd to me blank and suspicious,
  1760. p. 132, line 5I too knitted the old knot of contrariety,
  1761. p. 132, line 9The wolf, the snake, the hog, not wanting in me,
  1762. p. 132, line 10The cheating look, the frivolous word, the adulterous wish, not wanting,
  1763. p. 132, line 12Was one with the rest, the days and haps of the rest,
  1764. p. 132, line 14Felt their arms on my neck as I stood, or the negligent leaning of their flesh against me as I sat,
  1765. p. 132, line 15Saw many I loved in the street or ferry-boat or public assembly, yet never told them a word,
  1766. p. 132, line 16Lived the same life with the rest, the same old laughing, gnawing, sleeping,
  1767. p. 132, line 17Play'd the part that still looks back on the actor or actress,
  1768. p. 132, line 18The same old role, the role that is what we make it, as great as we like,
  1769. p. 132, line 25Who knows, for all the distance, but I am as good as looking at you now, for all you cannot see me?
  1770. p. 132, line 28The sea-gulls oscillating their bodies, the hay-boat in the twilight, and the belated lighter?
  1771. p. 133, line 1What gods can exceed these that clasp me by the hand, and with voices I love call me promptly and loudly by my nighest name as I approach?
  1772. p. 133, line 2What is more subtle than this which ties me to the woman or man that looks in my face?
  1773. p. 133, line 6What the study could not teach—what the preaching could not accomplish is accomplish'd, is it not?
  1774. p. 133, line 7Flow on, river! flow with the flood-tide, and ebb with the ebb-tide!
  1775. p. 133, line 9Gorgeous clouds of the sunset! drench with your splendor me, or the men and women generations after me!
  1776. p. 133, line 14Gaze, loving and thirsting eyes, in the house or street or public assembly!
  1777. p. 133, line 16Live, old life! play the part that looks back on the actor or actress!
  1778. p. 133, line 17Play the old role, the role that is great or small according as one makes it!
  1779. p. 133, line 19Be firm, rail over the river, to support those who lean idly, yet haste with the hasting current;
  1780. p. 133, line 20Fly on, sea-birds! fly sideways, or wheel in large circles high in the air;
  1781. p. 133, line 21Receive the summer sky, you water, and faithfully hold it till all downcast eyes have time to take it from you!
  1782. p. 133, line 22Diverge, fine spokes of light, from the shape of my head, or any one's head, in the sunlit water!
  1783. p. 133, line 23Come on, ships from the lower bay! pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters!
  1784. 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!
  1785. p. 134, line 2You necessary film, continue to envelop the soul,
  1786. p. 134, line 13Great or small, you furnish your parts toward the soul.
  1787. p. 134, line 14NOW list to my morning's romanza, I tell the signs of the Answerer,
  1788. p. 134, line 15To the cities and farms I sing as they spread in the sunshine before me.
  1789. p. 134, line 17How shall the young man know the whether and when of his brother?
  1790. p. 134, line 18Tell him to send me the signs.
  1791. p. 134, line 19And I stand before the young man face to face, and take his right hand in my left hand and his left hand in my right hand,
  1792. p. 135, line 1Beautiful women, the haughtiest nations, laws, the landscape, people, animals,
  1793. p. 135, line 2The profound earth and its attributes and the unquiet ocean, (so tell I my morning's romanza,)
  1794. p. 135, line 4The best farms, others toiling and planting and he unavoidably reaps,
  1795. p. 135, line 5The noblest and costliest cities, others grading and building and he domiciles there,
  1796. p. 135, line 6Nothing for any one but what is for him, near and far are for him, the ships in the offing,
  1797. p. 135, line 7The perpetual shows and marches on land are for him if they are for anybody.
  1798. p. 135, line 10He places his own times, reminiscences, parents, brothers and sisters, associations, employment, politics, so that the rest never shame them afterward, nor assume to command them.
  1799. p. 135, line 11He is the Answerer,
  1800. p. 135, line 14(It is vain to skulk—do you hear that mocking and laughter? do you hear the ironical echoes?)
  1801. p. 135, line 16He indicates the satisfaction, and indicates them that beat up and down also.
  1802. p. 135, line 17Whichever the sex, whatever the season or place, he may go freshly and gently and safely by day or by night,
  1803. p. 135, line 18He has the pass-key of hearts, to him the response of the prying of hands on the knobs.
  1804. p. 135, line 19His welcome is universal, the flow of beauty is not more welcome or universal than he is,
  1805. p. 135, line 20The person he favors by day or sleeps with at night is blessed.
  1806. p. 136, line 2One part does not counteract another part, he is the joiner, he sees how they join.
  1807. p. 136, line 3He says indifferently and alike How are you friend? to the President at his levee,
  1808. p. 136, line 4And he says Good-day my brother, to Cudge that hoes in the sugar-field,
  1809. p. 136, line 6He walks with perfect ease in the capitol,
  1810. p. 136, line 7He walks among the Congress, and one Representative says to another, Here is our equal appearing and new.
  1811. p. 136, line 8Then the mechanics take him for a mechanic,
  1812. p. 136, line 9And the soldiers suppose him to be a soldier, and the sailors that he has follow'd the sea,
  1813. p. 136, line 10And the authors take him for an author, and the artists for an artist,
  1814. p. 136, line 11And the laborers perceive he could labor with them and love them,
  1815. p. 136, line 12No matter what the work is, that he is the one to follow it or has follow'd it,
  1816. p. 136, line 13No matter what the nation, that he might find his brothers and sisters there.
  1817. p. 136, line 14The English believe he comes of their English stock,
  1818. p. 136, line 15A Jew to the Jew he seems, a Russ to the Russ, usual and near, removed from none.
  1819. p. 136, line 16Whoever he looks at in the traveler's coffee-house claims him,
  1820. p. 136, line 17The Italian or Frenchman is sure, the German is sure, the Spaniard is sure, and the island Cuban is sure,
  1821. p. 136, line 18The engineer, the deck-hand on the great lakes, or on the Mississippi or St. Lawrence or Sacramento, or Hudson or Paumanok sound, claims him.
  1822. p. 136, line 19The gentleman of perfect blood acknowledges his perfect blood,
  1823. p. 136, line 20The insulter, the prostitute, the angry person, the beggar, see themselves in the ways of him, he strangely transmutes them,
  1824. p. 136, line 22The indications and tally of time,
  1825. p. 136, line 23Perfect sanity shows the master among philosophs,
  1826. p. 137, line 2What always indicates the poet is the crowd of the pleasant company of singers, and their words,
  1827. 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,
  1828. p. 137, line 4The maker of poems settles justice, reality, immortality,
  1829. p. 137, line 5His insight and power encircle things and the human race,
  1830. p. 137, line 6He is the glory and extract thus far of things and of the human race.
  1831. p. 137, line 7The singers do not beget, only the Poet begets,
  1832. 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,
  1833. 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,
  1834. 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.
  1835. p. 137, line 12All this time and at all times wait the words of true poems,
  1836. p. 137, line 13The words of true poems do not merely please,
  1837. p. 137, line 14The true poets are not followers of beauty but the august masters of beauty;
  1838. p. 137, line 15The greatness of sons is the exuding of the greatness of mothers and fathers,
  1839. p. 137, line 16The words of true poems are the tuft and final applause of science.
  1840. p. 137, line 17Divine instinct, breadth of vision, the law of reason, health, rudeness of body, withdrawnness,
  1841. p. 137, line 18Gayety, sun-tan, air-sweetness, such are some of the words of poems.
  1842. p. 137, line 19The sailor and traveler underlie the maker of poems, the Answerer,
  1843. p. 137, line 20The builder, geometer, chemist, anatomist, phrenologist, artist, all these underlie the maker of poems, the Answerer.
  1844. p. 137, line 21The words of the true poems give you more than poems,
  1845. p. 137, line 23They balance ranks, colors, races, creeds, and the sexes,
  1846. p. 138, line 3They prepare for death, yet are they not the finish, but rather the outset,
  1847. p. 138, line 5Whom they take they take into space to behold the birth of stars, to learn one of the meanings,
  1848. p. 138, line 6To launch off with absolute faith, to sweep through the ceaseless rings and never be quiet again.
  1849. p. 138, line 8Always Florida's green peninsula—always the priceless delta of Louisiana—always the cotton-fields of Alabama and Texas,
  1850. p. 138, line 9Always California's golden hills and hollows, and the silver mountains of New Mexico—always soft-breath'd Cuba,
  1851. p. 138, line 10Always the vast slope drain'd by the Southern sea, inseparable with the slopes drain'd by the Eastern and Western seas,
  1852. p. 138, line 11The area the eighty-third year of these States, the three and a half millions of square miles,
  1853. p. 138, line 12The eighteen thousand miles of sea-coast and bay-coast on the main, the thirty thousand miles of river navigation,
  1854. p. 138, line 13The seven millions of distinct families and the same number of dwellings—always these, and more, branching forth into numberless branches,
  1855. p. 138, line 14Always the free range and diversity—always the continent of Democracy;
  1856. p. 138, line 15Always the prairies, pastures, forests, vast cities, travelers, Kanada, the snows;
  1857. p. 138, line 16Always these compact lands tied at the hips with the belt stringing the huge oval lakes;
  1858. p. 138, line 17Always the West with strong native persons, the increasing density there, the habitans, friendly, threatening, ironical, scorning invaders;
  1859. p. 139, line 1On interior rivers by night in the glare of pine knots, steamboats wooding up,
  1860. 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,
  1861. p. 139, line 3In their northerly wilds beasts of prey haunting the Adirondacks the hills, or lapping the Saginaw waters to drink,
  1862. p. 139, line 4In a lonesome inlet a sheldrake lost from the flock, sitting on the water rocking silently,
  1863. p. 139, line 5In farmers' barns oxen in the stable, their harvest labor done, they rest standing, they are too tired,
  1864. p. 139, line 6Afar on arctic ice the she-walrus lying drowsily while her cubs play around,
  1865. p. 139, line 7The hawk sailing where men have not yet sail'd, the farthest polar sea, ripply, crystalline, open, beyond the floes,
  1866. p. 139, line 8White drift spooning ahead where the ship in the tempest dashes,
  1867. p. 139, line 9On solid land what is done in cities as the bells strike midnight together,
  1868. 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,
  1869. p. 139, line 11In winter beneath the hard blue ice of Moosehead lake, in summer visible through the clear waters, the great trout swimming,
  1870. p. 139, line 12In lower latitudes in warmer air in the Carolinas the large black buzzard floating slowly high beyond the tree tops,
  1871. 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,
  1872. p. 139, line 14Rude boats descending the big Pedee, climbing plants, parasites with color'd flowers and berries enveloping huge trees,
  1873. p. 139, line 15The waving drapery on the live-oak trailing long and low, noiselessly waved by the wind,
  1874. p. 139, line 16The camp of Georgia wagoners just after dark, the supper-fires and the cooking and eating by whites and negroes,
  1875. p. 139, line 17Thirty or forty great wagons, the mules, cattle, horses, feeding from troughs,
  1876. 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;
  1877. 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;
  1878. p. 139, line 20Deep in the forest in piney woods turpentine dropping from the incisions in the trees, there are the turpentine works,
  1879. p. 140, line 1There are the negroes at work in good health, the ground in all directions is cover'd with pine straw;
  1880. p. 140, line 2In Tennessee and Kentucky slaves busy in the coalings, at the forge, by the furnace-blaze, or at the corn-shucking,
  1881. p. 140, line 3In Virginia, the planter's son returning after a long absence, joyfully welcom'd and kiss'd by the aged mulatto nurse,
  1882. 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;
  1883. p. 140, line 6Late in the afternoon the mocking-bird, the American mimic, singing in the Great Dismal Swamp,
  1884. p. 140, line 7There are the greenish waters, the resinous odor, the plenteous moss, the cypress-tree, and the juniper-tree;
  1885. 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;
  1886. p. 140, line 10The scout riding on horseback over the plains west of the Mississippi, he ascends a knoll and sweeps his eyes around;
  1887. p. 140, line 11California life, the miner, bearded, dress'd in his rude costume, the stanch California friendship, the sweet air, the graves one in passing meets solitary just aside the horse-path;
  1888. p. 140, line 12Down in Texas the cotton-field, the negro-cabins, drivers driving mules or oxen before rude carts, cotton bales piled on banks and wharves;
  1889. p. 140, line 13Encircling all, vast-darting up and wide, the American Soul, with equal hemispheres, one Love, one Dilation or Pride;
  1890. p. 140, line 14In arriere the peace-talk with the Iroquois the aborigines, the calumet, the pipe of good-will, arbitration, and indorsement,
  1891. p. 140, line 15The sachem blowing the smoke first toward the sun and then toward the earth,
  1892. p. 140, line 16The drama of the scalp-dance enacted with painted faces and guttural exclamations,
  1893. p. 140, line 17The setting out of the war-party, the long and stealthy march,
  1894. p. 140, line 18The single file, the swinging hatchets, the surprise and slaughter of enemies;
  1895. p. 140, line 19All the acts, scenes, ways, persons, attitudes of these States, reminiscences, institutions,
  1896. p. 141, line 1Observing the spiral flight of two little yellow butterflies shuffling between each other, ascending high in the air,
  1897. p. 141, line 2The darting swallow, the destroyer of insects, the fall traveler southward but returning northward early in the spring,
  1898. 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,
  1899. p. 141, line 4The city wharf, Boston, Philadelphia, Baltimore, Charleston, New Orleans, San Francisco,
  1900. p. 141, line 5The departing ships when the sailors heave at the capstan;
  1901. p. 141, line 6Evening—me in my room—the setting sun,
  1902. 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;
  1903. p. 141, line 8The athletic American matron speaking in public to crowds of listeners,
  1904. p. 141, line 9Males, females, immigrants, combinations, the copiousness, the individuality of the States, each for itself—the moneymakers,
  1905. p. 141, line 10Factories, machinery, the mechanical forces, the windlass, lever, pulley, all certainties,
  1906. p. 141, line 11The certainty of space, increase, freedom, futurity,
  1907. p. 141, line 12In space the sporades, the scatter'd islands, the stars—on the firm earth, the lands, my lands,
  1908. p. 141, line 14Southward there, I screaming, with wings slow flapping, with the myriads of gulls wintering along the coasts of Florida,
  1909. 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,
  1910. 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,
  1911. p. 141, line 17Retreating, triumphantly twittering, the king-bird, from piercing the crow with its bill, for amusement—and I triumphantly twittering,
  1912. 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,
  1913. p. 142, line 1In Kanadian forests the moose, large as an ox, corner'd by hunters, rising desperately on his hind-feet, and plunging with his fore-feet, the hoofs as sharp as knives—and I, plunging at the hunters, corner'd and desperate,
  1914. p. 142, line 2In the Mannahatta, streets, piers, shipping, store-houses, and the countless workmen working in the shops,
  1915. p. 142, line 3And I too of the Mannahatta, singing thereof—and no less in myself than the whole of the Mannahatta in itself,
  1916. 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;
  1917. p. 142, line 5Nativities, climates, the grass of the great pastoral Plains,
  1918. 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?
  1919. p. 142, line 9How can I but as here chanting, invite you for yourself to collect bouquets of the incomparable feuillage of these States?
  1920. p. 142, line 10O TO make the most jubilant song!
  1921. p. 142, line 13O for the voices of animals—O for the swiftness and balance of fishes!
  1922. p. 142, line 14O for the dropping of raindrops in a song!
  1923. p. 142, line 15O for the sunshine and motion of waves in a song!
  1924. p. 142, line 16O the joy of my spirit—it is uncaged—it darts like lightning!
  1925. p. 142, line 19O the engineer's joys! to go with a locomotive!
  1926. p. 142, line 20To hear the hiss of steam, the merry shriek, the steam-whistle, the laughing locomotive!
  1927. p. 142, line 21To push with resistless way and speed off in the distance.
  1928. p. 143, line 1O the gleesome saunter over fields and hillsides!
  1929. p. 143, line 2The leaves and flowers of the commonest weeds, the moist fresh stillness of the woods,
  1930. p. 143, line 3The exquisite smell of the earth at daybreak, and all through the forenoon.
  1931. p. 143, line 4O the horseman's and horsewoman's joys!
  1932. p. 143, line 5The saddle, the gallop, the pressure upon the seat, the cool gurgling by the ears and hair.
  1933. p. 143, line 6O the fireman's joys!
  1934. p. 143, line 7I hear the alarm at dead of night,
  1935. p. 143, line 8I hear bells, shouts! I pass the crowd, I run!
  1936. p. 143, line 9The sight of the flames maddens me with pleasure.
  1937. 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.
  1938. 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.
  1939. p. 143, line 12O the mother's joys!
  1940. p. 143, line 13The watching, the endurance, the precious love, the anguish, the patiently yielded life.
  1941. p. 143, line 14O the joy of increase, growth, recuperation,
  1942. p. 143, line 15The joy of soothing and pacifying, the joy of concord and harmony.
  1943. p. 143, line 16O to go back to the place where I was born,
  1944. p. 143, line 17To hear the birds sing once more,
  1945. p. 143, line 18To ramble about the house and barn and over the fields once more,
  1946. p. 143, line 19And through the orchard and along the old lanes once more.
  1947. p. 143, line 20O to have been brought up on bays, lagoons, creeks, or along the coast,
  1948. p. 143, line 22The briny and damp smell, the shore, the salt weeds exposed at low water,
  1949. p. 143, line 23The work of fishermen, the work of the eel-fisher and clam-fisher;
  1950. p. 143, line 25Is the tide out? I join the group of clam-diggers on the flats,
  1951. p. 144, line 1In winter I take my eel-basket and eel-spear and travel out on foot on the ice—I have a small axe to cut holes in the ice,
  1952. p. 144, line 2Behold me well-clothed going gayly or returning in the afternoon, my brood of tough boys accompanying me,
  1953. p. 144, line 5Another time in warm weather out in a boat, to lift the lobster-pots where they are sunk with heavy stones, (I know the buoys,)
  1954. p. 144, line 6O the sweetness of the Fifth-month morning upon the water as I row just before sunrise toward the buoys,
  1955. 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,
  1956. p. 144, line 8I go to all the places one after another, and then row back to the shore,
  1957. p. 144, line 9There in a huge kettle of boiling water the lobsters shall be boil'd till their color becomes scarlet.
  1958. p. 144, line 11Voracious, mad for the hook, near the surface, they seem to fill the water for miles;
  1959. p. 144, line 12Another time fishing for rock-fish in Chesapeake bay, I one of the brown-faced crew;
  1960. p. 144, line 14My left foot is on the gunwale, my right arm throws far out the coils of slender rope,
  1961. p. 144, line 15In sight around me the quick veering and darting of fifty skiffs, my companions.
  1962. p. 144, line 16O boating on the rivers,
  1963. p. 144, line 17The voyage down the St. Lawrence, the superb scenery, the steamers,
  1964. p. 144, line 18The ships sailing, the Thousand Islands, the occasional timber-raft and the raftsmen with long-reaching sweep-oars,
  1965. p. 144, line 19The little huts on the rafts, and the stream of smoke when they cook supper at evening.
  1966. p. 144, line 23Something escaped from the anchorage and driving free.)
  1967. p. 145, line 2Foundry casting, the foundry itself, the rude high roof, the ample and shadow'd space,
  1968. p. 145, line 3The furnace, the hot liquid pour'd out and running.
  1969. p. 145, line 4O to resume the joys of the soldier!
  1970. p. 145, line 5To feel the presence of a brave commanding officer—to feel his sympathy!
  1971. p. 145, line 6To behold his calmness—to be warm'd in the rays of his smile!
  1972. p. 145, line 7To go to battle—to hear the bugles play and the drums beat!
  1973. p. 145, line 8To hear the crash of artillery—to see the glittering of the bayonets and musket-barrels in the sun!
  1974. p. 145, line 10To taste the savage taste of blood—to be so devilish!
  1975. p. 145, line 11To gloat so over the wounds and deaths of the enemy.
  1976. p. 145, line 12O the whaleman's joys! O I cruise my old cruise again!
  1977. p. 145, line 13I feel the ship's motion under me, I feel the Atlantic breezes fanning me,
  1978. p. 145, line 14I hear the cry again sent down from the mast-head, There—she blows!
  1979. p. 145, line 15Again I spring up the rigging to look with the rest—we descend, wild with excitement,
  1980. p. 145, line 16I leap in the lower'd boat, we row toward our prey where he lies,
  1981. p. 145, line 17We approach stealthy and silent, I see the mountainous mass, lethargic, basking,
  1982. p. 145, line 18I see the harpooneer standing up, I see the weapon dart from his vigorous arm;
  1983. p. 145, line 19O swift again far out in the ocean the wounded whale, settling, running to windward, tows me,
  1984. p. 145, line 21I see a lance driven through his side, press'd deep, turn'd in the wound,
  1985. p. 145, line 22Again we back off, I see him settle again, the life is leaving him fast,
  1986. p. 145, line 23As he rises he spouts blood, I see him swim in circles narrower and narrower, swiftly cutting the water—I see him die,
  1987. p. 145, line 24He gives one convulsive leap in the centre of the circle, and then falls flat and still in the bloody foam.
  1988. p. 145, line 25O the old manhood of me, my noblest joy of all!
  1989. p. 145, line 27My largeness, calmness, majesty, out of the long stretch of my life.
  1990. p. 146, line 1I am more than eighty years of age, I am the most venerable mother,
  1991. p. 146, line 3What attractions are these beyond any before? what bloom more than the bloom of youth?
  1992. p. 146, line 5O the orator's joys!
  1993. p. 146, line 6To inflate the chest, to roll the thunder of the voice out from the ribs and throat,
  1994. p. 146, line 7To make the people rage, weep, hate, desire, with yourself,
  1995. 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,
  1996. p. 146, line 10My soul vibrated back to me from them, from sight, hearing, touch, reason, articulation, comparison, memory, and the like,
  1997. p. 146, line 11The real life of my senses and flesh transcending my senses and flesh,
  1998. p. 146, line 15O the farmer's joys!
  1999. p. 146, line 18To plough land in the fall for winter-sown crops,
  2000. p. 146, line 19To plough land in the spring for maize,
  2001. p. 146, line 20To train orchards, to graft the trees, to gather apples in the fall.
  2002. p. 146, line 21O to bathe in the swimming-bath, or in a good place along shore,
  2003. p. 146, line 22To splash the water! to walk ankle-deep, or race naked along the shore.
  2004. p. 146, line 24The plenteousness of all, that there are no bounds,
  2005. p. 146, line 25To emerge and be of the sky, of the sun and moon and flying clouds, as one with them.
  2006. p. 146, line 26O the joy of a manly self-hood!
  2007. p. 147, line 4To confront with your personality all the other personalities of the earth.
  2008. p. 147, line 5Know'st thou the excellent joys of youth?
  2009. p. 147, line 6Joys of the dear companions and of the merry word and laughing face?
  2010. p. 147, line 7Joy of the glad light-beaming day, joy of the wide-breath'd games?
  2011. p. 147, line 8Joy of sweet music, joy of the lighted ball-room and the dancers?
  2012. p. 147, line 9Joy of the plenteous dinner, strong carouse and drinking?
  2013. p. 147, line 11Know'st thou the joys of pensive thought?
  2014. p. 147, line 12Joys of the free and lonesome heart, the tender, gloomy heart?
  2015. p. 147, line 13Joys of the solitary walk, the spirit bow'd yet proud, the suffering and the struggle?
  2016. p. 147, line 14The agonistic throes, the ecstasies, joys of the solemn musings day or night?
  2017. p. 147, line 15Joys of the thought of Death, the great spheres Time and Space?
  2018. p. 147, line 16Prophetic joys of better, loftier love's ideals, the divine wife, the sweet, eternal, perfect comrade?
  2019. p. 147, line 18O while I live to be the ruler of life, not a slave,
  2020. p. 147, line 21To these proud laws of the air, the water and the ground, proving my interior soul impregnable,
  2021. p. 147, line 23For not life's joys alone I sing, repeating—the joy of death!
  2022. p. 147, line 24The beautiful touch of Death, soothing and benumbing a few moments, for reasons,
  2023. p. 147, line 27My voided body nothing more to me, returning to the purifications, further offices, eternal uses of the earth.
  2024. p. 147, line 29How it is I know not—yet behold! the something which obeys none of the rest,
  2025. p. 148, line 4To mount the scaffold, to advance to the muzzles of guns with perfect nonchalance!
  2026. p. 148, line 8To leave the tiresome sameness of the streets, the sidewalks and the houses,
  2027. p. 148, line 13To be a sailor of the world bound for all ports,
  2028. p. 148, line 14A ship itself, (see indeed these sails I spread to the sun and air,)
  2029. p. 148, line 17Head from the mother's bowels drawn,
  2030. p. 148, line 20Resting the grass amid and upon,
  2031. p. 148, line 24Fingers of the organist skipping staccato over the keys of the great organ.
  2032. p. 148, line 27Welcome are lands of the lemon and fig,
  2033. p. 149, line 1Welcome are lands of wheat and maize, welcome those of the grape,
  2034. p. 149, line 3Welcome the cotton-lands, welcome those of the white potato and sweet potato,
  2035. p. 149, line 5Welcome the rich borders of rivers, table-lands, openings,
  2036. p. 149, line 6Welcome the measureless grazing-lands, welcome the teeming soil of orchards, flax, honey, hemp;
  2037. p. 149, line 7Welcome just as much the other more hard-faced lands,
  2038. p. 149, line 9Lands of mines, lands of the manly and rugged ores,
  2039. p. 149, line 11Lands of iron—lands of the make of the axe.
  2040. p. 149, line 12The log at the wood-pile, the axe supported by it,
  2041. p. 149, line 13The sylvan hut, the vine over the doorway, the space clear'd for a garden,
  2042. p. 149, line 14The irregular tapping of rain down on the leaves after the storm is lull'd,
  2043. p. 149, line 15The wailing and moaning at intervals, the thought of the sea,
  2044. p. 149, line 16The thought of ships struck in the storm and put on their beam ends, and the cutting away of masts,
  2045. p. 149, line 17The sentiment of the huge timbers of old-fashion'd houses and barns,
  2046. p. 149, line 18The remember'd print or narrative, the voyage at a venture of men, families, goods,
  2047. p. 149, line 19The disembarkation, the founding of a new city,
  2048. p. 149, line 20The voyage of those who sought a New England and found it, the outset anywhere,
  2049. p. 149, line 21The settlements of the Arkansas, Colorado, Ottawa, Willamette,
  2050. p. 149, line 22The slow progress, the scant fare, the axe, rifle, saddle-bags;
  2051. p. 149, line 23The beauty of all adventurous and daring persons,
  2052. p. 149, line 24The beauty of wood-boys and wood-men with their clear untrimm'd faces,
  2053. p. 149, line 25The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves,
  2054. p. 149, line 26The American contempt for statutes and ceremonies, the boundless impatience of restraint,
  2055. p. 149, line 27The loose drift of character, the inkling through random types, the solidification;
  2056. p. 149, line 28The butcher in the slaughter-house, the hands aboard schooners and sloops, the raftsman, the pioneer,
  2057. p. 150, line 1Lumbermen in their winter camp, daybreak in the woods, stripes of snow on the limbs of trees, the occasional snapping,
  2058. 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,
  2059. p. 150, line 3The blazing fire at night, the sweet taste of supper, the talk, the bed of hemlock-boughs and the bear-skin;
  2060. p. 150, line 4The house-builder at work in cities or anywhere,
  2061. p. 150, line 5The preparatory jointing, squaring, sawing, mortising,
  2062. p. 150, line 6The hoist-up of beams, the push of them in their places, laying them regular,
  2063. p. 150, line 7Setting the studs by their tenons in the mortises according as they were prepared,
  2064. p. 150, line 8The blows of mallets and hammers, the attitudes of the men, their curv'd limbs,
  2065. p. 150, line 9Bending, standing, astride the beams, driving in pins, holding on by posts and braces,
  2066. p. 150, line 10The hook'd arm over the plate, the other arm wielding the axe,
  2067. p. 150, line 11The floor-men forcing the planks close to be nail'd,
  2068. p. 150, line 12Their postures bringing their weapons downward on the bearers,
  2069. p. 150, line 13The echoes resounding through the vacant building;
  2070. p. 150, line 14The huge storehouse carried up in the city well under way,
  2071. p. 150, line 15The six framing-men, two in the middle and two at each end, carefully bearing on their shoulders a heavy stick for a cross-beam,
  2072. 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,
  2073. p. 150, line 17The flexible rise and fall of backs, the continual click of the trowels striking the bricks,
  2074. p. 150, line 18The bricks one after another each laid so workmanlike in its place, and set with a knock of the trowel-handle,
  2075. p. 150, line 19The piles of materials, the mortar on the mortar-boards, and the steady replenishing by the hod-men;
  2076. p. 150, line 20Spar-makers in the spar-yard, the swarming row of well-grown apprentices,
  2077. p. 150, line 21The swing of their axes on the square-hew'd log shaping it toward the shape of a mast,
  2078. p. 150, line 22The brisk short crackle of the steel driven slantingly into the pine,
  2079. p. 150, line 23The butter-color'd chips flying off in great flakes and slivers,
  2080. p. 150, line 24The limber motion of brawny young arms and hips in easy costumes,
  2081. p. 150, line 25The constructor of wharves, bridges, piers, bulk-heads, floats, stays against the sea;
  2082. p. 150, line 26The city fireman, the fire that suddenly bursts forth in the close-pack'd square,
  2083. p. 151, line 1The arriving engines, the hoarse shouts, the nimble stepping and daring,
  2084. p. 151, line 2The strong command through the fire-trumpets, the falling in line, the rise and fall of the arms forcing the water,
  2085. p. 151, line 3The slender, spasmic, blue-white jets, the bringing to bear of the hooks and ladders and their execution,
  2086. p. 151, line 4The crash and cut away of connecting wood-work, or through floors if the fire smoulders under them,
  2087. p. 151, line 5The crowd with their lit faces watching, the glare and dense shadows;
  2088. p. 151, line 6The forger at his forge-furnace and the user of iron after him,
  2089. p. 151, line 7The maker of the axe large and small, and the welder and temperer,
  2090. p. 151, line 8The chooser breathing his breath on the cold steel and trying the edge with his thumb,
  2091. p. 151, line 9The one who clean-shapes the handle and sets it firmly in the socket;
  2092. p. 151, line 10The shadowy processions of the portraits of the past users also,
  2093. p. 151, line 11The primal patient mechanics, the architects and engineers,
  2094. p. 151, line 12The far-off Assyrian edifice and Mizra edifice,
  2095. p. 151, line 13The Roman lictors preceding the consuls,
  2096. p. 151, line 14The antique European warrior with his axe in combat,
  2097. p. 151, line 15The uplifted arm, the clatter of blows on the helmeted head,
  2098. p. 151, line 16The death-howl, the limpsy tumbling body, the rush of friend and foe thither,
  2099. p. 151, line 17The siege of revolted lieges determin'd for liberty,
  2100. p. 151, line 18The summons to surrender, the battering at castle gates, the truce and parley,
  2101. p. 151, line 19The sack of an old city in its time,
  2102. p. 151, line 20The bursting in of mercenaries and bigots tumultuously and disorderly,
  2103. p. 151, line 22Goods freely rifled from houses and temples, screams of women in the gripe of brigands,
  2104. p. 151, line 24The hell of war, the cruelties of creeds,
  2105. p. 151, line 25The list of all executive deeds and words just or unjust,
  2106. p. 151, line 26The power of personality just or unjust.
  2107. p. 151, line 29And the dead advance as much as the living advance,
  2108. p. 151, line 30And the future is no more uncertain than the present,
  2109. p. 152, line 1For the roughness of the earth and of man encloses as much as the delicatesse of the earth and of man,
  2110. p. 152, line 5Or a teeming manufacturing state? or a prepared constitution? or the best built steamships?
  2111. p. 152, line 8They fill their hour, the dancers dance, the musicians play for them,
  2112. p. 152, line 9The show passes, all does well enough of course,
  2113. p. 152, line 11A great city is that which has the greatest men and women,
  2114. p. 152, line 12If it be a few ragged huts it is still the greatest city in the whole world.
  2115. p. 152, line 13The place where a great city stands is not the place of stretch'd wharves, docks, manufactures, deposits of produce merely,
  2116. p. 152, line 14Nor the place of ceaseless salutes of new-comers or the anchor-lifters of the departing,
  2117. p. 152, line 15Nor the place of the tallest and costliest buildings or shops selling goods from the rest of the earth,
  2118. p. 152, line 16Nor the place of the best libraries and schools, nor the place where money is plentiest,
  2119. p. 152, line 17Nor the place of the most numerous population.
  2120. p. 152, line 18Where the city stands with the brawniest breed of orators and bards,
  2121. p. 152, line 19Where the city stands that is belov'd by these, and loves them in return and understands them,
  2122. p. 152, line 20Where no monuments exist to heroes but in the common words and deeds,
  2123. p. 152, line 22Where the men and women think lightly of the laws,
  2124. p. 152, line 23Where the slave ceases, and the master of slaves ceases,
  2125. p. 152, line 24Where the populace rise at once against the never-ending audacity of elected persons,
  2126. p. 152, line 25Where fierce men and women pour forth as the sea to the whistle of death pours its sweeping and unript waves,
  2127. p. 153, line 1Where outside authority enters always after the precedence of inside authority,
  2128. p. 153, line 2Where the citizen is always the head and ideal, and President, Mayor, Governor and what not, are agents for pay,
  2129. p. 153, line 5Where speculations on the soul are encouraged,
  2130. p. 153, line 6Where women walk in public processions in the streets the same as the men,
  2131. p. 153, line 7Where they enter the public assembly and take places the same as the men;
  2132. p. 153, line 8Where the city of the faithfulest friends stands,
  2133. p. 153, line 9Where the city of the cleanliness of the sexes stands,
  2134. p. 153, line 10Where the city of the healthiest fathers stands,
  2135. p. 153, line 11Where the city of the best-bodied mothers stands,
  2136. p. 153, line 12There the great city stands.
  2137. p. 153, line 14How the floridness of the materials of cities shrivels before a man's or woman's look!
  2138. p. 153, line 16A strong being is the proof of the race and of the ability of the universe,
  2139. p. 153, line 18The dispute on the soul stops,
  2140. p. 153, line 19The old customs and phrases are confronted, turn'd back, or laid away.
  2141. p. 153, line 24Where are your cavils about the soul now?
  2142. p. 153, line 25A sterile landscape covers the ore, there is as good as the best for all the forbidding appearance,
  2143. p. 153, line 26There is the mine, there are the miners,
  2144. p. 153, line 27The forge-furnace is there, the melt is accomplish'd, the hammersmen are at hand with their tongs and hammers,
  2145. p. 154, line 2Served the fluent-tongued and subtle-sensed Greek, and long ere the Greek,
  2146. p. 154, line 3Served in building the buildings that last longer than any,
  2147. p. 154, line 4Served the Hebrew, the Persian, the most ancient Hindustanee,
  2148. p. 154, line 5Served the mound-raiser on the Mississippi, served those whose relics remain in Central America,
  2149. p. 154, line 6Served Albic temples in woods or on plains, with unhewn pillars and the druids,
  2150. p. 154, line 7Served the artificial clefts, vast, high, silent, on the snow-cover'd hills of Scandinavia,
  2151. 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,
  2152. p. 154, line 9Served the paths of the irruptions of the Goths, served the pastoral tribes and nomads,
  2153. p. 154, line 10Served the long distant Kelt, served the hardy pirates of the Baltic,
  2154. p. 154, line 11Served before any of those the venerable and harmless men of Ethiopia,
  2155. p. 154, line 12Served the making of helms for the galleys of pleasure and the making of those for war,
  2156. p. 154, line 13Served all great works on land and all great works on the sea,
  2157. p. 154, line 14For the mediæval ages and before the mediæval ages,
  2158. p. 154, line 15Served not the living only then as now, but served the dead.
  2159. p. 154, line 16I see the European headsman,
  2160. p. 154, line 21I see the clear sunsets of the martyrs,
  2161. p. 154, line 22I see from the scaffolds the descending ghosts,
  2162. p. 154, line 24Rivals, traitors, poisoners, disgraced chieftains and the rest.
  2163. p. 154, line 25I see those who in any land have died for the good cause,
  2164. p. 154, line 26The seed is spare, nevertheless the crop shall never run out,
  2165. p. 154, line 27(Mind you O foreign kings, O priests, the crop shall never run out.)
  2166. p. 154, line 28I see the blood wash'd entirely away from the axe,
  2167. p. 155, line 1They spirt no more the blood of European nobles, they clasp no more the necks of queens.
  2168. p. 155, line 2I see the headsman withdraw and become useless,
  2169. p. 155, line 3I see the scaffold untrodden and mouldy, I see no longer any axe upon it,
  2170. p. 155, line 4I see the mighty and friendly emblem of the power of my own race, the newest, largest race.
  2171. p. 155, line 7The axe leaps!
  2172. p. 155, line 8The solid forest gives fluid utterances,
  2173. p. 155, line 18Capitols of States, and capitol of the nation of States,
  2174. p. 155, line 19Long stately rows in avenues, hospitals for orphans or for the poor or sick,
  2175. p. 155, line 20Manhattan steamboats and clippers taking the measure of all seas.
  2176. p. 155, line 21The shapes arise!
  2177. p. 155, line 22Shapes of the using of axes anyhow, and the users and all that neighbors them,
  2178. p. 155, line 23Cutters down of wood and haulers of it to the Penobscot or Kennebec,
  2179. p. 155, line 24Dwellers in cabins among the Californian mountains or by the little lakes, or on the Columbia,
  2180. p. 155, line 25Dwellers south on the banks of the Gila or Rio Grande, friendly gatherings, the characters and fun,
  2181. p. 155, line 26Dwellers along the St. Lawrence, or north in Kanada, or down by the Yellowstone, dwellers on coasts and off coasts,
  2182. p. 155, line 27Seal-fishers, whalers, arctic seamen breaking passages through the ice.
  2183. p. 156, line 1The shapes arise!
  2184. p. 156, line 3Shapes of the two-threaded tracks of railroads,
  2185. p. 156, line 4Shapes of the sleepers of bridges, vast frameworks, girders, arches,
  2186. p. 156, line 5Shapes of the fleets of barges, tows, lake and canal craft, river craft,
  2187. p. 156, line 6Ship-yards and dry-docks along the Eastern and Western seas, and in many a bay and by-place,
  2188. p. 156, line 7The live-oak kelsons, the pine planks, the spars, the hackmatack-roots for knees,
  2189. p. 156, line 8The ships themselves on their ways, the tiers of scaffolds, the workmen busy outside and inside,
  2190. p. 156, line 9The tools lying around, the great auger and little auger, the adze, bolt, line, square, gouge, and bead-plane.
  2191. p. 156, line 10The shapes arise!
  2192. p. 156, line 11The shape measur'd, saw'd, jack'd, join'd, stain'd,
  2193. p. 156, line 12The coffin-shape for the dead to lie within in his shroud,
  2194. p. 156, line 13The shape got out in posts, in the bedstead posts, in the posts of the bride's bed,
  2195. p. 156, line 14The shape of the little trough, the shape of the rockers beneath, the shape of the babe's cradle,
  2196. p. 156, line 15The shape of the floor-planks, the floor-planks for dancers' feet,
  2197. p. 156, line 16The shape of the planks of the family home, the home of the friendly parents and children,
  2198. 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,
  2199. p. 156, line 18The roof over the supper joyously cook'd by the chaste wife, and joyously eaten by the chaste husband, content after his day's work.
  2200. p. 156, line 19The shapes arise!
  2201. p. 156, line 20The shape of the prisoner's place in the court-room, and of him or her seated in the place,
  2202. p. 156, line 21The shape of the liquor-bar lean'd against by the young rum-drinker and the old rum-drinker,
  2203. p. 156, line 22The shape of the shamed and angry stairs trod by sneaking footsteps,
  2204. p. 156, line 23The shape of the sly settee, and the adulterous unwholesome couple,
  2205. p. 156, line 24The shape of the gambling-board with its devilish winnings and losings,
  2206. p. 156, line 25The shape of the step-ladder for the convicted and sentenced murderer, the murderer with haggard face and pinion'd arms,
  2207. p. 157, line 1The sheriff at hand with his deputies, the silent and white-lipp'd crowd, the dangling of the rope.
  2208. p. 157, line 2The shapes arise!
  2209. p. 157, line 4The door passing the dissever'd friend flush'd and in haste,
  2210. p. 157, line 5The door that admits good news and bad news,
  2211. p. 157, line 6The door whence the son left home confident and puff'd up,
  2212. p. 157, line 7The door he enter'd again from a long and scandalous absence, diseas'd, broken down, without innocence, without means.
  2213. p. 157, line 10The gross and soil'd she moves among do not make her gross and soil'd,
  2214. p. 157, line 11She knows the thoughts as she passes, nothing is conceal'd from her,
  2215. p. 157, line 12She is none the less considerate or friendly therefor,
  2216. p. 157, line 13She is the best belov'd, it is without exception, she has no reason to fear and she does not fear,
  2217. p. 157, line 16She receives them as the laws of Nature receive them, she is strong,
  2218. p. 157, line 18The main shapes arise!
  2219. p. 157, line 22Shapes of the friends and home-givers of the whole earth,
  2220. p. 157, line 23Shapes bracing the earth and braced with the whole earth.
  2221. p. 157, line 24(AH little recks the laborer,
  2222. p. 157, line 26The loving Laborer through space and time.)
  2223. p. 158, line 3To fill the gross the torpid bulk with vital religious fire,
  2224. p. 158, line 6These also are the lessons of our New World;
  2225. p. 158, line 7While how little the New after all, how much the Old, Old World!
  2226. p. 158, line 8Long and long has the grass been growing,
  2227. p. 158, line 9Long and long has the rain been falling,
  2228. p. 158, line 10Long has the globe been rolling round.
  2229. p. 158, line 14Placard " Removed " and "To Let" on the rocks of your snowy Parnassus,
  2230. p. 158, line 15Repeat at Jerusalem, place the notice high on Jaffa's gate and on Mount Moriah,
  2231. p. 158, line 16The same on the walls of your German, French and Spanish castles, and Italian collections,
  2232. p. 158, line 21She comes! I hear the rustling of her gown,
  2233. p. 158, line 22I scent the odor of her breath's delicious fragrance,
  2234. p. 158, line 25The dame of dames! can I believe then,
  2235. p. 159, line 1The same undying soul of earth's, activity's, beauty's, heroism's expression,
  2236. p. 159, line 2Out from her evolutions hither come, ended the strata of her former themes,
  2237. p. 159, line 5Silent the broken-lipp'd Sphynx in Egypt, silent all those century-baffling tombs,
  2238. p. 159, line 6Ended for aye the epics of Asia's, Europe's helmeted warriors, ended the primitive call of the muses,
  2239. p. 159, line 8Ended the stately rhythmus of Una and Oriana, ended the quest of the holy Graal,
  2240. p. 159, line 9Jerusalem a handful of ashes blown by the wind, extinct,
  2241. p. 159, line 10The Crusaders' streams of shadowy midnight troops sped with the sunrise,
  2242. p. 159, line 12Palmerin, ogre, departed, vanish'd the turrets that Usk from its waters reflected,
  2243. p. 159, line 20I say I see, my friends, if you do not, the illustrious emigré, (having it is true in her day, although the same, changed, journey'd considerable,)
  2244. p. 159, line 21Making directly for this rendezvous, vigorously clearing a path for herself, striding through the confusion,
  2245. p. 159, line 25She's here, install'd amid the kitchen ware!
  2246. p. 159, line 27To introduce the stranger, (what else indeed do I live to chant for?) to thee Columbia;
  2247. p. 160, line 5And yet the same old human race, the same within, without,
  2248. p. 160, line 6Faces and hearts the same, feelings the same, yearnings the same,
  2249. p. 160, line 7The same old love, beauty and use the same.
  2250. p. 160, line 9(Would the son separate himself from the father?)
  2251. p. 160, line 25Gladdening the sun and sky, enhued in cheerfulest hues,
  2252. p. 160, line 28The banners of the States and flags of every land,
  2253. p. 160, line 32Not only all the world of works, trade, products,
  2254. p. 160, line 33But all the workmen of the world here to be represented.
  2255. p. 161, line 2In every state of practical, busy movement, the rills of civilization,
  2256. p. 161, line 4The cotton shall be pick'd almost in the very field,
  2257. p. 161, line 6You shall see hands at work at all the old processes and all the new ones,
  2258. p. 161, line 7You shall see the various grains and how flour is made and then bread baked by the bakers,
  2259. p. 161, line 8You shall see the crude ores of California and Nevada passing on and on till they become bullion,
  2260. p. 161, line 9You shall watch how the printer sets type, and learn what a composing-stick is,
  2261. p. 161, line 10You shall mark in amazement the Hoe press whirling its cylinders, shedding the printed leaves steady and fast,
  2262. p. 161, line 11The photograph, model, watch, pin, nail, shall be created before you.
  2263. p. 161, line 12In large calm halls, a stately museum shall teach you the infinite lessons of minerals,
  2264. p. 161, line 14One stately house shall be the music house,
  2265. p. 161, line 15Others for other arts—learning, the sciences, shall all be here,
  2266. p. 161, line 20The male and female many laboring not,
  2267. p. 161, line 21Shall ever here confront the laboring many,
  2268. p. 161, line 25In your vast state vaster than all the old,
  2269. p. 162, line 1Practical, peaceful life, the people's life, the People themselves,
  2270. p. 162, line 8Thy pennants labor, loosen'd to the breeze,
  2271. p. 162, line 12Away with love-verses sugar'd in rhyme, the intrigues, amours of idlers,
  2272. p. 162, line 13Fitted for only banquets of the night where dancers to late music slide,
  2273. p. 162, line 14The unhealthy pleasures, extravagant dissipations of the few,
  2274. p. 162, line 15With perfumes, heat and wine, beneath the dazzling chandeliers.
  2275. p. 162, line 18To exalt the present and the real,
  2276. p. 162, line 19To teach the average man the glory of his daily walk and trade,
  2277. p. 162, line 22To plant and tend the tree, the berry, vegetables, flowers,
  2278. p. 162, line 24To use the hammer and the saw, (rip, or cross-cut,)
  2279. p. 162, line 27To invent a little, something ingenious, to aid the washing, cooking, cleaning,
  2280. p. 162, line 32The old, old practical burdens, interests, joys,
  2281. p. 163, line 1The family, parentage, childhood, husband and wife,
  2282. p. 163, line 2The house-comforts, the house itself and all its belongings,
  2283. p. 163, line 4Whatever forms the average, strong, complete, sweet-blooded man or woman, the perfect longeve personality,
  2284. p. 163, line 6For the eternal real life to come.
  2285. p. 163, line 7With latest connections, works, the inter-transportation of the world,
  2286. p. 163, line 8Steam-power, the great express lines, gas, petroleum,
  2287. p. 163, line 9These triumphs of our time, the Atlantic's delicate cable,
  2288. p. 163, line 10The Pacific railroad, the Suez canal, the Mont Cenis and Gothard and Hoosac tunnels, the Brooklyn bridge,
  2289. p. 163, line 12Our own rondure, the current globe I bring.
  2290. p. 163, line 22And by the spells which ye vouchsafe to those your ministers in earnest,
  2291. p. 163, line 28Behold, the sea itself,
  2292. p. 163, line 29And on its limitless, heaving breast, the ships;
  2293. p. 163, line 30See, where their white sails, bellying in the wind, speckle the green and blue,
  2294. p. 163, line 31See, the steamers coming and going, steaming in or out of port,
  2295. p. 163, line 32See, dusky and undulating, the long pennants of smoke.
  2296. p. 164, line 1Behold, in Oregon, far in the north and west,
  2297. p. 164, line 2Or in Maine, far in the north and east, thy cheerful axemen,
  2298. p. 164, line 4Behold, on the lakes, thy pilots at their wheels, thy oarsmen,
  2299. p. 164, line 5How the ash writhes under those muscular arms!
  2300. p. 164, line 6There by the furnace, and there by the anvil,
  2301. p. 164, line 10Mark the spirit of invention everywhere, thy rapid patents,
  2302. p. 164, line 12See, from their chimneys how the tall flame-fires stream.
  2303. p. 164, line 15The varied products of Ohio, Pennsylvania, Missouri, Georgia, Texas, and the rest,
  2304. p. 164, line 17Thy barns all fill'd, the endless freight-train and the bulging storehouse,
  2305. p. 164, line 18The grapes that ripen on thy vines, the apples in thy orchards,
  2306. p. 164, line 20The inexhaustible iron in thy mines.
  2307. p. 164, line 30And thou, the Emblem waving over all!
  2308. p. 165, line 13And here and hence O Union, all the work and workmen thine!
  2309. p. 165, line 15(For the blood of the children, what is it, only the blood maternal?
  2310. p. 165, line 16And lives and works, what are they all at last, except the roads to faith and death?)
  2311. p. 165, line 19Think not our chant, our show, merely for products gross or lucre—it is for thee, the soul in thee, electric, spiritual!
  2312. p. 165, line 25A murmuring, fateful, giant voice, out of the earth and sky,
  2313. p. 165, line 26Voice of a mighty dying tree in the redwood forest dense.
  2314. p. 166, line 4Along the northern coast,
  2315. p. 166, line 5Just back from the rock-bound shore and the caves,
  2316. p. 166, line 6In the saline air from the sea in the Mendocino country,
  2317. p. 166, line 7With the surge for base and accompaniment low and hoarse,
  2318. p. 166, line 9Riven deep by the sharp tongues of the axes, there in the redwood forest dense,
  2319. p. 166, line 10I heard the mighty tree its death-chant chanting.
  2320. p. 166, line 11The choppers heard not, the camp shanties echoed not,
  2321. p. 166, line 12The quick-ear'd teamsters and chain and jack-screw men heard not,
  2322. p. 166, line 13As the wood-spirits came from their haunts of a thousand years to join the refrain,
  2323. p. 166, line 18That chant of the seasons and time, chant not of the past only but the future.
  2324. p. 166, line 22And the white snows and night and the wild winds;
  2325. p. 166, line 23O the great patient rugged joys, my soul's strong joys unreck'd by man,
  2326. p. 166, line 24(For know I bear the soul befitting me, I too have consciousness, identity,
  2327. p. 166, line 25And all the rocks and mountains have, and all the earth,)
  2328. p. 166, line 26Joys of the life befitting me and brothers mine,
  2329. p. 166, line 31We welcome what we wrought for through the past,
  2330. p. 166, line 32And leave the field for them.
  2331. p. 167, line 8Still prouder, more ecstatic rose the chant,
  2332. p. 167, line 9As if the heirs, the deities of the West,
  2333. p. 167, line 15These virgin lands, lands of the Western shore,
  2334. p. 167, line 16To the new culminating man, to you, the empire new,
  2335. p. 167, line 21You unseen moral essence of all the vast materials of America, (age upon age working in death the same as life,)
  2336. p. 167, line 22You that, sometimes known, oftener unknown, really shape and mould the New World, adjusting it to Time and Space,
  2337. p. 167, line 25Unswerv'd by all the passing errors, perturbations of the surface;
  2338. p. 167, line 27Here build your homes for good, establish here, these areas entire, lands of the Western shore,
  2339. p. 168, line 2Here climb the vast pure spaces unconfined, uncheck'd by wall or roof,
  2340. p. 168, line 7Thus on the northern coast,
  2341. p. 168, line 8In the echo of teamsters' calls and the clinking chains, and the music of choppers' axes,
  2342. p. 168, line 9The falling trunk and limbs, the crash, the muffled shriek, the groan,
  2343. p. 168, line 10Such words combined from the redwood-tree, as of voices ecstatic, ancient and rustling,
  2344. p. 168, line 11The century-lasting, unseen dryads, singing, withdrawing,
  2345. p. 168, line 13From the Cascade range to the Wahsatch, or Idaho far, or Utah,
  2346. p. 168, line 14To the deities of the modern henceforth yielding,
  2347. p. 168, line 15The chorus and indications, the vistas of coming humanity, the settlements, features all,
  2348. p. 168, line 16In the Mendocino woods I caught.
  2349. p. 168, line 17The flashing and golden pageant of California,
  2350. p. 168, line 18The sudden and gorgeous drama, the sunny and ample lands,
  2351. p. 168, line 19The long and varied stretch from Puget sound to Colorado south,
  2352. p. 168, line 21The fields of Nature long prepared and fallow, the silent, cyclic chemistry,
  2353. p. 168, line 22The slow and steady ages plodding, the unoccupied surface ripening, the rich ores forming beneath;
  2354. p. 168, line 23At last the New arriving, assuming, taking possession,
  2355. p. 168, line 25Ships coming in from the whole round world, and going out to the whole world,
  2356. p. 168, line 26To India and China and Australia and the thousand island paradises of the Pacific,
  2357. p. 168, line 27Populous cities, the latest inventions, the steamers on the rivers, the railroads, with many a thrifty farm, with machinery,
  2358. p. 168, line 28And wool and wheat and the grape, and diggings of yellow gold.
  2359. p. 169, line 1But more in you than these, lands of the Western shore,
  2360. p. 169, line 2(These but the means, the implements, the standing-ground,)
  2361. p. 169, line 3I see in you, certain to come, the promise of thousands of years, till now deferr'd,
  2362. p. 169, line 4Promis'd to be fulfill'd, our common kind, the race.
  2363. p. 169, line 5The new society at last, proportionate to Nature,
  2364. p. 169, line 9I see the genius of the modern, child of the real and ideal,
  2365. p. 169, line 10Clearing the ground for broad humanity, the true America, heir of the past so grand,
  2366. p. 169, line 13In the labor of engines and trades and the labor of fields I find the developments,
  2367. p. 169, line 14And find the eternal meanings.
  2368. p. 169, line 17Were I as the head teacher, charitable proprietor, wise statesman, what would it amount to?
  2369. p. 169, line 18Were I to you as the boss employing and paying you, would that satisfy you?
  2370. p. 169, line 19The learn'd, virtuous, benevolent, and the usual terms,
  2371. p. 169, line 20A man like me and never the usual terms.
  2372. p. 170, line 1If you stand at work in a shop I stand as nigh as the nighest in the same shop,
  2373. p. 170, line 6If you carouse at the table I carouse at the opposite side of the table,
  2374. p. 170, line 7If you meet some stranger in the streets and love him or her, why I often meet strangers in the street and love them.
  2375. p. 170, line 10Is it you that thought the President greater than you?
  2376. p. 170, line 11Or the rich better off than you? or the educated wiser than you?
  2377. 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,
  2378. p. 170, line 21The wife, and she is not one jot less than the husband,
  2379. p. 170, line 22The daughter, and she is just as good as the son,
  2380. p. 170, line 23The mother, and she is every bit as much as the father.
  2381. p. 171, line 1All these I see, but nigher and farther the same I see,
  2382. p. 171, line 5I send no agent or medium, offer no representative of value, but offer the value itself.
  2383. p. 171, line 12You may read the President's message and read nothing about it there,
  2384. p. 171, line 13Nothing in the reports from the State department or Treasury department, or in the daily papers or weekly papers,
  2385. p. 171, line 14Or in the census or revenue returns, prices current, or any accounts of stock.
  2386. p. 171, line 15The sun and stars that float in the open air,
  2387. p. 171, line 16The apple-shaped earth and we upon it, surely the drift of them is something grand,
  2388. p. 171, line 18And that the enclosing purport of us here is not a speculation or bon-mot or reconnoissance,
  2389. p. 171, line 21The light and shade, the curious sense of body and identity, the greed that with perfect complaisance devours all things,
  2390. p. 171, line 22The endless pride and outstretching of man, unspeakable joys and sorrows,
  2391. p. 171, line 23The wonder every one sees in every one else he sees, and the wonders that fill each minute of time forever,
  2392. p. 172, line 1Have you reckon'd them for your trade or farm-work? or for the profits of your store?
  2393. p. 172, line 3Have you reckon'd that the landscape took substance and form that it might be painted in a picture?
  2394. 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?
  2395. p. 172, line 6Or the brown land and the blue sea for maps and charts?
  2396. p. 172, line 7Or the stars to be put in constellations and named fancy names?
  2397. p. 172, line 8Or that the growth of seeds is for agricultural tables, or agriculture itself?
  2398. p. 172, line 9Old institutions, these arts, libraries, legends, collections, and the practice handed along in manufactures, will we rate them so high?
  2399. 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.
  2400. p. 172, line 15Then I am in love with You, and with all my fellows upon the earth.
  2401. p. 172, line 18It is not they who give the life, it is you who give the life,
  2402. p. 172, line 19Leaves are not more shed from the trees, or trees from the earth, than they are shed out of you.
  2403. p. 172, line 20The sum of all known reverence I add up in you whoever you are,
  2404. p. 172, line 21The President is there in the White House for you, it is not you who are here for him,
  2405. p. 172, line 22The Secretaries act in their bureaus for you, not you here for them,
  2406. p. 172, line 23The Congress convenes every Twelfth-month for you,
  2407. 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.
  2408. 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,
  2409. p. 173, line 6The most renown'd poems would be ashes, orations and plays would be vacuums.
  2410. p. 173, line 8(Did you think it was in the white or gray stone? or the lines of the arches and cornices?)
  2411. p. 173, line 9All music is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments,
  2412. 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,
  2413. p. 173, line 12Will the whole come back then?
  2414. p. 173, line 13Can each see signs of the best by a look in the looking-glass? is there nothing greater or more?
  2415. p. 173, line 14Does all sit there with you, with the mystic unseen soul?
  2416. p. 173, line 16Objects gross and the unseen soul are one.
  2417. p. 173, line 17House-building, measuring, sawing the boards,
  2418. p. 173, line 20The pump, the pile-driver, the great derrick, the coal-kiln and brick-kiln,
  2419. p. 173, line 21Coal-mines and all that is down there, the lamps in the darkness, echoes, songs, what meditations, what vast native thoughts looking through smutch'd faces,
  2420. 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,
  2421. 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,
  2422. p. 174, line 2Oil-works, silk-works, white-lead-works, the sugar-house, steam-saws, the great mills and factories,
  2423. p. 174, line 3Stone-cutting, shapely trimmings for façades or window or door-lintels, the mallet, the tooth-chisel, the jib to protect the thumb,
  2424. p. 174, line 4The calking-iron, the kettle of boiling vault-cement, and the fire under the kettle,
  2425. 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,
  2426. p. 174, line 6The work and tools of the rigger, grappler, sail-maker, block-maker,
  2427. p. 174, line 8The veneer and glue-pot, the confectioner's ornaments, the decanter and glasses, the shears and flat-iron,
  2428. 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,
  2429. p. 174, line 10The brewery, brewing, the malt, the vats, every thing that is done by brewers, wine-makers, vinegar-makers,
  2430. p. 174, line 13The cart of the carman, the omnibus, the ponderous dray,
  2431. p. 174, line 15Beef on the butcher's stall, the slaughter-house of the butcher, the butcher in his killing-clothes,
  2432. 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,
  2433. 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,
  2434. p. 174, line 18The men and the work of the men on ferries, railroads, coasters, fish-boats, canals;
  2435. p. 174, line 19The hourly routine of your own or any man's life, the shop, yard, store, or factory,
  2436. 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,)
  2437. p. 175, line 5In them the development good—in them all themes, hints, possibilities.
  2438. p. 175, line 10In things best known to you finding the best, or as good as the best,
  2439. p. 175, line 11In folks nearest to you finding the sweetest, strongest, lovingest,
  2440. p. 175, line 13Man in the first you see or touch, always in friend, brother, nighest neighbor—woman in mother, sister, wife,
  2441. p. 175, line 14The popular tastes and employments taking precedence in poems or anywhere,
  2442. p. 175, line 17When the psalm sings instead of the singer,
  2443. p. 175, line 18When the script preaches instead of the preacher,
  2444. p. 175, line 19When the pulpit descends and goes instead of the carver that carved the supporting desk,
  2445. p. 175, line 20When I can touch the body of books by night or by day, and when they touch my body back again,
  2446. p. 175, line 22When the minted gold in the vault smiles like the night-watchman's daughter,
  2447. p. 176, line 1A SONG of the rolling earth, and of words according,
  2448. p. 176, line 2Were you thinking that those were the words, those upright lines? those curves, angles, dots?
  2449. p. 176, line 3No, those are not the words, the substantial words are in the ground and sea,
  2450. p. 176, line 4They are in the air, they are in you.
  2451. p. 176, line 5Were you thinking that those were the words, those delicious sounds out of your friends' mouths?
  2452. p. 176, line 6No, the real words are more delicious than they.
  2453. p. 176, line 8(In the best poems re-appears the body, man's or woman's, well-shaped, natural, gay,
  2454. p. 176, line 9Every part able, active, receptive, without shame or the need of shame.)
  2455. p. 176, line 12Though it were told in the three thousand languages, what would air, soil, water, fire, know of my name?
  2456. p. 176, line 14The charms that go with the mere looks of some men and women, are sayings and meanings also.
  2457. p. 176, line 15The workmanship of souls is by those inaudible words of the earth,
  2458. p. 176, line 16The masters know the earth's words and use them more than audible words.
  2459. p. 176, line 17Amelioration is one of the earth's words,
  2460. p. 176, line 18The earth neither lags nor hastens,
  2461. p. 176, line 19It has all attributes, growths, effects, latent in itself from the jump,
  2462. p. 176, line 21The earth does not withhold, it is generous enough,
  2463. p. 176, line 22The truths of the earth continually wait, they are not so conceal'd either,
  2464. p. 177, line 9The earth does not argue,
  2465. p. 177, line 14Of all the powers, objects, states, it notifies, shuts none out.
  2466. p. 177, line 15The earth does not exhibit itself nor refuse to exhibit itself, possesses still underneath,
  2467. p. 177, line 16Underneath the ostensible sounds, the august chorus of heroes, the wail of slaves,
  2468. p. 177, line 17Persuasions of lovers, curses, gasps of the dying, laughter of young people, accents of bargainers,
  2469. p. 177, line 19To her children the words of the eloquent dumb great mother never fail,
  2470. p. 177, line 20The true words do not fail, for motion does not fail and reflection does not fail,
  2471. p. 177, line 21Also the day and night do not fail, and the voyage we pursue does not fail.
  2472. p. 177, line 22Of the interminable sisters,
  2473. p. 177, line 23Of the ceaseless cotillons of sisters,
  2474. p. 177, line 24Of the centripetal and centrifugal sisters, the elder and younger sisters,
  2475. p. 177, line 25The beautiful sister we know dances on with the rest.
  2476. p. 177, line 27With the fascinations of youth and the equal fascinations of age,
  2477. p. 177, line 28Sits she whom I too love like the rest, sits undisturb'd,
  2478. p. 177, line 29Holding up in her hand what has the character of a mirror, while her eyes glance back from it,
  2479. p. 178, line 2Duly the twenty-four appear in public every day,
  2480. p. 178, line 4Looking from no countenances of their own, but from the countenances of those who are with them,
  2481. p. 178, line 5From the countenances of children or women or the manly countenance,
  2482. p. 178, line 6From the open countenances of animals or from inanimate things,
  2483. p. 178, line 7From the landscape or waters or from the exquisite apparition of the sky,
  2484. p. 178, line 9Every day in public appearing without fail, but never twice with the same companions.
  2485. p. 178, line 10Embracing man, embracing all, proceed the three hundred and sixty-five resistlessly round the sun;
  2486. p. 178, line 11Embracing all, soothing, supporting, follow close three hundred and sixty-five offsets of the first, sure and necessary as they.
  2487. p. 178, line 14The soul's realization and determination still inheriting,
  2488. p. 178, line 15The fluid vacuum around and ahead still entering and dividing,
  2489. p. 178, line 19The divine ship sails the divine sea.
  2490. p. 178, line 21The divine ship sails the divine sea for you.
  2491. p. 178, line 22Whoever you are! you are he or she for whom the earth is solid and liquid,
  2492. p. 178, line 23You are he or she for whom the sun and moon hang in the sky,
  2493. p. 178, line 24For none more than you are the present and the past,
  2494. 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;
  2495. p. 178, line 29The song is to the singer, and comes back most to him,
  2496. p. 178, line 30The teaching is to the teacher, and comes back most to him,
  2497. p. 179, line 1The murder is to the murderer, and comes back most to him,
  2498. p. 179, line 2The theft is to the thief, and comes back most to him,
  2499. p. 179, line 3The love is to the lover, and comes back most to him,
  2500. p. 179, line 4The gift is to the giver, and comes back most to him—it cannot fail,
  2501. p. 179, line 5The oration is to the orator, the acting is to the actor and actress not to the audience,
  2502. p. 179, line 6And no man understands any greatness or goodness but his own, or the indication of his own.
  2503. p. 179, line 7I swear the earth shall surely be complete to him or her who shall be complete,
  2504. p. 179, line 8The earth remains jagged and broken only to him or her who remains jagged and broken.
  2505. p. 179, line 9I swear there is no greatness or power that does not emulate those of the earth,
  2506. p. 179, line 10There can be no theory of any account unless it corroborate the theory of the earth,
  2507. p. 179, line 11No politics, song, religion, behavior, or what not, is of account, unless it compare with the amplitude of the earth,
  2508. p. 179, line 12Unless it face the exactness, vitality, impartiality, rectitude of the earth.
  2509. p. 179, line 16All merges toward the presentation of the unspoken meanings of the earth,
  2510. p. 179, line 17Toward him who sings the songs of the body and of the truths of the earth,
  2511. p. 179, line 18Toward him who makes the dictionaries of words that print cannot touch.
  2512. p. 179, line 19I swear I see what is better than to tell the best,
  2513. p. 179, line 20It is always to leave the best untold.
  2514. p. 179, line 21When I undertake to tell the best I find I cannot,
  2515. p. 180, line 1The best of the earth cannot be told anyhow, all or any is best,
  2516. p. 180, line 3Things are not dismiss'd from the places they held before,
  2517. p. 180, line 4The earth is just as positive and direct as it was before,
  2518. p. 180, line 6But the soul is also real, it too is positive and direct,
  2519. p. 180, line 9These to echo the tones of souls and the phrases of souls,
  2520. p. 180, line 10(If they did not echo the phrases of souls what were they then?
  2521. p. 180, line 12I swear I will never henceforth have to do with the faith that tells the best,
  2522. p. 180, line 13I will have to do only with that faith that leaves the best untold.
  2523. p. 180, line 15Delve! mould! pile the words of the earth!
  2524. p. 180, line 18When the materials are all prepared and ready, the architects shall appear.
  2525. p. 180, line 19I swear to you the architects shall appear without fail,
  2526. p. 180, line 21The greatest among them shall be he who best knows you, and encloses all and is faithful to all,
  2527. p. 180, line 22He and the rest shall not forget you, they shall perceive that you are not an iota less than they,
  2528. p. 180, line 26Day full-blown and splendid—day of the immense sun, action, ambition, laughter,
  2529. p. 180, line 27The Night follows close with millions of suns, and sleep and restoring darkness.
  2530. p. 181, line 1COME said the Muse,
  2531. p. 181, line 3Sing me the universal.
  2532. p. 181, line 5Amid the measureless grossness and the slag,
  2533. p. 181, line 7Nestles the seed perfection.
  2534. p. 181, line 9None born but it is born, conceal'd or unconceal'd the seed is waiting.
  2535. p. 181, line 11As from tall peaks the modern overlooking,
  2536. p. 181, line 13Yet again, lo! the soul, above all science,
  2537. p. 181, line 14For it has history gather'd like husks around the globe,
  2538. p. 181, line 15For it the entire star-myriads roll through the sky.
  2539. p. 181, line 17(As a much-tacking ship upon the sea,)
  2540. p. 181, line 18For it the partial to the permanent flowing,
  2541. p. 181, line 19For it the real to the ideal tends.
  2542. p. 181, line 20For it the mystic evolution,
  2543. p. 181, line 21Not the right only justified, what we call evil also justified.
  2544. p. 181, line 23From the huge festering trunk, from craft and guile and tears,
  2545. p. 181, line 25Out of the bulk, the morbid and the shallow,
  2546. p. 181, line 26Out of the bad majority, the varied countless frauds of men and states,
  2547. p. 181, line 28Only the good is universal.
  2548. p. 182, line 1Over the mountain-growths disease and sorrow,
  2549. p. 182, line 3High in the purer, happier air.
  2550. p. 182, line 8To the mad Babel-din, the deafening orgies,
  2551. p. 182, line 10From some far shore the final chorus sounding.
  2552. p. 182, line 11O the blest eyes, the happy hearts,
  2553. p. 182, line 12That see, that know the guiding thread so fine,
  2554. p. 182, line 13Along the mighty labyrinth.
  2555. p. 182, line 15For the scheme's culmination, its thought and its reality,
  2556. p. 182, line 19To the ideal tendest.
  2557. p. 182, line 20The measur'd faiths of other lands, the grandeurs of the past,
  2558. p. 182, line 25Love like the light silently wrapping all,
  2559. p. 182, line 27The blossoms, fruits of ages, orchards divine and certain,
  2560. p. 183, line 2Nay but the lack of it the dream,
  2561. p. 183, line 4And all the world a dream.
  2562. p. 183, line 10We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,
  2563. p. 183, line 11We the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend,
  2564. p. 183, line 15Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping with the foremost,
  2565. p. 183, line 17Have the elder races halted?
  2566. p. 183, line 18Do they droop and end their lesson, wearied over there beyond the seas?
  2567. p. 183, line 19We take up the task eternal, and the burden and the lesson,
  2568. p. 183, line 21All the past we leave behind,
  2569. p. 183, line 23Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march,
  2570. p. 183, line 26Down the edges, through the passes, up the mountains steep,
  2571. p. 183, line 27Conquering, holding, daring, venturing as we go the unknown ways,
  2572. p. 183, line 30We the rivers stemming, vexing we and piercing deep the mines within,
  2573. p. 183, line 31We the surface broad surveying, we the virgin soil upheaving,
  2574. p. 184, line 2From the peaks gigantic, from the great sierras and the high plateaus,
  2575. p. 184, line 3From the mine and from the gully, from the hunting trail we come,
  2576. p. 184, line 6Central inland race are we, from Missouri, with the continental blood intervein'd,
  2577. p. 184, line 7All the hands of comrades clasping, all the Southern, all the Northern,
  2578. p. 184, line 13Raise the mighty mother mistress,
  2579. p. 184, line 14Waving high the delicate mistress, over all the starry mistress, (bend your heads all,)
  2580. p. 184, line 15Raise the fang'd and warlike mistress, stern, impassive, weapon'd mistress,
  2581. p. 184, line 21On and on the compact ranks,
  2582. p. 184, line 22With accessions ever waiting, with the places of the dead quickly fill'd,
  2583. p. 184, line 23Through the battle, through defeat, moving yet and never stopping,
  2584. p. 184, line 26Are there some of us to droop and die? has the hour come?
  2585. p. 184, line 27Then upon the march we fittest die, soon and sure the gap is fill'd,
  2586. p. 184, line 29All the pulses of the world,
  2587. p. 184, line 30Falling in they beat for us, with the Western movement beat,
  2588. p. 184, line 31Holding single or together, steady moving to the front, all for us,
  2589. p. 185, line 2All the forms and shows, all the workmen at their work,
  2590. p. 185, line 3All the seamen and the landsmen, all the masters with their slaves,
  2591. p. 185, line 5All the hapless silent lovers,
  2592. p. 185, line 6All the prisoners in the prisons, all the righteous and the wicked,
  2593. p. 185, line 7All the joyous, all the sorrowing, all the living, all the dying,
  2594. p. 185, line 11Through these shores amid the shadows, with the apparitions pressing,
  2595. p. 185, line 13Lo, the darting bowling orb!
  2596. p. 185, line 14Lo, the brother orbs around, all the clustering suns and planets,
  2597. p. 185, line 15All the dazzling days, all the mystic nights with dreams,
  2598. p. 185, line 18All for primal needed work, while the followers there in embryo wait behind,
  2599. p. 185, line 19We to-day's procession heading, we the route for travel clearing,
  2600. p. 185, line 21O you daughters of the West!
  2601. p. 185, line 25Minstrels latent on the prairies!
  2602. p. 185, line 30Not the cushion and the slipper, not the peaceful and the studious,
  2603. p. 185, line 31Not the riches safe and palling, not for us the tame enjoyment,
  2604. p. 185, line 33Do the feasters gluttonous feast?
  2605. p. 185, line 34Do the corpulent sleepers sleep? have they lock'd and bolted doors?
  2606. p. 185, line 35Still be ours the diet hard, and the blanket on the ground,
  2607. p. 186, line 1Has the night descended?
  2608. p. 186, line 2Was the road of late so toilsome? did we stop discouraged nodding on our way?
  2609. p. 186, line 6Far, far off the daybreak call—hark! how loud and clear I hear it wind,
  2610. p. 186, line 7Swift! to the head of the army!—swift! spring to your places,
  2611. p. 186, line 9WHOEVER you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams,
  2612. p. 186, line 13They stand forth out of affairs, out of commerce, shops, work, farms, clothes, the house, buying, selling, eating, drinking, suffering, dying.
  2613. p. 186, line 20I will leave all and come and make the hymns of you,
  2614. p. 187, line 1Painters have painted their swarming groups and the centre-figure of all,
  2615. p. 187, line 2From the head of the centre-figure spreading a nimbus of gold-color'd light,
  2616. p. 187, line 4From my hand from the brain of every man and woman it streams, effulgently flowing forever.
  2617. p. 187, line 7Your eyelids have been the same as closed most of the time,
  2618. p. 187, line 10The mockeries are not you,
  2619. p. 187, line 13Silence, the desk, the flippant expression, the night, the accustom'd routine, if these conceal you from others or from yourself, they do not conceal you from me,
  2620. p. 187, line 14The shaved face, the unsteady eye, the impure complexion, if these balk others they do not balk me,
  2621. p. 187, line 15The pert apparel, the deform'd attitude, drunkenness, greed, premature death, all these I part aside.
  2622. p. 187, line 20As for me, I give nothing to any one except I give the like carefully to you,
  2623. 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.
  2624. p. 187, line 23These shows of the East and West are tame compared to you,
  2625. p. 188, line 3The hopples fall from your ankles, you find an unfailing sufficiency,
  2626. p. 188, line 4Old or young, male or female, rude, low, rejected by the rest, whatever you are promulges itself,
  2627. p. 188, line 5Through birth, life, death, burial, the means are provided, nothing is scanted,
  2628. p. 188, line 8A harsh discordant natal scream out-sounding, to touch the mother's heart closer than any yet.
  2629. p. 188, line 9I walk'd the shores of my Eastern sea,
  2630. p. 188, line 10Heard over the waves the little voice,
  2631. p. 188, line 11Saw the divine infant where she woke mournfully wailing, amid the roar of cannon, curses, shouts, crash of falling buildings,
  2632. p. 188, line 12Was not so sick from the blood in the gutters running, nor from the single corpses, nor those in heaps, nor those borne away in the tumbrils,
  2633. p. 188, line 13Was not so desperate at the battues of death—was not so shock'd at the repeated fusillades of the guns.
  2634. p. 188, line 16Could I wish the people made of wood and stone?
  2635. p. 188, line 19Here too the blaze, the grape-shot and the axe, in reserve, to fetch them out in case of need,
  2636. p. 188, line 23Hence I sign this salute over the sea,
  2637. p. 189, line 1But remember the little voice that I heard wailing, and wait with perfect trust, no matter how long,
  2638. p. 189, line 2And from to-day sad and cogent I maintain the bequeath'd cause, as for all lands,
  2639. p. 189, line 6O I hear already the bustle of instruments, they will soon be drowning all that would interrupt them,
  2640. p. 189, line 7O I think the east wind brings a triumphal and free march,
  2641. p. 189, line 12To stand the cold or heat, to take good aim with a gun, to sail a boat, to manage horses, to beget superb children,
  2642. p. 189, line 17But for the fibre of things and for inherent men and women.
  2643. 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.
  2644. p. 189, line 21Let others promulge the laws, I will make no account of the laws,
  2645. p. 189, line 23I praise no eminent man, I rebuke to his face the one that was thought most worthy.
  2646. p. 190, line 6(Shall I give the heart's action as a duty?)
  2647. p. 190, line 10I call to the world to distrust the accounts of my friends, but listen to my enemies, as I myself do,
  2648. p. 190, line 16I henceforth tread the world chaste, temperate, an early riser, a steady grower,
  2649. p. 190, line 17Every hour the semen of centuries, and still of centuries.
  2650. p. 190, line 18I must follow up these continual lessons of the air, water, earth,
  2651. p. 190, line 22I would sing your contest for the 19th Presidentiad,
  2652. p. 190, line 23I would sing how an old man, tall, with white hair, mounted the scaffold in Virginia,
  2653. p. 190, line 25I stood very near you old man when cool and indifferent, but trembling with age and your unheal'd wounds you mounted the scaffold;)
  2654. p. 191, line 1I would sing in my copious song your census returns of the States,
  2655. p. 191, line 2The tables of population and products, I would sing of your ships and their cargoes,
  2656. p. 191, line 3The proud black ships of Manhattan arriving, some fill'd with immigrants, some from the isthmus with cargoes of gold,
  2657. p. 191, line 7There in the crowds stood I, and singled you out with attachment;)
  2658. p. 191, line 8Nor forget I to sing of the wonder, the ship as she swam up my bay,
  2659. p. 191, line 9Well-shaped and stately the Great Eastern swam up my bay, she was 600 feet long,
  2660. p. 191, line 11Nor the comet that came unannounced out of the north flaring in heaven,
  2661. p. 191, line 12Nor the strange huge meteor-procession dazzling and clear shooting over our heads,
  2662. p. 191, line 14Then departed, dropt in the night, and was gone;)
  2663. p. 191, line 21With my fathers and mothers and the accumulations of past ages,
  2664. p. 191, line 24With the Kelt, the Scandinavian, the Alb and the Saxon,
  2665. p. 192, line 2With the poet, the skald, the saga, the myth, and the oracle,
  2666. p. 192, line 3With the sale of slaves, with enthusiasts, with the troubadour, the crusader, and the monk,
  2667. p. 192, line 5With the fading kingdoms and kings over there,
  2668. p. 192, line 6With the fading religions and priests,
  2669. p. 192, line 7With the small shores we look back to from our own large and present shores,
  2670. p. 192, line 11O but it is not the years—it is I, it is You,
  2671. p. 192, line 13We are the skald, the oracle, the monk and the knight, we easily include them and more,
  2672. p. 192, line 16The very sun swings itself and its system of planets around us,
  2673. p. 192, line 19I have the idea of all, and am all and believe in all,
  2674. p. 192, line 21(Have I forgotten any part? any thing in the past?
  2675. p. 192, line 23I respect Assyria, China, Teutonia, and the Hebrews,
  2676. p. 192, line 25I see that the old accounts, bibles, genealogies, are true, without exception,
  2677. p. 193, line 1In the name of these States and in your and my name, the Past,
  2678. p. 193, line 2And in the name of these States and in your and my name, the Present time.
  2679. p. 193, line 3I know that the past was great and the future will be great,
  2680. p. 193, line 4And I know that both curiously conjoint in the present time,
  2681. p. 193, line 5(For the sake of him I typify, for the common average man's sake, your sake if you are he,)
  2682. p. 193, line 6And that where I am or you are this present day, there is the centre of all days, all races,
  2683. p. 193, line 7And there is the meaning to us of all that has ever come of races and days, or ever will come.
  2684. p. 193, line 8OVER the Western sea hither from Niphon come,
  2685. p. 193, line 9Courteous, the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys,
  2686. p. 193, line 13In the procession along with the nobles of Niphon, the errand-bearers,
  2687. p. 193, line 14Bringing up the rear, hovering above, around, or in the ranks marching,
  2688. p. 193, line 17When the thunder-cracking guns arouse me with the proud roar I love,
  2689. p. 193, line 18When the round-mouth'd guns out of the smoke and smell I love spit their salutes,
  2690. p. 193, line 19When the fire-flashing guns have fully alerted me, and heaven-clouds canopy my city with a delicate thin haze,
  2691. p. 193, line 20When gorgeous the countless straight stems, the forests at the wharves, thicken with colors,
  2692. p. 193, line 21When every ship richly drest carries her flag at the peak,
  2693. p. 193, line 22When pennants trail and street-festoons hang from the windows,
  2694. p. 194, line 1When Broadway is entirely given up to foot-passengers and foot-standers, when the mass is densest,
  2695. p. 194, line 2When the façades of the houses are alive with people, when eyes gaze riveted tens of thousands at a time,
  2696. p. 194, line 3When the guests from the islands advance, when the pageant moves forward visible,
  2697. p. 194, line 4When the summons is made, when the answer that waited thousands of years answers,
  2698. p. 194, line 5I too arising, answering, descend to the pavements, merge with the crowd, and gaze with them.
  2699. p. 194, line 7Comrade Americanos! to us, then at last the Orient comes.
  2700. p. 194, line 9Where our tall-topt marble and iron beauties range on opposite sides, to walk in the space between,
  2701. p. 194, line 11The Originatress comes,
  2702. p. 194, line 12The nest of languages, the bequeather of poems, the race of eld,
  2703. p. 194, line 16The race of Brahma comes.
  2704. p. 194, line 17See my cantabile! these and more are flashing to us from the procession,
  2705. p. 194, line 19For not the envoys nor the tann'd Japanee from his island only,
  2706. p. 194, line 20Lithe and silent the Hindoo appears, the Asiatic continent itself appears, the past, the dead,
  2707. p. 194, line 21The murky night-morning of wonder and fable inscrutable,
  2708. p. 194, line 22The envelop'd mysteries, the old and unknown hive-bees,
  2709. p. 194, line 23The north, the sweltering south, eastern Assyria, the Hebrews, the ancient of ancients,
  2710. p. 194, line 24Vast desolated cities, the gliding present, all of these and more are in the pageant-procession.
  2711. p. 194, line 25Geography, the world, is in it,
  2712. p. 194, line 26The Great Sea, the brood of islands, Polynesia, the coast beyond,
  2713. p. 194, line 27The coast you henceforth are facing—you Libertad! from your Western golden shores,
  2714. p. 195, line 1The countries there with their populations, the millions en-masse are curiously here,
  2715. p. 195, line 2The swarming market-places, the temples with idols ranged along the sides or at the end, bonze, brahmin, and llama,
  2716. p. 195, line 4The singing-girl and the dancing-girl, the ecstatic persons, the secluded emperors,
  2717. p. 195, line 5Confucius himself, the great poets and heroes, the warriors, the castes, all,
  2718. p. 195, line 6Trooping up, crowding from all directions, from the Altay mountains,
  2719. p. 195, line 7From Thibet, from the four winding and far-flowing rivers of China,
  2720. p. 195, line 8From the southern peninsulas and the demi-continental islands, from Malaysia,
  2721. p. 195, line 12For I too raising my voice join the ranks of this pageant,
  2722. p. 195, line 13I am the chanter, I chant aloud over the pageant,
  2723. p. 195, line 14I chant the world on my Western sea,
  2724. p. 195, line 15I chant copious the islands beyond, thick as stars in the sky,
  2725. p. 195, line 16I chant the new empire grander than any before, as in a vision it comes to me,
  2726. p. 195, line 17I chant America the mistress, I chant a greater supremacy,
  2727. p. 195, line 19My sail-ships and steam-ships threading the archipelagoes,
  2728. p. 195, line 20My stars and stripes fluttering in the wind,
  2729. p. 195, line 21Commerce opening, the sleep of ages having done its work, races reborn, refresh'd,
  2730. p. 195, line 22Lives, works resumed—the object I know not—but the old, the Asiatic renew'd as it must be,
  2731. p. 195, line 23Commencing from this day surrounded by the world.
  2732. p. 195, line 24And you Libertad of the world!
  2733. p. 195, line 25You shall sit in the middle well-pois'd thousands and thousands of years,
  2734. p. 195, line 26As to-day from one side the nobles of Asia come to you,
  2735. p. 195, line 27As to-morrow from the other side the queen of England sends her eldest son to you.
  2736. p. 196, line 1The sign is reversing, the orb is enclosed,
  2737. p. 196, line 2The ring is circled, the journey is done,
  2738. p. 196, line 3The box-lid is but perceptibly open'd, nevertheless the perfume pours copiously out of the whole box.
  2739. p. 196, line 4Young Libertad! with the venerable Asia, the all-mother,
  2740. p. 196, line 6Bend your proud neck to the long-off mother now sending messages over the archipelagoes to you,
  2741. p. 196, line 8Were the children straying westward so long? so wide the tramping?
  2742. p. 196, line 9Were the precedent dim ages debouching westward from Paradise so long?
  2743. p. 196, line 10Were the centuries steadily footing it that way, all the while unknown, for you, for reasons?
  2744. p. 196, line 11They are justified, they are accomplish'd, they shall now be turn'd the other way also, to travel toward you thence,
  2745. p. 196, line 13OUT of the cradle endlessly rocking,
  2746. p. 196, line 14Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle,
  2747. p. 196, line 15Out of the Ninth-month midnight,
  2748. p. 196, line 16Over the sterile sands and the fields beyond, where the child leaving his bed wander'd alone, bareheaded, barefoot,
  2749. p. 196, line 17Down from the shower'd halo,
  2750. p. 196, line 18Up from the mystic play of shadows twining and twisting as if they were alive,
  2751. p. 196, line 19Out from the patches of briers and blackberries,
  2752. p. 196, line 20From the memories of the bird that chanted to me,
  2753. p. 196, line 21From your memories sad brother, from the fitful risings and fallings I heard,
  2754. p. 197, line 1From those beginning notes of yearning and love there in the mist,
  2755. p. 197, line 2From the thousand responses of my heart never to cease,
  2756. p. 197, line 3From the myriad thence-arous'd words,
  2757. p. 197, line 4From the word stronger and more delicious than any,
  2758. p. 197, line 5From such as now they start the scene revisiting,
  2759. p. 197, line 9Throwing myself on the sand, confronting the waves,
  2760. p. 197, line 14When the lilac-scent was in the air and Fifth-month grass was growing,
  2761. p. 197, line 18And every day the he-bird to and fro near at hand,
  2762. p. 197, line 19And every day the she-bird crouch'd on her nest, silent, with bright eyes,
  2763. p. 197, line 33One forenoon the she-bird crouch'd not on the nest,
  2764. p. 197, line 34Nor return'd that afternoon, nor the next,
  2765. p. 197, line 36And thenceforward all summer in the sound of the sea,
  2766. p. 197, line 37And at night under the full of the moon in calmer weather,
  2767. p. 198, line 1Over the hoarse surging of the sea,
  2768. p. 198, line 3I saw, I heard at intervals the remaining one, the he-bird,
  2769. p. 198, line 4The solitary guest from Alabama.
  2770. p. 198, line 8Yes, when the stars glisten'd,
  2771. p. 198, line 9All night long on the prong of a moss-scallop'd stake,
  2772. p. 198, line 10Down almost amid the slapping waves,
  2773. p. 198, line 11Sat the lone singer wonderful causing tears.
  2774. p. 198, line 13He pour'd forth the meanings which I of all men know.
  2775. p. 198, line 15The rest might not, but I have treasur'd every note,
  2776. p. 198, line 16For more than once dimly down to the beach gliding,
  2777. p. 198, line 17Silent, avoiding the moonbeams, blending myself with the shadows,
  2778. p. 198, line 18Recalling now the obscure shapes, the echoes, the sounds and sights after their sorts,
  2779. p. 198, line 19The white arms out in the breakers tirelessly tossing,
  2780. p. 198, line 20I, with bare feet, a child, the wind wafting my hair,
  2781. p. 198, line 22Listen'd to keep, to sing, now translating the notes,
  2782. p. 198, line 25Close on its wave soothes the wave behind,
  2783. p. 198, line 28Low hangs the moon, it rose late,
  2784. p. 198, line 30O madly the sea pushes upon the land,
  2785. p. 198, line 32O night! do I not see my love fluttering out among the breakers?
  2786. p. 198, line 33What is that little black thing I see there in the white?
  2787. p. 199, line 1High and clear I shoot my voice over the waves,
  2788. p. 199, line 6O it is the shape, the shape of my mate!
  2789. p. 199, line 12Perhaps the one I want so much will rise, will rise with some of you.
  2790. p. 199, line 14Sound clearer through the atmosphere!
  2791. p. 199, line 15Pierce the woods, the earth,
  2792. p. 199, line 16Somewhere listening to catch you must be the one I want.
  2793. p. 199, line 18Solitary here, the night's carols!
  2794. p. 199, line 21O under that moon where she droops almost down into the sea!
  2795. p. 199, line 34That is the whistle of the wind, it is not my voice,
  2796. p. 200, line 1That is the fluttering, the fluttering of the spray,
  2797. p. 200, line 2Those are the shadows of leaves.
  2798. p. 200, line 5O brown halo in the sky near the moon, drooping upon the sea!
  2799. p. 200, line 6O troubled reflection in the sea!
  2800. p. 200, line 8And I singing uselessly, uselessly all the night.
  2801. p. 200, line 10In the air, in the woods, over fields,
  2802. p. 200, line 14The aria sinking,
  2803. p. 200, line 15All else continuing, the stars shining,
  2804. p. 200, line 16The winds blowing, the notes of the bird continuous echoing,
  2805. p. 200, line 17With angry moans the fierce old mother incessantly moaning,
  2806. p. 200, line 18On the sands of Paumanok's shore gray and rustling,
  2807. p. 200, line 19The yellow half-moon enlarged, sagging down, drooping, the face of the sea almost touching,
  2808. p. 200, line 20The boy ecstatic, with his bare feet the waves, with his hair the atmosphere dallying,
  2809. p. 200, line 21The love in the heart long pent, now loose, now at last tumultuously bursting,
  2810. p. 200, line 22The aria's meaning, the ears, the soul, swiftly depositing,
  2811. p. 200, line 23The strange tears down the cheeks coursing,
  2812. p. 200, line 24The colloquy there, the trio, each uttering,
  2813. p. 200, line 25The undertone, the savage old mother incessantly crying,
  2814. p. 200, line 26To the boy's soul's questions sullenly timing, some drown'd secret hissing,
  2815. p. 200, line 27To the outsetting bard.
  2816. p. 200, line 28Demon or bird! (said the boy's soul,)
  2817. p. 201, line 3Never more shall I escape, never more the reverberations,
  2818. p. 201, line 4Never more the cries of unsatisfied love be absent from me,
  2819. p. 201, line 5Never again leave me to be the peaceful child I was before what there in the night,
  2820. p. 201, line 6By the sea under the yellow and sagging moon,
  2821. p. 201, line 7The messenger there arous'd, the fire, the sweet hell within,
  2822. p. 201, line 8The unknown want, the destiny of me.
  2823. p. 201, line 9O give me the clew! (it lurks in the night here somewhere,)
  2824. p. 201, line 12The word final, superior to all,
  2825. p. 201, line 14Are you whispering it, and have been all the time, you sea-waves?
  2826. p. 201, line 16Whereto answering, the sea,
  2827. p. 201, line 18Whisper'd me through the night, and very plainly before daybreak,
  2828. p. 201, line 19Lisp'd to me the low and delicious word death,
  2829. p. 201, line 21Hissing melodious, neither like the bird nor like my arous'd child's heart,
  2830. p. 201, line 26But fuse the song of my dusky demon and brother,
  2831. p. 201, line 27That he sang to me in the moonlight on Paumanok's gray beach,
  2832. p. 201, line 28With the thousand responsive songs at random,
  2833. p. 201, line 30And with them the key, the word up from the waves,
  2834. p. 201, line 31The word of the sweetest song and all songs,
  2835. p. 201, line 33(Or like some old crone rocking the cradle, swathed in sweet garments, bending aside,)
  2836. p. 201, line 34The sea whisper'd me.
  2837. p. 202, line 1AS I ebb'd with the ocean of life,
  2838. p. 202, line 2As I wended the shores I know,
  2839. p. 202, line 3As I walk'd where the ripples continually wash you Paumanok,
  2840. p. 202, line 5Where the fierce old mother endlessly cries for her castaways,
  2841. p. 202, line 6I musing late in the autumn day, gazing off southward,
  2842. p. 202, line 7Held by this electric self out of the pride of which I utter poems,
  2843. p. 202, line 8Was seiz'd by the spirit that trails in the lines underfoot,
  2844. p. 202, line 9The rim, the sediment that stands for all the water and all the land of the globe.
  2845. p. 202, line 10Fascinated, my eyes reverting from the south, dropt, to follow those slender windrows,
  2846. p. 202, line 11Chaff, straw, splinters of wood, weeds, and the sea-gluten,
  2847. p. 202, line 12Scum, scales from shining rocks, leaves of salt-lettuce, left by the tide,
  2848. p. 202, line 13Miles walking, the sound of breaking waves the other side of me,
  2849. p. 202, line 14Paumanok there and then as I thought the old thought of likenesses,
  2850. p. 202, line 16As I wended the shores I know,
  2851. p. 202, line 18As I wend to the shores I know not,
  2852. p. 202, line 19As I list to the dirge, the voices of men and women wreck'd,
  2853. p. 202, line 20As I inhale the impalpable breezes that set in upon me,
  2854. p. 202, line 21As the ocean so mysterious rolls toward me closer and closer,
  2855. p. 202, line 22I too but signify at the utmost a little wash'd-up drift,
  2856. p. 202, line 24Gather, and merge myself as part of the sands and drift.
  2857. p. 202, line 25O baffled, balk'd, bent to the very earth,
  2858. p. 202, line 27Aware now that amid all that blab whose echoes recoil upon me I have not once had the least idea who or what I am,
  2859. p. 202, line 28But that before all my arrogant poems the real Me stands yet untouch'd, untold, altogether unreach'd,
  2860. p. 202, line 31Pointing in silence to these songs, and then to the sand beneath.
  2861. p. 203, line 2Nature here in sight of the sea taking advantage of me to dart upon me and sting me,
  2862. p. 203, line 11I too have bubbled up, floated the measureless float, and been wash'd on your shores,
  2863. p. 203, line 19Breathe to me while I hold you close the secret of the murmuring I envy.
  2864. p. 203, line 20Ebb, ocean of life, (the flow will return,)
  2865. p. 203, line 28(See, from my dead lips the ooze exuding at last,
  2866. p. 204, line 1See, the prismatic colors glistening and rolling,)
  2867. p. 204, line 4From the storm, the long calm, the darkness, the swell,
  2868. p. 204, line 9Just as much whence we come that blare of the cloud-trumpets,
  2869. p. 204, line 14In the night, in solitude, tears,
  2870. p. 204, line 15On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand,
  2871. p. 204, line 17Moist tears from the eyes of a muffled head;
  2872. p. 204, line 18O who is that ghost? that form in the dark, with tears?
  2873. p. 204, line 19What shapeless lump is that, bent, crouch'd there on the sand?
  2874. p. 204, line 21O storm, embodied, rising, careering with swift steps along the beach!
  2875. p. 204, line 24But away at night as you fly, none looking—O then the unloosen'd ocean,
  2876. p. 204, line 26THOU who hast slept all night upon the storm,
  2877. p. 204, line 28(Burst the wild storm? above it thou ascended'st,
  2878. p. 204, line 29And rested on the sky, thy slave that cradled thee,)
  2879. p. 204, line 31As to the light emerging here on deck I watch thee,
  2880. p. 204, line 32(Myself a speck, a point on the world's floating vast.)
  2881. p. 205, line 2After the night's fierce drifts have strewn the shore with wrecks,
  2882. p. 205, line 4The rosy and elastic dawn, the flashing sun,
  2883. p. 205, line 5The limpid spread of air cerulean,
  2884. p. 205, line 7Thou born to match the gale, (thou art all wings,)
  2885. p. 205, line 12That sport'st amid the lightning-flash and thunder-cloud,
  2886. p. 205, line 18An ocean-bell—O a warning bell, rock'd by the waves.
  2887. p. 205, line 19O you give good notice indeed, you bell by the sea-reefs ringing,
  2888. p. 205, line 20Ringing, ringing, to warn the ship from its wreck-place.
  2889. p. 205, line 21For as on the alert O steersman, you mind the loud admonition,
  2890. p. 205, line 22The bows turn, the freighted ship tacking speeds away under her gray sails,
  2891. p. 205, line 23The beautiful and noble ship with all her precious wealth speeds away gayly and safe.
  2892. p. 205, line 24But O the ship, the immortal ship! O ship aboard the ship!
  2893. p. 205, line 25Ship of the body, ship of the soul, voyaging, voyaging, voyaging.
  2894. p. 205, line 26ON the beach at night,
  2895. p. 205, line 28Watching the east, the autumn sky.
  2896. p. 205, line 29Up through the darkness,
  2897. p. 206, line 1While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black masses spreading,
  2898. p. 206, line 2Lower sullen and fast athwart and down the sky,
  2899. p. 206, line 3Amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet left in the east,
  2900. p. 206, line 4Ascends large and calm the lord-star Jupiter,
  2901. p. 206, line 6Swim the delicate sisters the Pleiades.
  2902. p. 206, line 7From the beach the child holding the hand of her father,
  2903. p. 206, line 13The ravening clouds shall not long be victorious,
  2904. p. 206, line 14They shall not long possess the sky, they devour the stars only in apparition,
  2905. p. 206, line 15Jupiter shall emerge, be patient, watch again another night, the Pleiades shall emerge,
  2906. p. 206, line 17The great stars and the little ones shall shine out again, they endure,
  2907. p. 206, line 18The vast immortal suns and the long-enduring pensive moons shall again shine.
  2908. p. 206, line 20Considerest thou alone the burial of the stars?
  2909. p. 206, line 23I give thee the first suggestion, the problem and indirection,)
  2910. p. 206, line 24Something there is more immortal even than the stars,
  2911. p. 206, line 25(Many the burials, many the days and nights, passing away,)
  2912. p. 206, line 28Or the radiant sisters the Pleiades.
  2913. p. 206, line 29THE world below the brine,
  2914. p. 206, line 30Forests at the bottom of the sea, the branches and leaves,
  2915. p. 206, line 31Sea-lettuce, vast lichens, strange flowers and seeds, the thick tangle, openings, and pink turf,
  2916. p. 207, line 1Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold, the play of light through the water,
  2917. p. 207, line 2Dumb swimmers there among the rocks, coral, gluten, grass, rushes, and the aliment of the swimmers,
  2918. p. 207, line 3Sluggish existences grazing there suspended, or slowly crawling close to the bottom,
  2919. p. 207, line 4The sperm-whale at the surface blowing air and spray, or disporting with his flukes,
  2920. p. 207, line 5The leaden-eyed shark, the walrus, the turtle, the hairy sea-leopard, and the sting-ray,
  2921. p. 207, line 7The change thence to the sight here, and to the subtle air breathed by beings like us who walk this sphere,
  2922. p. 207, line 8The change onward from ours to that of beings who walk other spheres.
  2923. p. 207, line 9ON the beach at night alone,
  2924. p. 207, line 10As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song,
  2925. p. 207, line 11As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future.
  2926. p. 207, line 17All gaseous, watery, vegetable, mineral processes, the fishes, the brutes,
  2927. p. 207, line 20All lives and deaths, all of the past, present, future,
  2928. p. 207, line 24Of ships sailing the seas, each with its special flag or ship-signal,
  2929. p. 208, line 1Of unnamed heroes in the ships—of waves spreading and spreading far as the eye can reach,
  2930. p. 208, line 2Of dashing spray, and the winds piping and blowing,
  2931. p. 208, line 3And out of these a chant for the sailors of all nations,
  2932. p. 208, line 5Of sea-captains young or old, and the mates, and of all intrepid sailors,
  2933. p. 208, line 6Of the few, very choice, taciturn, whom fate can never surprise nor death dismay,
  2934. p. 208, line 8Thou sea that pickest and cullest the race in time, and unitest nations,
  2935. p. 208, line 11(Ever the heroes on water or on land, by ones or twos appearing,
  2936. p. 208, line 12Ever the stock preserv'd and never lost, though rare, enough for seed preserv'd.)
  2937. p. 208, line 14Flaunt out visible as ever the various ship-signals!
  2938. p. 208, line 15But do you reserve especially for yourself and for the soul of man one flag above all the rest,
  2939. p. 208, line 22WILD, wild the storm, and the sea high running,
  2940. p. 208, line 23Steady the roar of the gale, with incessant undertone muttering,
  2941. p. 208, line 26Out in the shadows there milk-white combs careering,
  2942. p. 208, line 28Where through the murk the easterly death-wind breasting,
  2943. p. 208, line 30(That in the distance! is that a wreck? is the red signal flaring?)
  2944. p. 209, line 1Slush and sand of the beach tireless till daylight wending,
  2945. p. 209, line 3Along the midnight edge by those milk-white combs careering,
  2946. p. 209, line 4A group of dim, weird forms, struggling, the night confronting,
  2947. p. 209, line 6AFTER the sea-ship, after the whistling winds,
  2948. p. 209, line 7After the white-gray sails taut to their spars and ropes,
  2949. p. 209, line 9Tending in ceaseless flow toward the track of the ship,
  2950. p. 209, line 10Waves of the ocean bubbling and gurgling, blithely prying,
  2951. p. 209, line 13Where the great vessel sailing and tacking displaced the surface,
  2952. p. 209, line 14Larger and smaller waves in the spread of the ocean yearnfully flowing,
  2953. p. 209, line 15The wake of the sea-ship after she passes, flashing and frolicsome under the sun,
  2954. p. 209, line 17Following the stately and rapid ship, in the wake following.
  2955. p. 209, line 19Here's a good place at the corner, I must stand and see the show.
  2956. p. 209, line 20Clear the way there Jonathan!
  2957. p. 209, line 21Way for the President's marshal—way for the government cannon!
  2958. p. 209, line 22Way for the Federal foot and dragoons, (and the apparitions copiously tumbling.)
  2959. p. 209, line 23I love to look on the Stars and Stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
  2960. p. 210, line 1How bright shine the cutlasses of the foremost troops!
  2961. p. 210, line 3A fog follows, antiques of the same come limping,
  2962. p. 210, line 5Why this is indeed a show—it has called the dead out of the earth!
  2963. p. 210, line 6The old graveyards of the hills have hurried to see!
  2964. p. 210, line 11Does the ague convulse your limbs? do you mistake your crutches for firelocks and level them?
  2965. p. 210, line 12If you blind your eyes with tears you will not see the President's marshal,
  2966. p. 210, line 13If you groan such groans you might balk the government cannon.
  2967. p. 210, line 15Here gape your great grandsons, their wives gaze at them from the windows,
  2968. p. 210, line 18Is this hour with the living too dead for you?
  2969. p. 210, line 20To your graves—back—back to the hills old limpers!
  2970. p. 210, line 23I will whisper it to the Mayor, he shall send a committee to England,
  2971. p. 210, line 24They shall get a grant from the Parliament, go with a cart to the royal vault,
  2972. p. 210, line 25Dig out King George's coffin, unwrap him quick from the graveclothes, box up his bones for a journey,
  2973. p. 211, line 3Now call for the President's marshal again, bring out the government cannon,
  2974. p. 211, line 4Fetch home the roarers from Congress, make another procession, guard it with foot and dragoons.
  2975. p. 211, line 6Look, all orderly citizens—look from the windows, women!
  2976. p. 211, line 7The committee open the box, set up the regal ribs, glue those that will not stay,
  2977. p. 211, line 8Clap the skull on top of the ribs, and clap a crown on top of the skull.
  2978. p. 211, line 9You have got your revenge, old buster—the crown is come to its own, and more than its own.
  2979. p. 211, line 12SUDDENLY out of its stale and drowsy lair, the lair of slaves,
  2980. p. 211, line 14Its feet upon the ashes and the rags, its hands tight to the throats of kings.
  2981. p. 211, line 19And you, paid to defile the People—you liars, mark!
  2982. p. 211, line 21For court thieving in its manifold mean forms, worming from his simplicity the poor man's wages,
  2983. p. 211, line 22For many a promise sworn by royal lips and broken and laugh'd at in the breaking,
  2984. p. 212, line 1Then in their power not for all these did the blows strike revenge, or the heads of the nobles fall;
  2985. p. 212, line 2The People scorn'd the ferocity of kings.
  2986. p. 212, line 3But the sweetness of mercy brew'd bitter destruction, and the frighten'd monarchs come back,
  2987. p. 212, line 7Vague as the night, draped interminably, head, front and form, in scarlet folds,
  2988. p. 212, line 9Out of its robes only this, the red robes lifted by the arm,
  2989. p. 212, line 10One finger crook'd pointed high over the top, like the head of a snake appears.
  2990. p. 212, line 12The rope of the gibbet hangs heavily, the bullets of princes are flying, the creatures of power laugh aloud,
  2991. p. 212, line 15Those martyrs that hang from the gibbets, those hearts pierc'd by the gray lead,
  2992. p. 212, line 20Not a grave of the murder'd for freedom but grows seed for freedom, in its turn to bear seed,
  2993. p. 212, line 21Which the winds carry afar and re-sow, and the rains and the snows nourish.
  2994. p. 212, line 22Not a disembodied spirit can the weapons of tyrants let loose,
  2995. p. 212, line 23But it stalks invisibly over the earth, whispering, counseling, cautioning.
  2996. p. 212, line 25Is the house shut? is the master away?
  2997. p. 213, line 16Thou, thou, the Ideal Man,
  2998. p. 213, line 21Opener and usher to the heavenly mansion,
  2999. p. 213, line 24(To break the stagnant tie—thee, thee to free, O soul,)
  3000. p. 213, line 26All great ideas, the races' aspirations,
  3001. p. 214, line 2The ones known, and the ones unknown, the ones on the stars,
  3002. p. 214, line 3The stars themselves, some shaped, others unshaped,
  3003. p. 214, line 4Wonders as of those countries, the soil, trees, cities, inhabitants, whatever they may be,
  3004. p. 214, line 5Splendid suns, the moons and rings, the countless combinations and effects,
  3005. p. 214, line 7That containing the start of each and all, the virtue, the germs of all.
  3006. 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,
  3007. p. 214, line 10(But I see the road continued, and the journey ever continued;)
  3008. p. 214, line 13WHEN I heard the learn'd astronomer,
  3009. p. 214, line 14When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
  3010. p. 214, line 15When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
  3011. p. 214, line 16When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
  3012. p. 214, line 19In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
  3013. p. 214, line 20Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.
  3014. p. 214, line 21ONLY themselves understand themselves and the like of themselves,
  3015. p. 215, line 1O ME! O life! of the questions of these recurring,
  3016. p. 215, line 2Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the foolish,
  3017. p. 215, line 4Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew'd,
  3018. p. 215, line 5Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
  3019. p. 215, line 6Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
  3020. p. 215, line 7The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
  3021. p. 215, line 9That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
  3022. 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,
  3023. p. 215, line 14I SIT and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all oppression and shame,
  3024. p. 215, line 16I see in low life the mother misused by her children, dying, neglected, gaunt, desperate,
  3025. p. 215, line 17I see the wife misused by her husband, I see the treacherous seducer of young women,
  3026. p. 215, line 18I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love attempted to be hid, I see these sights on the earth,
  3027. p. 215, line 19I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny, I see martyrs and prisoners,
  3028. 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,
  3029. p. 216, line 1I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
  3030. p. 216, line 2All these—all the meanness and agony without end I sitting look out upon,
  3031. p. 216, line 6A traveler's lodging and breakfast as I journey through the States,—why should I be ashamed to own such gifts? why to advertise for them?
  3032. p. 216, line 8For I bestow upon any man or woman the entrance to all the gifts of the universe.
  3033. p. 216, line 9SKIRTING the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)
  3034. p. 216, line 10Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,
  3035. p. 216, line 11The rushing amorous contact high in space together,
  3036. p. 216, line 12The clinching interlocking claws, a living, fierce, gyrating wheel,
  3037. p. 216, line 15Till o'er the river pois'd, the twain yet one, a moment's lull,
  3038. p. 216, line 16A motionless still balance in the air, then parting, talons loosing,
  3039. p. 216, line 19Roaming in thought over the Universe, I saw the little that is Good steadily hastening towards immortality,
  3040. p. 216, line 20And the vast all that is call'd Evil I saw hastening to merge itself and become lost and dead.
  3041. p. 216, line 21THROUGH the ample open door of the peaceful country barn,
  3042. p. 216, line 23And haze and vista, and the far horizon fading away.
  3043. p. 217, line 2I remember I heard the preacher every Sunday put God in his statements,
  3044. p. 217, line 4ON a flat road runs the well-train'd runner,
  3045. p. 217, line 9The young are beautiful—but the old are more beautiful than the young.
  3046. p. 217, line 10I SEE the sleeping babe nestling the breast of its mother,
  3047. p. 217, line 11The sleeping mother and babe—hush'd, I study them long and long.
  3048. 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.
  3049. p. 217, line 18OF Justice—as if Justice could be any thing but the same ample law, expounded by natural judges and saviors,
  3050. p. 218, line 3As a ship on the waters advancing,
  3051. p. 218, line 4The voyage of the soul—not life alone,
  3052. 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.
  3053. p. 218, line 11I SEE in you the estuary that enlarges and spreads itself grandly as it pours in the great sea.
  3054. p. 218, line 17What deepening twilight—scum floating atop of the waters,
  3055. p. 219, line 1Who are they as bats and night-dogs askant in the capitol?
  3056. p. 219, line 3Are those really Congressmen? are those the great Judges? is that the President?
  3057. p. 219, line 8Lightly strike on the stretch'd tympanum pride and joy in my city,
  3058. p. 219, line 9How she led the rest to arms, how she gave the cue,
  3059. p. 219, line 12O strongest you in the hour of danger, in crisis! O truer than steel!)
  3060. p. 219, line 13How you sprang—how you threw off the costumes of peace with indifferent hand,
  3061. p. 219, line 14How your soft opera-music changed, and the drum and fife were heard in their stead,
  3062. p. 219, line 15How you led to the war, (that shall serve for our prelude, songs of soldiers,)
  3063. p. 219, line 18Forty years as a pageant, till unawares the lady of this teeming and turbulent city,
  3064. p. 219, line 21At dead of night, at news from the south,
  3065. p. 219, line 22Incens'd struck with clinch'd hand the pavement.
  3066. p. 219, line 23A shock electric, the night sustain'd it,
  3067. p. 220, line 1From the houses then and the workshops, and through all the doorways,
  3068. p. 220, line 3To the drum-taps prompt,
  3069. p. 220, line 4The young men falling in and arming,
  3070. p. 220, line 5The mechanics arming, (the trowel, the jack-plane, the blacksmith's hammer, tost aside with precipitation,)
  3071. p. 220, line 6The lawyer leaving his office and arming, the judge leaving the court,
  3072. p. 220, line 7The driver deserting his wagon in the street, jumping down, throwing the reins abruptly down on the horses' backs,
  3073. p. 220, line 8The salesman leaving the store, the boss, book-keeper, porter, all leaving;
  3074. p. 220, line 10The new recruits, even boys, the old men show them how to wear their accoutrements, they buckle the straps carefully,
  3075. p. 220, line 11Outdoors arming, indoors arming, the flash of the musket-barrels,
  3076. p. 220, line 12The white tents cluster in camps, the arm'd sentries around, the sunrise cannon and again at sunset,
  3077. p. 220, line 13Arm'd regiments arrive every day, pass through the city, and embark from the wharves,
  3078. p. 220, line 14(How good they look as they tramp down to the river, sweaty, with their guns on their shoulders!
  3079. p. 220, line 16The blood of the city up—arm'd! arm'd! the cry everywhere,
  3080. p. 220, line 17The flags flung out from the steeples of churches and from all the public buildings and stores,
  3081. p. 220, line 18The tearful parting, the mother kisses her son, the son kisses his mother,
  3082. p. 220, line 19(Loth is the mother to part, yet not a word does she speak to detain him,)
  3083. p. 220, line 20The tumultuous escort, the ranks of policemen preceding, clearing the way,
  3084. p. 220, line 21The unpent enthusiasm, the wild cheers of the crowd for their favorites,
  3085. p. 220, line 22The artillery, the silent cannons bright as gold, drawn along, rumble lightly over the stones,
  3086. p. 220, line 24Soon unlimber'd to begin the red business;)
  3087. p. 220, line 25All the mutter of preparation, all the determin'd arming,
  3088. p. 220, line 26The hospital service, the lint, bandages and medicines,
  3089. p. 220, line 27The women volunteering for nurses, the work begun for in earnest, no mere parade now;
  3090. p. 221, line 1War! an arm'd race is advancing! the welcome for battle, no turning away;
  3091. p. 221, line 4It's O for a manly life in the camp.
  3092. p. 221, line 5And the sturdy artillery,
  3093. p. 221, line 6The guns bright as gold, the work for giants, to serve well the guns,
  3094. p. 221, line 7Unlimber them! (no more as the past forty years for salutes for courtesies merely,
  3095. p. 221, line 13ARM'D year—year of the struggle,
  3096. p. 221, line 17With well-gristled body and sunburnt face and hands, with a knife in the belt at your side,
  3097. p. 221, line 18As I heard you shouting loud, your sonorous voice ringing across the continent,
  3098. p. 221, line 19Your masculine voice O year, as rising amid the great cities,
  3099. p. 221, line 20Amid the men of Manhattan I saw you as one of the workmen, the dwellers in Manhattan,
  3100. p. 221, line 21Or with large steps crossing the prairies out of Illinois and Indiana,
  3101. p. 221, line 22Rapidly crossing the West with springy gait and descending the Alleghanies,
  3102. p. 221, line 23Or down from the great lakes or in Pennsylvania, or on deck along the Ohio river,
  3103. p. 221, line 24Or southward along the Tennessee or Cumberland rivers, or at Chattanooga on the mountain top,
  3104. p. 222, line 2Year that suddenly sang by the mouths of the round-lipp'd cannon,
  3105. p. 222, line 5Through the windows—through doors—burst like a ruthless force,
  3106. p. 222, line 6Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation,
  3107. p. 222, line 7Into the school where the scholar is studying;
  3108. p. 222, line 8Leave not the bridegroom quiet—no happiness must he have now with his bride,
  3109. p. 222, line 9Nor the peaceful farmer any peace, ploughing his field or gathering his grain,
  3110. p. 222, line 12Over the traffic of cities—over the rumble of wheels in the streets;
  3111. p. 222, line 13Are beds prepared for sleepers at night in the houses? no sleepers must sleep in those beds,
  3112. p. 222, line 15Would the talkers be talking? would the singer attempt to sing?
  3113. p. 222, line 16Would the lawyer rise in the court to state his case before the judge?
  3114. p. 222, line 20Mind not the timid—mind not the weeper or prayer,
  3115. p. 222, line 21Mind not the old man beseeching the young man,
  3116. p. 222, line 22Let not the child's voice be heard, nor the mother's entreaties,
  3117. p. 222, line 23Make even the trestles to shake the dead where they lie awaiting the hearses,
  3118. p. 222, line 26Around and around to soar to sing the idea of all,
  3119. p. 222, line 27To the north betaking myself to sing there arctic songs,
  3120. p. 223, line 4To Tennessee and Kentucky, to the Carolinas and Georgia to sing theirs,
  3121. p. 223, line 6To sing first, (to the tap of the war-drum if need be,)
  3122. p. 223, line 7The idea of all, of the Western world one and inseparable,
  3123. p. 223, line 8And then the song of each member of these States.
  3124. p. 223, line 11By the wind's voice and that of the drum,
  3125. p. 223, line 12By the banner's voice and child's voice and sea's voice and father's voice,
  3126. p. 223, line 13Low on the ground and high in the air,
  3127. p. 223, line 14On the ground where father and child stand,
  3128. p. 223, line 15In the upward air where their eyes turn,
  3129. p. 223, line 16Where the banner at daybreak is flapping.
  3130. p. 223, line 19My song is there in the open air, and I must sing,
  3131. p. 223, line 20With the banner and pennant a-flapping.
  3132. p. 223, line 21I'll weave the chord and twine in,
  3133. p. 223, line 23I'll put the bayonet's flashing point, I'll let bullets and slugs whizz,
  3134. p. 223, line 24(As one carrying a symbol and menace far into the future,
  3135. p. 223, line 26I'll pour the verse with streams of blood, full of volition, full of joy,
  3136. p. 223, line 28With the banner and pennant a-flapping.
  3137. p. 224, line 2To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play with the measureless light.
  3138. p. 224, line 3Father what is that in the sky beckoning to me with long finger?
  3139. p. 224, line 4And what does it say to me all the while?
  3140. p. 224, line 5Nothing my babe you see in the sky,
  3141. p. 224, line 7Look at these dazzling things in the houses, and see you the money-shops opening,
  3142. p. 224, line 8And see you the vehicles preparing to crawl along the streets with goods;
  3143. p. 224, line 10How envied by all the earth.
  3144. p. 224, line 11Fresh and rosy red the sun is mounting high,
  3145. p. 224, line 12On floats the sea in distant blue careering through its channels,
  3146. p. 224, line 13On floats the wind over the breast of the sea setting in toward land,
  3147. p. 224, line 14The great steady wind from west or west-by-south,
  3148. p. 224, line 15Floating so buoyant with milk-white foam on the waters.
  3149. p. 224, line 16But I am not the sea nor the red sun,
  3150. p. 224, line 17I am not the wind with girlish laughter,
  3151. p. 224, line 18Not the immense wind which strengthens, not the wind which lashes,
  3152. p. 224, line 19Not the spirit that ever lashes its own body to terror and death,
  3153. p. 224, line 21Which babbles in brooks and scoots in showers on the land,
  3154. p. 224, line 22Which the birds know in the woods mornings and evenings,
  3155. p. 224, line 23And the shore-sands know and the hissing wave, and that banner and pennant,
  3156. p. 224, line 29It is so broad it covers the whole sky.
  3157. p. 225, line 3Behold with the rest again I say, behold not banners and pennants aloft,
  3158. p. 225, line 4But the well-prepared pavements behold, and mark the solid-wall'd houses.
  3159. p. 225, line 5Speak to the child O bard out of Manhattan,
  3160. p. 225, line 7Point this day, leaving all the rest, to us over all—and yet we know not why,
  3161. p. 225, line 9Only flapping in the wind?
  3162. p. 225, line 11I hear the tramp of armies, I hear the challenging sentry,
  3163. p. 225, line 12I hear the jubilant shouts of millions of men, I hear Liberty!
  3164. p. 225, line 13I hear the drums beat and the trumpets blowing,
  3165. 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,
  3166. p. 225, line 16I do not deny the precious results of peace, I see populous cities with wealth incalculable,
  3167. p. 225, line 17I see numberless farms, I see the farmers working in their fields or barns,
  3168. p. 225, line 19I see trains of cars swiftly speeding along railroad tracks drawn by the locomotives,
  3169. p. 225, line 20I see the stores, depots, of Boston, Baltimore, Charleston, New Orleans,
  3170. p. 225, line 21I see far in the West the immense area of grain, I dwell awhile hovering,
  3171. p. 225, line 22I pass to the lumber forests of the North, and again to the Southern plantation, and again to California;
  3172. p. 225, line 23Sweeping the whole I see the countless profit, the busy gatherings, earn'd wages,
  3173. p. 225, line 24See the Identity formed out of thirty-eight spacious and haughty States, (and many more to come,)
  3174. p. 225, line 25See forts on the shores of harbors, see ships sailing in and out;
  3175. p. 226, line 1Runs swiftly up indicating war and defiance—and now the halyards have rais'd it,
  3176. p. 226, line 3Discarding peace over all the sea and land.
  3177. p. 226, line 8Nor market nor depot we, nor money-bank in the city,
  3178. p. 226, line 9But these and all, and the brown and spreading land, and the mines below, are ours,
  3179. p. 226, line 10And the shores of the sea are ours, and the rivers great and small,
  3180. p. 226, line 11And the fields they moisten, and the crops and the fruits are ours,
  3181. p. 226, line 13Over the area spread below, the three or four millions of square miles, the capitals,
  3182. p. 226, line 14The forty millions of people,—O bard! in life and death supreme,
  3183. p. 226, line 16Not for the present alone, for a thousand years chanting through you,
  3184. p. 226, line 17This song to the soul of one poor little child.
  3185. p. 226, line 18O my father I like not the houses,
  3186. p. 227, line 1And a pleasure new and ecstatic, and the prattled yearning of children,
  3187. p. 227, line 2Blent with the sounds of the peaceful land and the liquid wash of the sea,
  3188. p. 227, line 3And the black ships fighting on the sea envelop'd in smoke,
  3189. p. 227, line 4And the icy cool of the far, far north, with rustling cedars and pines,
  3190. p. 227, line 5And the whirr of drums and the sound of soldiers marching, and the hot sun shining south,
  3191. p. 227, line 6And the beach-waves combing over the beach on my Eastern shore, and my Western shore the same,
  3192. p. 227, line 9The Continent, devoting the whole identity without reserving an atom,
  3193. p. 227, line 10Pour in! whelm that which asks, which sings, with all and the yield of all,
  3194. p. 227, line 11Fusing and holding, claiming, devouring the whole,
  3195. p. 227, line 13But out of the night emerging for good, our voice persuasive no more,
  3196. p. 227, line 14Croaking like crows here in the wind.
  3197. p. 227, line 16Banner so broad advancing out of the night, I sing you haughty and resolute,
  3198. p. 227, line 24O banner, not money so precious are you, not farm produce you, nor the material good nutriment,
  3199. p. 227, line 25Nor excellent stores, nor landed on wharves from the ships,
  3200. p. 228, line 1Not the superb ships with sail-power or steam-power, fetching and carrying cargoes,
  3201. p. 228, line 3Running up out of the night, bringing your cluster of stars, (ever-enlarging stars,)
  3202. p. 228, line 4Divider of daybreak you, cutting the air, touch'd by the sun, measuring the sky,
  3203. p. 228, line 9So loved—O you banner leading the day with stars brought from the night!
  3204. p. 228, line 11I too leave the rest—great as it is, it is nothing—houses, machines are nothing—I see them not,
  3205. p. 228, line 13Flapping up there in the wind.
  3206. p. 228, line 15Long for my soul hungering gymnastic I devour'd what the earth gave me,
  3207. p. 228, line 16Long I roam'd the woods of the north, long I watch'd Niagara pouring,
  3208. p. 228, line 17I travel'd the prairies over and slept on their breast, I cross'd the Nevadas, I cross'd the plateaus,
  3209. p. 228, line 18I ascended the towering rocks along the Pacific, I sail'd out to sea,
  3210. p. 228, line 19I sail'd through the storm, I was refresh'd by the storm,
  3211. p. 228, line 20I watch'd with joy the threatening maws of the waves,
  3212. p. 228, line 21I mark'd the white combs where they career'd so high, curling over,
  3213. p. 228, line 22I heard the wind piping, I saw the black clouds,
  3214. p. 229, line 2Heard the continuous thunder as it bellow'd after the lightning,
  3215. 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;
  3216. p. 229, line 5All the menacing might of the globe uprisen around me,
  3217. p. 229, line 9Now we go forth to receive what the earth and the sea never gave us,
  3218. p. 229, line 10Not through the mighty woods we go, but through the mightier cities,
  3219. p. 229, line 12Torrents of men, (sources and rills of the Northwest are you indeed inexhaustible?)
  3220. p. 229, line 13What, to pavements and homesteads here, what were those storms of the mountains and sea?
  3221. p. 229, line 14What, to passions I witness around me to-day? was the sea risen?
  3222. p. 229, line 15Was the wind piping the pipe of death under the black clouds?
  3223. p. 229, line 18What was that swell I saw on the ocean? behold what comes here,
  3224. p. 229, line 20How the true thunder bellows after the lightning—how bright the flashes of lightning!
  3225. p. 229, line 21How Democracy with desperate vengeful port strides on, shown through the dark by those flashes of lightning!
  3226. p. 229, line 22(Yet a mournful wail and low sob I fancied I heard through the dark,
  3227. p. 229, line 23In a lull of the deafening confusion.)
  3228. p. 229, line 27My soul prepared in the mountains absorbs your immortal strong nutriment,
  3229. p. 230, line 2One doubt nauseous undulating like a snake, crawl'd on the ground before me,
  3230. p. 230, line 4The cities I loved so well I abandon'd and left, I sped to the certainties suitable to me,
  3231. p. 230, line 7I waited the bursting forth of the pent fire—on the water and air I waited long;
  3232. p. 230, line 9I have witness'd the true lightning, I have witness'd my cities electric,
  3233. p. 230, line 11Hence I will seek no more the food of the northern solitary wilds,
  3234. p. 230, line 12No more the mountains roam or sail the stormy sea.
  3235. p. 230, line 13THE noble sire fallen on evil days,
  3236. p. 230, line 16The insane knife toward the Mother of All.
  3237. p. 230, line 17The noble son on sinewy feet advancing,
  3238. p. 230, line 18I saw, out of the land of prairies, land of Ohio's waters and of Indiana,
  3239. p. 230, line 19To the rescue the stalwart giant hurry his plenteous offspring,
  3240. p. 230, line 21Then the Mother of All with calm voice speaking,
  3241. p. 230, line 26(O the black ships! O the fierce ships!
  3242. p. 230, line 27O the beautiful sharp-bow'd steam-ships and sail-ships!)
  3243. p. 231, line 1City of the world! (for all races are here,
  3244. p. 231, line 2All the lands of the earth make contributions here;)
  3245. p. 231, line 3City of the sea! city of hurried and glittering tides!
  3246. p. 231, line 13In peace I chanted peace, but now the drum of war is mine,
  3247. p. 231, line 16The hill-top is nigh, but a few steps, (make room gentlemen,)
  3248. p. 231, line 17Up the path you have follow'd me well, spite of your hundred and extra years,
  3249. p. 231, line 20Rest, while I tell what the crowd around us means,
  3250. p. 231, line 21On the plain below recruits are drilling and exercising,
  3251. p. 231, line 22There is the camp, one regiment departs to-morrow,
  3252. p. 231, line 23Do you hear the officers giving their orders?
  3253. p. 231, line 24Do you hear the clank of the muskets?
  3254. p. 231, line 27The troops are but drilling, they are yet surrounded with smiles,
  3255. p. 231, line 28Around them at hand the well-drest friends and the women,
  3256. p. 231, line 29While splendid and warm the afternoon sun shines down,
  3257. p. 231, line 30Green the midsummer verdure and fresh blows the dallying breeze,
  3258. p. 231, line 31O'er proud and peaceful cities and arm of the sea between.
  3259. p. 232, line 3As wending the crowds now part and disperse—but we old man,
  3260. p. 232, line 8And below there where the boys were drilling, and up the slopes they ran,
  3261. p. 232, line 10Over hills, across lowlands, and in the skirts of woods,
  3262. p. 232, line 11And along the shores, in mire (now fill'd over) came again and suddenly raged,
  3263. p. 232, line 15Aye, this is the ground,
  3264. p. 232, line 17The years recede, pavements and stately houses disappear,
  3265. p. 232, line 18Rude forts appear again, the old hoop'd guns are mounted,
  3266. p. 232, line 19I see the lines of rais'd earth stretching from river to bay,
  3267. p. 232, line 20I mark the vista of waters, I mark the uplands and slopes;
  3268. p. 232, line 22As I talk I remember all, I remember the Declaration,
  3269. p. 232, line 23It was read here, the whole army paraded, it was read to us here,
  3270. p. 232, line 24By his staff surrounded the General stood in the middle, he held up his unsheath'd sword,
  3271. p. 232, line 25It glitter'd in the sun in full sight of the army.
  3272. p. 232, line 26'Twas a bold act then—the English war-ships had just arrived,
  3273. p. 232, line 27We could watch down the lower bay where they lay at anchor,
  3274. p. 232, line 28And the transports swarming with soldiers.
  3275. p. 232, line 29A few days more and they landed, and then the battle.
  3276. p. 233, line 1I tell not now the whole of the battle,
  3277. p. 233, line 2But one brigade early in the forenoon order'd forward to engage the red-coats,
  3278. p. 233, line 6It was the brigade of the youngest men, two thousand strong,
  3279. p. 233, line 7Rais'd in Virginia and Maryland, and most of them known personally to the General.
  3280. p. 233, line 9Till of a sudden unlook'd for by defiles through the woods, gain'd at night,
  3281. p. 233, line 10The British advancing, rounding in from the east, fiercely playing their guns,
  3282. p. 233, line 11That brigade of the youngest was cut off and at the enemy's mercy.
  3283. p. 233, line 12The General watch'd them from this hill,
  3284. p. 233, line 14Then drew close together, very compact, their flag flying in the middle,
  3285. p. 233, line 15But O from the hills how the cannon were thinning and thinning them!
  3286. p. 233, line 17I saw the moisture gather in drops on the face of the General.
  3287. p. 233, line 19Meanwhile the British manoeuvr'd to draw us out for a pitch'd battle,
  3288. p. 233, line 20But we dared not trust the chances of a pitch'd battle.
  3289. p. 233, line 21We fought the fight in detachments,
  3290. p. 233, line 22Sallying forth we fought at several points, but in each the luck was against us,
  3291. p. 233, line 23Our foe advancing, steadily getting the best of it, push'd us back to the works on this hill,
  3292. p. 233, line 25That was the going out of the brigade of the youngest men, two thousand strong,
  3293. p. 234, line 4But in darkness in mist on the ground under a chill rain,
  3294. p. 234, line 9But the night of that, mist lifting, rain ceasing,
  3295. p. 234, line 11I saw him at the river-side,
  3296. p. 234, line 12Down by the ferry lit by torches, hastening the embarcation;
  3297. p. 234, line 13My General waited till the soldiers and wounded were all pass'd over,
  3298. p. 234, line 14And then, (it was just ere sunrise,) these eyes rested on him for the last time.
  3299. p. 234, line 18As he stood in his boat and look'd toward the coming sun,
  3300. p. 234, line 20Enough, the Centenarian's story ends,
  3301. p. 234, line 21The two, the past and present, have interchanged,
  3302. p. 234, line 23And is this the ground Washington trod?
  3303. p. 234, line 24And these waters I listlessly daily cross, are these the waters he cross'd,
  3304. p. 234, line 26I must copy the story, and send it eastward and westward,
  3305. p. 234, line 28See—as the annual round returns the phantoms return,
  3306. p. 234, line 29It is the 27th of August and the British have landed,
  3307. p. 235, line 1The battle begins and goes against us, behold through the smoke Washington's face,
  3308. p. 235, line 2The brigade of Virginia and Maryland have march'd forth to intercept the enemy,
  3309. p. 235, line 3They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays upon them,
  3310. p. 235, line 4Rank after rank falls, while over them silently droops the flag,
  3311. p. 235, line 8In the midst of you stands an encampment very old,
  3312. p. 235, line 9Stands forever the camp of that dead brigade.
  3313. p. 235, line 11They take a serpentine course, their arms flash in the sun—hark to the musical clank,
  3314. p. 235, line 12Behold the silvery river, in it the splashing horses loitering stop to drink,
  3315. p. 235, line 13Behold the brown-faced men, each group, each person a picture, the negligent rest on the saddles,
  3316. p. 235, line 14Some emerge on the opposite bank, others are just entering the ford—while,
  3317. p. 235, line 16The guidon flags flutter gayly in the wind.
  3318. p. 235, line 18Below a fertile valley spread, with barns and the orchards of summer,
  3319. p. 235, line 19Behind, the terraced sides of a mountain, abrupt, in places rising high,
  3320. p. 235, line 21The numerous camp-fires scatter'd near and far, some away up on the mountain,
  3321. p. 235, line 22The shadowy forms of men and horses, looming, large-sized, flickering,
  3322. p. 235, line 23And over all the sky—the sky! far, far out of reach, studded, breaking out, the eternal stars.
  3323. p. 236, line 2With now the sound of a single shot snapping like a whip, and now an irregular volley,
  3324. p. 236, line 3The swarming ranks press on and on, the dense brigades press on,
  3325. p. 236, line 4Glittering dimly, toiling under the sun—the dust-cover'd men,
  3326. p. 236, line 5In columns rise and fall to the undulations of the ground,
  3327. p. 236, line 6With artillery interspers'd—the wheels rumble, the horses sweat,
  3328. p. 236, line 7As the army corps advances.
  3329. p. 236, line 8BY the bivouac's fitful flame,
  3330. p. 236, line 10The tents of the sleeping army, the fields' and woods' dim outline,
  3331. p. 236, line 11The darkness lit by spots of kindled fire, the silence,
  3332. p. 236, line 13The shrubs and trees, (as I lift my eyes they seem to be stealthily watching me,)
  3333. p. 236, line 15Of life and death, of home and the past and loved, and of those that are far away;
  3334. p. 236, line 16A solemn and slow procession there as I sit on the ground,
  3335. p. 236, line 17By the bivouac's fitful flame.
  3336. p. 236, line 18COME up from the fields father, here's a letter from our Pete,
  3337. p. 236, line 19And come to the front door mother, here's a letter from thy dear son.
  3338. p. 236, line 21Lo, where the trees, deeper green, yellower and redder,
  3339. p. 236, line 22Cool and sweeten Ohio's villages with leaves fluttering in the moderate wind,
  3340. p. 236, line 23Where apples ripe in the orchards hang and grapes on the trellis'd vines,
  3341. p. 236, line 24(Smell you the smell of the grapes on the vines?
  3342. p. 236, line 25Smell you the buckwheat where the bees were lately buzzing?)
  3343. p. 237, line 1Above all, lo, the sky so calm, so transparent after the rain, and with wondrous clouds,
  3344. p. 237, line 2Below too, all calm, all vital and beautiful, and the farm prospers well.
  3345. p. 237, line 3Down in the fields all prospers well,
  3346. p. 237, line 4But now from the fields come father, come at the daughter's call,
  3347. p. 237, line 5And come to the entry mother, to the front door come right away.
  3348. p. 237, line 8Open the envelope quickly,
  3349. p. 237, line 11All swims before her eyes, flashes with black, she catches the main words only,
  3350. p. 237, line 12Sentences broken, gunshot wound in the breast, cavalry skirmish, taken to hospital,
  3351. p. 237, line 14Ah now the single figure to me,
  3352. p. 237, line 16Sickly white in the face and dull in the head, very faint,
  3353. p. 237, line 17By the jamb of a door leans.
  3354. p. 237, line 18Grieve not so, dear mother, (the just-grown daughter speaks through her sobs,
  3355. p. 237, line 19The little sisters huddle around speechless and dismay'd,)
  3356. p. 237, line 20See, dearest mother, the letter says Pete will soon be better.
  3357. p. 237, line 22While they stand at home at the door he is dead already,
  3358. p. 237, line 23The only son is dead.
  3359. p. 237, line 24But the mother needs to be better,
  3360. p. 237, line 27In the midnight waking, weeping, longing with one deep longing,
  3361. p. 238, line 1VIGIL strange I kept on the field one night;
  3362. p. 238, line 4One touch of your hand to mine O boy, reach'd up as you lay on the ground,
  3363. p. 238, line 5Then onward I sped in the battle, the even-contested battle,
  3364. p. 238, line 6Till late in the night reliev'd to the place at last again I made my way,
  3365. p. 238, line 8Bared your face in the starlight, curious the scene, cool blew the moderate night-wind,
  3366. p. 238, line 9Long there and then in vigil I stood, dimly around me the battle-field spreading,
  3367. p. 238, line 10Vigil wondrous and vigil sweet there in the fragrant silent night,
  3368. p. 238, line 12Then on the earth partially reclining sat by your side leaning my chin in my hands,
  3369. p. 238, line 18Till at latest lingering of the night, indeed just as the dawn appear'd,
  3370. p. 238, line 20Folded the blanket well, tucking it carefully over head and carefully under feet,
  3371. p. 238, line 21And there and then and bathed by the rising sun, my son in his grave, in his rude-dug grave I deposited,
  3372. p. 238, line 25I rose from the chill ground and folded my soldier well in his blanket,
  3373. p. 239, line 1A MARCH in the ranks hard-prest, and the road unknown,
  3374. p. 239, line 2A route through a heavy wood with muffled steps in the darkness,
  3375. p. 239, line 3Our army foil'd with loss severe, and the sullen remnant retreating,
  3376. p. 239, line 4Till after midnight glimmer upon us the lights of a dim-lighted building,
  3377. p. 239, line 5We come to an open space in the woods, and halt by the dim-lighted building,
  3378. p. 239, line 6'Tis a large old church at the crossing roads, now an impromptu hospital,
  3379. p. 239, line 7Entering but for a minute I see a sight beyond all the pictures and poems ever made,
  3380. p. 239, line 10By these, crowds, groups of forms vaguely I see on the floor, some in the pews laid down,
  3381. 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,)
  3382. p. 239, line 12I stanch the blood temporarily, (the youngster's face is white as a lily,)
  3383. p. 239, line 13Then before I depart I sweep my eyes o'er the scene fain to absorb it all,
  3384. p. 239, line 15Surgeons operating, attendants holding lights, the smell of ether, the odor of blood,
  3385. p. 239, line 16The crowd, O the crowd of the bloody forms, the yard outside also fill'd,
  3386. p. 239, line 17Some on the bare ground, some on planks or stretchers, some in the death-spasm sweating,
  3387. p. 239, line 18An occasional scream or cry, the doctor's shouted orders or calls,
  3388. p. 239, line 19The glisten of the little steel instruments catching the glint of the torches,
  3389. p. 239, line 20These I resume as I chant, I see again the forms, I smell the odor,
  3390. p. 239, line 21Then hear outside the orders given, Fall in, my men, fall in;
  3391. p. 239, line 22But first I bend to the dying lad, his eyes open, a half-smile gives he me,
  3392. p. 239, line 23Then the eyes close, calmly close, and I speed forth to the darkness,
  3393. p. 239, line 24Resuming, marching, ever in darkness marching, on in the ranks,
  3394. p. 239, line 25The unknown road still marching.
  3395. p. 240, line 1A SIGHT in camp in the daybreak gray and dim,
  3396. p. 240, line 3As slow I walk in the cool fresh air the path near by the hospital tent,
  3397. p. 240, line 5Over each the blanket spread, ample brownish woolen blanket,
  3398. p. 240, line 8Then with light fingers I from the face of the nearest the first just lift the blanket;
  3399. p. 240, line 9Who are you elderly man so gaunt and grim, with well-gray'd hair, and flesh all sunken about the eyes?
  3400. p. 240, line 11Then to the second I step—and who are you my child and darling?
  3401. p. 240, line 13Then to the third—a face nor child nor old, very calm, as of beautiful yellow-white ivory;
  3402. p. 240, line 14Young man I think I know you—I think this face is the face of the Christ himself,
  3403. p. 240, line 17To the music of rustling leaves kick'd by my feet, (for 'twas autumn,)
  3404. p. 240, line 18I mark'd at the foot of a tree the grave of a soldier;
  3405. p. 240, line 19Mortally wounded he and buried on the retreat, (easily all could I understand,)
  3406. p. 240, line 20The halt of a mid-day hour, when up! no time to lose—yet this sign left,
  3407. p. 240, line 21On a tablet scrawl'd and nail'd on the tree by the grave,
  3408. p. 241, line 1Yet at times through changeful season and scene, abrupt, alone, or in the crowded street,
  3409. p. 241, line 2Comes before me the unknown soldier's grave, comes the inscription rude in Virginia's woods,
  3410. p. 241, line 4NOT the pilot has charged himself to bring his ship into port, though beaten back and many times baffled;
  3411. p. 241, line 5Not the pathfinder penetrating inland weary and long,
  3412. p. 241, line 10Your summer wind was warm enough, yet the air I breathed froze me,
  3413. p. 241, line 11A thick gloom fell through the sunshine and darken'd me,
  3414. p. 241, line 13Must I indeed learn to chant the cold dirges of the baffled?
  3415. p. 241, line 18(Arous'd and angry, I'd thought to beat the alarum, and urge relentless war,
  3416. p. 241, line 20To sit by the wounded and soothe them, or silently watch the dead;)
  3417. p. 242, line 1Of unsurpass'd heroes, (was one side so brave? the other was equally brave;)
  3418. p. 242, line 2Now be witness again, paint the mightiest armies of earth,
  3419. p. 242, line 7What you ask of my days those the strangest and sudden your talking recalls,
  3420. p. 242, line 9In the nick of time I come, plunge in the fight, loudly shout in the rush of successful charge,
  3421. p. 242, line 10Enter the captur'd works—yet lo, like a swift-running river they fade,
  3422. p. 242, line 12(Both I remember well—many the hardships, few the joys, yet I was content.)
  3423. p. 242, line 14While the world of gain and appearance and mirth goes on,
  3424. p. 242, line 15So soon what is over forgotten, and waves wash the imprints off the sand,
  3425. p. 242, line 16With hinged knees returning I enter the doors, (while for you up there,
  3426. p. 242, line 18Bearing the bandages, water and sponge,
  3427. p. 242, line 20Where they lie on the ground after the battle brought in,
  3428. p. 242, line 21Where their priceless blood reddens the grass the ground,
  3429. p. 242, line 22Or to the rows of the hospital tent, or under the roof'd hospital,
  3430. p. 242, line 23To the long rows of cots up and down each side I return,
  3431. p. 242, line 29I am firm with each, the pangs are sharp yet unavoidable,
  3432. p. 243, line 4The crush'd head I dress, (poor crazed hand tear not the bandage away,)
  3433. p. 243, line 5The neck of the cavalry-man with the bullet through and through I examine,
  3434. p. 243, line 6Hard the breathing rattles, quite glazed already the eye, yet life struggles hard,
  3435. p. 243, line 9From the stump of the arm, the amputated hand,
  3436. p. 243, line 10I undo the clotted lint, remove the slough, wash off the matter and blood,
  3437. p. 243, line 11Back on his pillow the soldier bends with curv'd neck and side-falling head,
  3438. p. 243, line 12His eyes are closed, his face is pale, he dares not look on the bloody stump,
  3439. p. 243, line 14I dress a wound in the side, deep, deep,
  3440. p. 243, line 15But a day or two more, for see the frame all wasted and sinking,
  3441. p. 243, line 16And the yellow-blue countenance see.
  3442. p. 243, line 17I dress the perforated shoulder, the foot with the bullet-wound,
  3443. p. 243, line 18Cleanse the one with a gnawing and putrid gangrene, so sickening, so offensive,
  3444. p. 243, line 19While the attendant stands behind aside me holding the tray and pail.
  3445. p. 243, line 21The fractur'd thigh, the knee, the wound in the abdomen,
  3446. p. 243, line 24Returning, resuming, I thread my way through the hospitals,
  3447. p. 243, line 25The hurt and wounded I pacify with soothing hand,
  3448. p. 243, line 26I sit by the restless all the dark night, some are so young,
  3449. p. 244, line 1Some suffer so much, I recall the experience sweet and sad,
  3450. p. 244, line 7And now to conceive and show to the world what your children en-masse really are,
  3451. p. 244, line 9GIVE me the splendid silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling,
  3452. p. 244, line 10Give me juicy autumnal fruit ripe and red from the orchard,
  3453. p. 244, line 11Give me a field where the unmow'd grass grows,
  3454. p. 244, line 12Give me an arbor, give me the trellis'd grape,
  3455. p. 244, line 14Give me nights perfectly quiet as on high plateaus west of the Mississippi, and I looking up at the stars,
  3456. p. 244, line 17Give me a perfect child, give me away aside from the noise of the world a rural domestic life,
  3457. p. 244, line 20These demanding to have them, (tired with ceaseless excitement, and rack'd by the war-strife,)
  3458. p. 245, line 7Keep your woods O Nature, and the quiet places by the woods,
  3459. p. 245, line 9Keep the blossoming buckwheat fields where the Ninth-month bees hum;
  3460. p. 245, line 10Give me faces and streets—give me these phantoms incessant and endless along the trottoirs!
  3461. p. 245, line 11Give me interminable eyes—give me women—give me comrades and lovers by the thousand!
  3462. p. 245, line 12Let me see new ones every day—let me hold new ones by the hand every day!
  3463. p. 245, line 13Give me such shows—give me the streets of Manhattan!
  3464. p. 245, line 14Give me Broadway, with the soldiers marching—give me the sound of the trumpets and drums!
  3465. p. 245, line 15(The soldiers in companies or regiments—some starting away, flush'd and reckless,
  3466. p. 245, line 17Give me the shores and wharves heavy-fringed with black ships!
  3467. p. 245, line 19The life of the theatre, bar-room, huge hotel, for me!
  3468. p. 245, line 20The saloon of the steamer! the crowded excursion for me! the torchlight procession!
  3469. p. 245, line 21The dense brigade bound for the war, with high piled military wagons following;
  3470. p. 245, line 24The endless and noisy chorus, the rustle and clank of muskets, (even the sight of the wounded,)
  3471. p. 246, line 1THE last sunbeam
  3472. p. 246, line 2Lightly falls from the finish'd Sabbath,
  3473. p. 246, line 3On the pavement here, and there beyond it is looking,
  3474. p. 246, line 5LO, the moon ascending,
  3475. p. 246, line 6Up from the east the silvery round moon,
  3476. p. 246, line 7Beautiful over the house-tops, ghastly, phantom moon,
  3477. p. 246, line 10And I hear the sound of coming full-key'd bugles,
  3478. p. 246, line 11All the channels of the city streets they're flooding,
  3479. p. 246, line 13I hear the great drums pounding,
  3480. p. 246, line 14And the small drums steady whirring,
  3481. p. 246, line 15And every blow of the great convulsive drums,
  3482. p. 246, line 17For the son is brought with the father,
  3483. p. 246, line 18(In the foremost ranks of the fierce assault they fell,
  3484. p. 246, line 20And the double grave awaits them.)
  3485. p. 246, line 21Now nearer blow the bugles,
  3486. p. 246, line 22And the drums strike more convulsive,
  3487. p. 246, line 23And the daylight o'er the pavement quite has faded,
  3488. p. 246, line 24And the strong dead-march enwraps me.
  3489. p. 246, line 25In the eastern sky up-buoying,
  3490. p. 246, line 26The sorrowful vast phantom moves illumin'd,
  3491. p. 246, line 33The moon gives you light,
  3492. p. 246, line 34And the bugles and the drums give you music,
  3493. p. 247, line 1OVER the carnage rose prophetic a voice,
  3494. p. 247, line 2Be not dishearten'd, affection shall solve the problems of freedom yet,
  3495. p. 247, line 5Sons of the Mother of All, you shall yet be victorious,
  3496. p. 247, line 6You shall yet laugh to scorn the attacks of all the remainder of the earth.
  3497. p. 247, line 11More precious to each other than all the riches of the earth.
  3498. p. 247, line 13Not the perfumes of flowers, but sweeter, and wafted beyond death.
  3499. p. 247, line 14It shall be customary in the houses and streets to see manly affection,
  3500. p. 247, line 15The most dauntless and rude shall touch face to face lightly,
  3501. p. 247, line 16The dependence of Liberty shall be lovers,
  3502. p. 247, line 17The continuance of Equality shall be comrades.
  3503. p. 247, line 19I, ecstatic, O partners! O lands! with the love of lovers tie you.
  3504. p. 247, line 22Nay, nor the world, nor any living thing, will so cohere.)
  3505. p. 247, line 26He call'd for volunteers to run the enemy's lines, a desperate emergency,
  3506. p. 247, line 27I saw a hundred and more step forth from the ranks, but two or three were selected,
  3507. p. 248, line 1I saw them receive their orders aside, they listen'd with care, the adjutant was very grave,
  3508. p. 248, line 3WHILE my wife at my side lies slumbering, and the wars are over long,
  3509. p. 248, line 4And my head on the pillow rests at home, and the vacant midnight passes,
  3510. p. 248, line 5And through the stillness, through the dark, I hear, just hear, the breath of my infant,
  3511. p. 248, line 6There in the room as I wake from sleep this vision presses upon me;
  3512. p. 248, line 7The engagement opens there and then in fantasy unreal,
  3513. p. 248, line 8The skirmishers begin, they crawl cautiously ahead, I hear the irregular snap! snap!
  3514. p. 248, line 9I hear the sounds of the different missiles, the short t-h-t! t-h-t! of the rifle-balls,
  3515. p. 248, line 10I see the shells exploding leaving small white clouds, I hear the great shells shrieking as they pass,
  3516. p. 248, line 11The grape like the hum and whirr of wind through the trees, (tumultuous now the contest rages,)
  3517. p. 248, line 12All the scenes at the batteries rise in detail before me again,
  3518. p. 248, line 13The crashing and smoking, the pride of the men in their pieces,
  3519. p. 248, line 14The chief-gunner ranges and sights his piece and selects a fuse of the right time,
  3520. p. 248, line 15After firing I see him lean aside and look eagerly off to note the effect;
  3521. p. 248, line 16Elsewhere I hear the cry of a regiment charging, (the young colonel leads himself this time with brandish'd sword,)
  3522. p. 248, line 17I see the gaps cut by the enemy's volleys, (quickly fill'd up, no delay,)
  3523. p. 248, line 18I breathe the suffocating smoke, then the flat clouds hover low concealing all;
  3524. p. 248, line 20Then resumed the chaos louder than ever, with eager calls and orders of officers,
  3525. p. 248, line 21While from some distant part of the field the wind wafts to my ears a shout of applause, (some special success,)
  3526. 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,)
  3527. p. 248, line 23And ever the hastening of infantry shifting positions, batteries, cavalry, moving hither and thither,
  3528. p. 249, line 1(The falling, dying, I heed not, the wounded dripping and red I heed not, some to the rear are hobbling,)
  3529. 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,)
  3530. p. 249, line 4And bombs bursting in air, and at night the vari-color'd rockets.
  3531. p. 249, line 7Why rising by the roadside here, do you the colors greet?
  3532. p. 249, line 10As under doughty Sherman I march toward the sea.)
  3533. p. 249, line 12A little child, they caught me as the savage beast is caught,
  3534. p. 249, line 13Then hither me across the sea the cruel slaver brought.
  3535. p. 249, line 14No further does she say, but lingering all the day,
  3536. p. 249, line 16And courtesies to the regiments, the guidons moving by.
  3537. p. 249, line 19Are the things so strange and marvelous you see or have seen?
  3538. p. 249, line 21Nor delicatesse, I cannot beguile the time with talk,
  3539. p. 249, line 22Awkward in the parlor, neither a dancer nor elegant,
  3540. p. 249, line 23In the learn'd coterie sitting constrain'd and still, for learning inures not to me,
  3541. p. 249, line 25I have nourish'd the wounded and sooth'd many a dying soldier,
  3542. p. 249, line 26And at intervals waiting or in the midst of camp,
  3543. p. 250, line 2Race of the soil, ready for conflict—race of the conquering march!
  3544. p. 250, line 4Race henceforth owning no law but the law of itself,
  3545. p. 250, line 5Race of passion and the storm.
  3546. p. 250, line 13Praises and presents came and nourishing food, till at last among the recruits,
  3547. p. 250, line 15When lo! more than all the gifts of the world you gave me.
  3548. p. 250, line 18On the dead on their backs with arms toss'd wide,
  3549. p. 250, line 20WORD over all, beautiful as the sky,
  3550. p. 250, line 22That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world;
  3551. p. 251, line 2I look where he lies white-faced and still in the coffin—I draw near,
  3552. p. 251, line 3Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the coffin.
  3553. p. 251, line 5As the ranks returning worn and sweaty, as the men file by where I stand,
  3554. p. 251, line 6As the faces the masks appear, as I glance at the faces studying the masks,
  3555. p. 251, line 8How solemn the thought of my whispering soul to each in the ranks, and to you,
  3556. p. 251, line 10O the bullet could never kill what you really are, dear friend,
  3557. p. 251, line 11Nor the bayonet stab what you really are;
  3558. p. 251, line 12The soul! yourself I see, great as any, good as the best,
  3559. p. 251, line 13Waiting secure and content, which the bullet could never kill,
  3560. p. 251, line 14Nor the bayonet stab O friend.
  3561. p. 251, line 16The confession I made I resume, what I said to you and the open air I resume,
  3562. p. 251, line 19For I confront peace, security, and all the settled laws, to unsettle them,
  3563. p. 251, line 22And the threat of what is call'd hell is little or nothing to me,
  3564. p. 251, line 23And the lure of what is call'd heaven is little or nothing to me;
  3565. p. 251, line 24Dear camerado! I confess I have urged you onward with me, and still urge you, without the least idea what is our destination,
  3566. p. 252, line 3Flag of death! (how I watch'd you through the smoke of battle pressing!
  3567. p. 252, line 5Flag cerulean—sunny flag, with the orbs of night dappled!
  3568. p. 252, line 7Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty!
  3569. p. 252, line 10Did you seek the civilian's peaceful and languishing rhymes?
  3570. p. 252, line 13(I have been born of the same as the war was born,
  3571. p. 252, line 14The drum-corps' rattle is ever to me sweet music, I love well the martial dirge,
  3572. p. 252, line 15With slow wail and convulsive throb leading the officer's funeral;)
  3573. p. 252, line 19LO, Victress on the peaks,
  3574. p. 252, line 20Where thou with mighty brow regarding the world,
  3575. p. 252, line 21(The world O Libertad, that vainly conspired against thee,)
  3576. p. 252, line 23Dominant, with the dazzling sun around thee,
  3577. p. 252, line 27And psalms of the dead.
  3578. p. 253, line 5That with muttering voice through the war now closed, like a tireless phantom flitted,
  3579. p. 253, line 6Rousing the land with breath of flame, while you beat and beat the drum,
  3580. p. 253, line 7Now as the sound of the drum, hollow and harsh to the last, reverberates round me,
  3581. p. 253, line 8As your ranks, your immortal ranks, return, return from the battles,
  3582. p. 253, line 9As the muskets of the young men yet lean over their shoulders,
  3583. p. 253, line 10As I look on the bayonets bristling over their shoulders,
  3584. p. 253, line 11As those slanted bayonets, whole forests of them appearing in the distance, approach and pass on, returning homeward,
  3585. p. 253, line 12Moving with steady motion, swaying to and fro to the right and left,
  3586. p. 253, line 13Evenly lightly rising and falling while the steps keep time;
  3587. p. 253, line 18Let them identify you to the future in these songs.
  3588. p. 253, line 20You of the rude campaigning, (which we shared,)
  3589. p. 253, line 21The rapid march, the life of the camp,
  3590. p. 253, line 22The hot contention of opposing fronts, the long manœuvre,
  3591. p. 253, line 23Red battles with their slaughter, the stimulus, the strong terrific game,
  3592. p. 253, line 24Spell of all brave and manly hearts, the trains of time through you and like of you all fill'd,
  3593. p. 254, line 7TURN O Libertad, for the war is over,
  3594. p. 254, line 8From it and all henceforth expanding, doubting no more, resolute, sweeping the world,
  3595. p. 254, line 9Turn from lands retrospective recording proofs of the past,
  3596. p. 254, line 10From the singers that sing the trailing glories of the past,
  3597. p. 254, line 11From the chants of the feudal world, the triumphs of kings, slavery, caste,
  3598. p. 254, line 12Turn to the world, the triumphs reserv'd and to come—give up that backward world,
  3599. p. 254, line 13Leave to the singers of hitherto, give them the trailing past,
  3600. p. 254, line 15(Lo, how the wars of the past have duly inured to you, and the wars of the present also inure;)
  3601. p. 254, line 17To where the future, greater than all the past,
  3602. p. 254, line 19TO the leaven'd soil they trod calling I sing for the last,
  3603. p. 254, line 20(Forth from my tent emerging for good, loosing, untying the tent-ropes,)
  3604. p. 254, line 21In the freshness the forenoon air, in the far-stretching circuits and vistas again to peace restored,
  3605. p. 254, line 22To the fiery fields emanative and the endless vistas beyond, to the South and the North,
  3606. p. 254, line 23To the leaven'd soil of the general Western world to attest my songs,
  3607. p. 254, line 24To the Alleghanian hills and the tireless Mississippi,
  3608. p. 254, line 25To the rocks I calling sing, and all the trees in the woods,
  3609. p. 254, line 26To the plains of the poems of heroes, to the prairies spreading wide,
  3610. p. 255, line 1To the far-off sea and the unseen winds, and the sane impalpable air;
  3611. p. 255, line 3The average earth, the witness of war and peace, acknowledges mutely,
  3612. p. 255, line 4The prairie draws me close, as the father to bosom broad the son,
  3613. p. 255, line 5The Northern ice and rain that began me nourish me to the end,
  3614. p. 255, line 6But the hot sun of the South is to fully ripen my songs.
  3615. p. 255, line 7WHEN lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd,
  3616. p. 255, line 8And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,
  3617. p. 255, line 11Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west,
  3618. p. 255, line 15O great star disappear'd—O the black murk that hides the star!
  3619. p. 255, line 18In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house near the white-wash'd palings,
  3620. p. 255, line 19Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
  3621. p. 255, line 20With many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the perfume strong I love,
  3622. p. 256, line 1With every leaf a miracle—and from this bush in the dooryard,
  3623. p. 256, line 4In the swamp in secluded recesses,
  3624. p. 256, line 6Solitary the thrush,
  3625. p. 256, line 7The hermit withdrawn to himself, avoiding the settlements,
  3626. p. 256, line 9Song of the bleeding throat,
  3627. p. 256, line 12Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities,
  3628. p. 256, line 13Amid lanes and through old woods, where lately the violets peep'd from the ground, spotting the gray debris,
  3629. p. 256, line 14Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes, passing the endless grass,
  3630. p. 256, line 15Passing the yellow-spear'd wheat, every grain from its shroud in the dark-brown fields uprisen,
  3631. p. 256, line 16Passing the apple-tree blows of white and pink in the orchards,
  3632. p. 256, line 17Carrying a corpse to where it shall rest in the grave,
  3633. p. 256, line 20Through day and night with the great cloud darkening the land,
  3634. p. 256, line 21With the pomp of the inloop'd flags with the cities draped in black,
  3635. p. 256, line 22With the show of the States themselves as of crape-veil'd women standing,
  3636. p. 256, line 23With processions long and winding and the flambeaus of the night,
  3637. p. 256, line 24With the countless torches lit, with the silent sea of faces and the unbared heads,
  3638. p. 256, line 25With the waiting depot, the arriving coffin, and the sombre faces,
  3639. p. 256, line 26With dirges through the night, with the thousand voices rising strong and solemn,
  3640. p. 256, line 27With all the mournful voices of the dirges pour'd around the coffin,
  3641. p. 256, line 28The dim-lit churches and the shuddering organs—where amid these you journey,
  3642. p. 257, line 1With the tolling tolling bells' perpetual clang,
  3643. p. 257, line 6For fresh as the morning, thus would I chant a song for you O sane and sacred death.
  3644. p. 257, line 9But mostly and now the lilac that blooms the first,
  3645. p. 257, line 10Copious I break, I break the sprigs from the bushes,
  3646. p. 257, line 12For you and the coffins all of you O death.)
  3647. p. 257, line 13O western orb sailing the heaven,
  3648. p. 257, line 15As I walk'd in silence the transparent shadowy night,
  3649. p. 257, line 17As you droop'd from the sky low down as if to my side, (while the other stars all look'd on,)
  3650. p. 257, line 18As we wander'd together the solemn night, (for something I know not what kept me from sleep,)
  3651. p. 257, line 19As the night advanced, and I saw on the rim of the west how full you were of woe,
  3652. p. 257, line 20As I stood on the rising ground in the breeze in the cool transparent night,
  3653. p. 257, line 21As I watch'd where you pass'd and was lost in the netherward black of the night,
  3654. p. 257, line 23Concluded, dropt in the night, and was gone.
  3655. p. 257, line 24Sing on there in the swamp,
  3656. p. 257, line 27But a moment I linger, for the lustrous star has detain'd me,
  3657. p. 257, line 28The star my departing comrade holds and detains me.
  3658. p. 258, line 1O how shall I warble myself for the dead one there I loved?
  3659. p. 258, line 2And how shall I deck my song for the large sweet soul that has gone?
  3660. p. 258, line 3And what shall my perfume be for the grave of him I love?
  3661. p. 258, line 5Blown from the Eastern sea and blown from the Western sea, till there on the prairies meeting,
  3662. p. 258, line 6These and with these and the breath of my chant,
  3663. p. 258, line 7I'll perfume the grave of him I love.
  3664. p. 258, line 8O what shall I hang on the chamber walls?
  3665. p. 258, line 9And what shall the pictures be that I hang on the walls,
  3666. p. 258, line 10To adorn the burial-house of him I love?
  3667. p. 258, line 12With the Fourth-month eve at sundown, and the gray smoke lucid and bright,
  3668. p. 258, line 13With floods of the yellow gold of the gorgeous, indolent, sinking sun, burning, expanding the air,
  3669. p. 258, line 14With the fresh sweet herbage under foot, and the pale green leaves of the trees prolific,
  3670. p. 258, line 15In the distance the flowing glaze, the breast of the river, with a wind-dapple here and there,
  3671. p. 258, line 16With ranging hills on the banks, with many a line against the sky, and shadows,
  3672. p. 258, line 17And the city at hand with dwellings so dense, and stacks of chimneys,
  3673. p. 258, line 18And all the scenes of life and the workshops, and the workmen homeward returning.
  3674. p. 258, line 20My own Manhattan with spires, and the sparkling and hurrying tides, and the ships,
  3675. p. 258, line 21The varied and ample land, the South and the North in the light, Ohio's shores and flashing Missouri,
  3676. p. 258, line 22And ever the far-spreading prairies cover'd with grass and corn.
  3677. p. 258, line 23Lo, the most excellent sun so calm and haughty,
  3678. p. 258, line 24The violet and purple morn with just-felt breezes,
  3679. p. 258, line 25The gentle soft-born measureless light,
  3680. p. 259, line 1The miracle spreading bathing all, the fulfill'd noon,
  3681. p. 259, line 2The coming eve delicious, the welcome night and the stars,
  3682. p. 259, line 5Sing from the swamps, the recesses, pour your chant from the bushes,
  3683. p. 259, line 6Limitless out of the dusk, out of the cedars and pines.
  3684. p. 259, line 11You only I hear—yet the star holds me, (but will soon depart,)
  3685. p. 259, line 12Yet the lilac with mastering odor holds me.
  3686. p. 259, line 13Now while I sat in the day and look'd forth,
  3687. p. 259, line 14In the close of the day with its light and the fields of spring, and the farmers preparing their crops,
  3688. p. 259, line 15In the large unconscious scenery of my land with its lakes and forests,
  3689. p. 259, line 16In the heavenly aerial beauty, (after the perturb'd winds and the storms,)
  3690. p. 259, line 17Under the arching heavens of the afternoon swift passing, and the voices of children and women,
  3691. p. 259, line 18The many-moving sea-tides, and I saw the ships how they sail'd,
  3692. p. 259, line 19And the summer approaching with richness, and the fields all busy with labor,
  3693. p. 259, line 20And the infinite separate houses, how they all went on, each with its meals and minutia of daily usages,
  3694. p. 259, line 21And the streets how their throbbings throbb'd, and the cities pent—lo, then and there,
  3695. p. 259, line 22Falling upon them all and among them all, enveloping me with the rest,
  3696. p. 259, line 23Appear'd the cloud, appear'd the long black trail,
  3697. p. 259, line 24And I knew death, its thought, and the sacred knowledge of death.
  3698. p. 259, line 25Then with the knowledge of death as walking one side of me,
  3699. p. 259, line 26And the thought of death close-walking the other side of me,
  3700. p. 260, line 1And I in the middle as with companions, and as holding the hands of companions,
  3701. p. 260, line 2I fled forth to the hiding receiving night that talks not,
  3702. p. 260, line 3Down to the shores of the water, the path by the swamp in the dimness,
  3703. p. 260, line 4To the solemn shadowy cedars and ghostly pines so still.
  3704. p. 260, line 5And the singer so shy to the rest receiv'd me,
  3705. p. 260, line 6The gray-brown bird I know receiv'd us comrades three,
  3706. p. 260, line 7And he sang the carol of death, and a verse for him I love.
  3707. p. 260, line 9From the fragrant cedars and the ghostly pines so still,
  3708. p. 260, line 10Came the carol of the bird.
  3709. p. 260, line 11And the charm of the carol rapt me,
  3710. p. 260, line 12As I held as if by their hands my comrades in the night,
  3711. p. 260, line 13And the voice of my spirit tallied the song of the bird.
  3712. p. 260, line 15Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving,
  3713. p. 260, line 16In the day, in the night, to all, to each,
  3714. p. 260, line 18Prais'd be the fathomless universe,
  3715. p. 260, line 21For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding death.
  3716. p. 260, line 27When it is so, when thou hast taken them I joyously sing the dead,
  3717. p. 260, line 28Lost in the loving floating ocean of thee,
  3718. p. 260, line 29Laved in the flood of thy bliss O death.
  3719. p. 260, line 32And the sights of the open landscape and the high-spread sky are fitting,
  3720. p. 260, line 33And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night.
  3721. p. 261, line 1The night in silence under many a star,
  3722. p. 261, line 2The ocean shore and the husky whispering wave whose voice I know,
  3723. p. 261, line 3And the soul turning to thee O vast and well-veil'd death,
  3724. p. 261, line 4And the body gratefully nestling close to thee.
  3725. p. 261, line 5Over the tree-tops I float thee a song,
  3726. p. 261, line 6Over the rising and sinking waves, over the myriad fields and the prairies wide,
  3727. p. 261, line 7Over the dense-pack'd cities all and the teeming wharves and ways,
  3728. p. 261, line 9To the tally of my soul,
  3729. p. 261, line 10Loud and strong kept up the gray-brown bird,
  3730. p. 261, line 11With pure deliberate notes spreading filling the night.
  3731. p. 261, line 12Loud in the pines and cedars dim,
  3732. p. 261, line 13Clear in the freshness moist and the swamp-perfume,
  3733. p. 261, line 14And I with my comrades there in the night.
  3734. p. 261, line 17And I saw askant the armies,
  3735. p. 261, line 19Borne through the smoke of the battles and pierc'd with missiles I saw them,
  3736. p. 261, line 20And carried hither and yon through the smoke, and torn and bloody,
  3737. p. 261, line 21And at last but a few shreds left on the staffs, (and all in silence,)
  3738. p. 261, line 22And the staffs all splinter'd and broken.
  3739. p. 261, line 24And the white skeletons of young men, I saw them,
  3740. p. 261, line 25I saw the debris and debris of all the slain soldiers of the war,
  3741. p. 261, line 28The living remain'd and suffer'd, the mother suffer'd,
  3742. p. 261, line 29And the wife and the child and the musing comrade suffer'd,
  3743. p. 261, line 30And the armies that remain'd suffer'd.
  3744. p. 261, line 31Passing the visions, passing the night,
  3745. p. 261, line 32Passing, unloosing the hold of my comrades' hands,
  3746. p. 262, line 1Passing the song of the hermit bird and the tallying song of my soul,
  3747. p. 262, line 3As low and wailing, yet clear the notes, rising and falling, flooding the night,
  3748. p. 262, line 5Covering the earth and filling the spread of the heaven,
  3749. p. 262, line 6As that powerful psalm in the night I heard from recesses,
  3750. p. 262, line 8I leave thee there in the door-yard, blooming, returning with spring.
  3751. p. 262, line 10From my gaze on thee in the west, fronting the west, communing with thee,
  3752. p. 262, line 11O comrade lustrous with silver face in the night.
  3753. p. 262, line 12Yet each to keep and all, retrievements out of the night,
  3754. p. 262, line 13The song, the wondrous chant of the gray-brown bird,
  3755. p. 262, line 14And the tallying chant, the echo arous'd in my soul,
  3756. p. 262, line 15With the lustrous and drooping star with the countenance full of woe,
  3757. p. 262, line 16With the holders holding my hand nearing the call of the bird,
  3758. p. 262, line 17Comrades mine and I in the midst, and their memory ever to keep, for the dead I loved so well,
  3759. p. 262, line 18For the sweetest, wisest soul of all my days and lands—and this for his dear sake,
  3760. p. 262, line 19Lilac and star and bird twined with the chant of my soul,
  3761. p. 262, line 20There in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim.
  3762. p. 262, line 22The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won,
  3763. p. 262, line 23The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
  3764. p. 262, line 24While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
  3765. p. 262, line 26O the bleeding drops of red,
  3766. p. 262, line 27Where on the deck my Captain lies,
  3767. p. 262, line 29O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
  3768. p. 262, line 30Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
  3769. p. 263, line 1For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
  3770. p. 263, line 2For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
  3771. p. 263, line 5It is some dream that on the deck,
  3772. p. 263, line 9The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
  3773. p. 263, line 10From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
  3774. p. 263, line 13Walk the deck my Captain lies,
  3775. p. 263, line 15HUSH'D be the camps to-day,
  3776. p. 263, line 21Charging like ceaseless clouds across the sky.
  3777. p. 263, line 23Sing of the love we bore him—because you, dweller in camps, know it truly.
  3778. p. 263, line 24As they invault the coffin there,
  3779. p. 263, line 25Sing—as they close the doors of earth upon him—one verse,
  3780. p. 263, line 26For the heavy hearts of soldiers.
  3781. p. 263, line 27THIS dust was once the man,
  3782. p. 263, line 29Against the foulest crime in history known in any land or age,
  3783. p. 263, line 30Was saved the Union of these States.
  3784. p. 264, line 2As I mused of these warlike days and of peace return'd, and the dead that return no more,
  3785. p. 264, line 4Chant me the poem, it said, that comes from the soul of America, chant me the carol of victory,
  3786. p. 264, line 5And strike up the marches of Libertad, marches more powerful yet,
  3787. p. 264, line 6And sing me before you go the song of the throes of Democracy.
  3788. p. 264, line 7(Democracy, the destin'd conqueror, yet treacherous lip-smiles everywhere,
  3789. p. 264, line 10I myself make the only growth by which I can be appreciated,
  3790. p. 264, line 16We are executive in ourselves, we are sufficient in the variety of ourselves,
  3791. p. 264, line 17We are the most beautiful to ourselves and in ourselves,
  3792. p. 264, line 18We stand self-pois'd in the middle, branching thence over the world,
  3793. p. 265, line 4All comes by the body, only health puts you rapport with the universe.
  3794. p. 265, line 5Produce great Persons, the rest follows.
  3795. p. 265, line 10I am he who walks the States with a barb'd tongue, questioning every one I meet,
  3796. p. 265, line 18Fear the mellow sweet, the sucking of honey-juice,
  3797. p. 265, line 19Beware the advancing mortal ripening of Nature,
  3798. p. 265, line 20Beware what precedes the decay of the ruggedness of states and men.
  3799. p. 265, line 23The immortal poets of Asia and Europe have done their work and pass'd to other spheres,
  3800. p. 265, line 24A work remains, the work of surpassing all they have done.
  3801. p. 266, line 1Stands removed, spacious, composite, sound, initiates the true use of precedents,
  3802. p. 266, line 2Does not repel them or the past or what they have produced under their forms,
  3803. p. 266, line 3Takes the lesson with calmness, perceives the corpse slowly borne from the house,
  3804. p. 266, line 4Perceives that it waits a little while in the door, that it was fittest for its days,
  3805. p. 266, line 5That its life has descended to the stalwart and well-shaped heir who approaches,
  3806. p. 266, line 8One land must be the promise and reliance of the future.
  3807. p. 266, line 9These States are the amplest poem,
  3808. p. 266, line 11Here the doings of men correspond with the broadcast doings of the day and night,
  3809. p. 266, line 13Here are the roughs, beards, friendliness, combativeness, the soul loves,
  3810. p. 266, line 14Here the flowing trains, here the crowds, equality, diversity, the soul loves.
  3811. p. 266, line 16Of them standing among them, one lifts to the light a west-bred face,
  3812. p. 266, line 17To him the hereditary countenance bequeath'd both mother's and father's,
  3813. p. 266, line 19Built of the common stock, having room for far and near,
  3814. p. 266, line 26If the Atlantic coast stretch or the Pacific coast stretch, he stretching with them North or South,
  3815. p. 267, line 1Growths growing from him to offset the growths of pine, cedar, hemlock, live-oak, locust, chestnut, hickory, cottonwood, orange, magnolia,
  3816. p. 267, line 5Through him flights, whirls, screams, answering those of the fish-hawk, mocking-bird, night-heron, and eagle,
  3817. p. 267, line 7Surrounding the essences of real things, old times and present times,
  3818. p. 267, line 10The haughty defiance of the Year One, war, peace, the formation of the Constitution,
  3819. p. 267, line 11The separate States, the simple elastic scheme, the immigrants,
  3820. p. 267, line 12The Union always swarming with blatherers and always sure and impregnable,
  3821. p. 267, line 13The unsurvey'd interior, log-houses, clearings, wild animals, hunters, trappers,
  3822. p. 267, line 14Surrounding the multiform agriculture, mines, temperature, the gestation of new States,
  3823. p. 267, line 15Congress convening every Twelfth-month, the members duly coming up from the uttermost parts,
  3824. p. 267, line 16Surrounding the noble character of mechanics and farmers, especially the young men,
  3825. 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,
  3826. p. 267, line 18The freshness and candor of their physiognomy, the copiousness and decision of their phrenology,
  3827. p. 267, line 19The picturesque looseness of their carriage, their fierceness when wrong'd,
  3828. p. 267, line 20The fluency of their speech, their delight in music, their curiosity, good temper and open-handedness, the whole composite make,
  3829. p. 267, line 21The prevailing ardor and enterprise, the large amativeness,
  3830. p. 267, line 22The perfect equality of the female with the male, the fluid movement of the population,
  3831. p. 267, line 23The superior marine, free commerce, fisheries, whaling, gold-digging,
  3832. p. 268, line 1Factories, mercantile life, labor-saving machinery, the Northeast, Northwest, Southwest,
  3833. p. 268, line 2Manhattan firemen, the Yankee swap, southern plantation life,
  3834. p. 268, line 3Slavery—the murderous, treacherous conspiracy to raise it upon the ruins of all the rest,
  3835. p. 268, line 4On and on to the grapple with it—Assassin! then your life or ours be the stake, and respite no more.
  3836. p. 268, line 6Libertad, from the conqueress' field return'd,
  3837. p. 268, line 7I mark the new aureola around your head,
  3838. p. 268, line 9With war's flames and the lambent lightnings playing,
  3839. p. 268, line 11With still the inextinguishable glance and the clinch'd and lifted fist,
  3840. p. 268, line 12And your foot on the neck of the menacing one, the scorner utterly crush'd beneath you,
  3841. p. 268, line 13The menacing arrogant one that strode and advanced with his senseless scorn, bearing the murderous knife,
  3842. p. 268, line 14The wide-swelling one, the braggart that would yesterday do so much,
  3843. p. 268, line 15To-day a carrion dead and damn'd, the despised of all the earth,
  3844. p. 268, line 16An offal rank, to the dunghill maggots spurn'd.)
  3845. p. 268, line 17Others take finish, but the Republic is ever constructive and ever keeps vista,
  3846. p. 268, line 18Others adorn the past, but you O days of the present, I adorn you,
  3847. p. 268, line 19O days of the future I believe in you—I isolate myself for your sake,
  3848. p. 268, line 22Lead the present with friendly hand toward the future.
  3849. p. 268, line 23(Bravas to all impulses sending sane children to the next age!
  3850. p. 268, line 24But damn that which spends itself with no thought of the stain, pains, dismay, feebleness, it is bequeathing.)
  3851. p. 268, line 25I listened to the Phantom by Ontario's shore,
  3852. p. 268, line 26I heard the voice arising demanding bards,
  3853. p. 269, line 1By them all native and grand, by them alone can these States be fused into the compact organism of a Nation.
  3854. 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.
  3855. 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,
  3856. p. 269, line 7Eye to pierce the deepest deeps and sweep the world!
  3857. p. 269, line 9Of these States the poet is the equable man,
  3858. p. 269, line 13He is the arbiter of the diverse, he is the key,
  3859. p. 269, line 14He is the equalizer of his age and land,
  3860. 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,
  3861. 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,
  3862. p. 269, line 18The years straying toward infidelity he withholds by his steady faith,
  3863. p. 269, line 20He judges not as the judge judges but as the sun falling round a helpless thing,
  3864. p. 269, line 21As he sees the farthest he has the most faith,
  3865. p. 269, line 22His thoughts are the hymns of the praise of things,
  3866. p. 269, line 23In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent,
  3867. p. 270, line 3For the great Idea, the idea of perfect and free individuals,
  3868. p. 270, line 4For that, the bard walks in advance, leader of leaders,
  3869. p. 270, line 5The attitude of him cheers up slaves and horrifies foreign despots.
  3870. p. 270, line 7They live in the feelings of young men and the best women,
  3871. p. 270, line 8(Not for nothing have the indomitable heads of the earth been always ready to fall for Liberty.)
  3872. p. 270, line 9For the great Idea,
  3873. p. 270, line 10That, O my brethren, that is the mission of poets.
  3874. p. 270, line 12Songs of the rapid arming and the march,
  3875. p. 270, line 13The flag of peace quick-folded, and instead the flag we know,
  3876. p. 270, line 14Warlike flag of the great Idea.
  3877. p. 270, line 17I sing you over all, flying beckoning through the fight—O the hard-contested fight!
  3878. p. 270, line 18The cannons ope their rosy-flashing muzzles—the hurtled balls scream,
  3879. p. 270, line 19The battle-front forms amid the smoke—the volleys pour incessant from the line,
  3880. p. 270, line 20Hark, the ringing word Charge!—now the tussle and the furious maddening yells,
  3881. p. 270, line 21Now the corpses tumble curl'd upon the ground,
  3882. p. 270, line 24Are you he who would assume a place to teach or be a poet here in the States?
  3883. p. 270, line 25The place is august, the terms obdurate.
  3884. p. 271, line 2Have you studied out the land, its idioms and men?
  3885. p. 271, line 3Have you learn'd the physiology, phrenology, politics, geography, pride, freedom, friendship of the land? its substratums and objects?
  3886. 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?
  3887. p. 271, line 5Have you possess'd yourself of the Federal Constitution?
  3888. p. 271, line 6Do you see who have left all feudal processes and poems behind them, and assumed the poems and processes of Democracy?
  3889. 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?
  3890. 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?
  3891. p. 271, line 12Have you vivified yourself from the maternity of these States?
  3892. p. 271, line 13Have you too the old ever-fresh forbearance and impartiality?
  3893. p. 271, line 14Do you hold the like love for those hardening to maturity? for the last-born? little and big? and for the errant?
  3894. p. 271, line 18Have you not imported this or the spirit of it in some ship?
  3895. p. 271, line 19Is it not a mere tale? a rhyme? a prettiness?—is the good old cause in it?
  3896. p. 271, line 20Has it not dangled long at the heels of the poets, politicians, literats, of enemies' lands?
  3897. p. 271, line 23Does it sound with trumpet-voice the proud victory of the Union in that secession war?
  3898. p. 271, line 24Can your performance face the open fields and the seaside?
  3899. 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?
  3900. p. 272, line 5The track strew'd with the dust of skeletons,
  3901. p. 272, line 6By the roadside others disdainfully toss'd.
  3902. p. 272, line 8The swarms of reflectors and the polite pass, and leave ashes,
  3903. p. 272, line 9Admirers, importers, obedient persons, make but the soil of literature,
  3904. p. 272, line 11Only toward the likes of itself will it advance to meet them,
  3905. 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.)
  3906. p. 272, line 14He masters whose spirit masters, he tastes sweetest who results sweetest in the long run,
  3907. p. 272, line 15The blood of the brawn beloved of time is unconstraint;
  3908. p. 272, line 16In the need of songs, philosophy, an appropriate native grand-opera, shipcraft, any craft,
  3909. p. 272, line 17He or she is greatest who contributes the greatest original practical example.
  3910. p. 272, line 18Already a nonchalant breed, silently emerging, appears on the streets,
  3911. p. 272, line 23Justice, health, self-esteem, clear the way with irresistible power;
  3912. p. 273, line 3Give me the pay I have served for,
  3913. p. 273, line 4Give me to sing the songs of the great Idea, take all the rest,
  3914. p. 273, line 5I have loved the earth, sun, animals, I have despised riches,
  3915. p. 273, line 6I have given alms to every one that ask'd, stood up for the stupid and crazy, devoted my income and labor to others,
  3916. p. 273, line 7Hated tyrants, argued not concerning God, had patience and indulgence toward the people, taken off my hat to nothing known or unknown,
  3917. p. 273, line 8Gone freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young, and with the mothers of families,
  3918. p. 273, line 9Read these leaves to myself in the open air, tried them by trees, stars, rivers,
  3919. p. 273, line 11Claim'd nothing to myself which I have not carefully claim'd for others on the same terms,
  3920. p. 273, line 12Sped to the camps, and comrades found and accepted from every State,
  3921. p. 273, line 16I am willing to wait to be understood by the growth of the taste of myself,
  3922. p. 273, line 20I swear I begin to see the meaning of these things,
  3923. p. 273, line 21It is not the earth, it is not America who is so great,
  3924. p. 273, line 27The American compact is altogether with individuals,
  3925. p. 273, line 28The only government is that which makes minute of individuals,
  3926. p. 273, line 29The whole theory of the universe is directed unerringly to one single individual—namely to You.
  3927. p. 274, line 1(Mother! with subtle sense severe, with the naked sword in your hand,
  3928. p. 274, line 7Underneath all is the Expression of love for men and women,
  3929. p. 274, line 11(Talk as you like, he only suits these States whose manners favor the audacity and sublime turbulence of the States.)
  3930. p. 274, line 12Underneath the lessons of things, spirits, Nature, governments, ownerships, I swear I perceive other lessons,
  3931. p. 274, line 13Underneath all to me is myself, to you yourself, (the same monotonous old song.)
  3932. p. 274, line 17Its Congress is you and me, the officers, capitols, armies, ships, are you and me,
  3933. p. 274, line 19The war, (that war so bloody and grim, the war I will henceforth forget), was you and me,
  3934. p. 274, line 26Not to balance ranks, complexions, creeds, and the sexes,
  3935. p. 274, line 27Not to justify science nor the march of equality,
  3936. p. 274, line 28Nor to feed the arrogant blood of the brawn belov'd of time.
  3937. p. 275, line 4I am for those who walk abreast with the whole earth,
  3938. p. 275, line 9This is what I have learnt from America—it is the amount, and it I teach again.
  3939. p. 275, line 12Saw you with spreading mantle covering the world.)
  3940. p. 275, line 13I will confront these shows of the day and night,
  3941. p. 275, line 18I will see if I have no meaning, while the houses and ships have meaning,
  3942. p. 275, line 19I will see if the fishes and birds are to be enough for themselves, and I am not to be enough for myself.
  3943. p. 275, line 21Copious as you are I absorb you all in myself, and become the master myself,
  3944. p. 275, line 24I know now why the earth is gross, tantalizing, wicked, it is for my sake,
  3945. p. 276, line 2While the winds fann'd me and the waves came trooping toward me,
  3946. p. 276, line 3I thrill'd with the power's pulsations, and the charm of my theme was upon me,
  3947. p. 276, line 4Till the tissues that held me parted their ties upon me.
  3948. p. 276, line 5And I saw the free souls of poets,
  3949. p. 276, line 6The loftiest bards of past ages strode before me,
  3950. p. 276, line 9Not for the bards of the past, not to invoke them have I launch'd you forth,
  3951. p. 276, line 13(For the war the war is over, the field is clear'd,)
  3952. p. 276, line 16Bards of the great Idea! bards of the peaceful inventions! (for the war, the war is over!)
  3953. p. 276, line 18Bards with songs as from burning coals or the lightning's fork'd stripes!
  3954. p. 276, line 19Ample Ohio's, Kanada's bards—bards of California! inland bards—bards of the war!
  3955. p. 276, line 22Let that which was behind advance to the front,
  3956. p. 276, line 24Let the old propositions be postponed,
  3957. p. 277, line 4Or subterranean sea-rills making for the sea,
  3958. p. 277, line 7With the old streams of death.)
  3959. p. 277, line 8Some threading Ohio's farm-fields or the woods,
  3960. p. 277, line 11Some in the north finding their way to Erie, Niagara, Ottawa,
  3961. p. 277, line 12Some to Atlantica's bays, and so to the great salt brine.
  3962. p. 277, line 14In I myself, in all the world, these currents flowing,
  3963. p. 277, line 15All, all toward the mystic ocean tending.
  3964. p. 277, line 17Overtures sent to the solid out of the liquid,
  3965. p. 277, line 20Out of the depths the storm's abysmic waves, who knows whence?
  3966. p. 277, line 21Raging over the vast, with many a broken spar and tatter'd sail.)
  3967. p. 277, line 22Or from the sea of Time, collecting vasting all, I bring,
  3968. p. 277, line 25Will you not little shells to the tympans of temples held,
  3969. p. 277, line 27Wafted inland, sent from Atlantica's rim, strains for the soul of the prairies,
  3970. p. 277, line 28Whisper'd reverberations, chords for the ear of the West joyously sounding,
  3971. p. 278, line 2These waifs from the deep, cast high and dry,
  3972. p. 278, line 4FOR the lands and for these passionate days and for myself,
  3973. p. 278, line 7Answering the pulses of thy sane and equable heart,
  3974. p. 278, line 16Sunrise that fullest feeds and freshens most the soul,
  3975. p. 278, line 17The heaving sea, the waves upon the shore, the musical, strong waves,
  3976. p. 278, line 18The woods, the stalwart trees, the slender, tapering trees,
  3977. p. 278, line 19The liliput countless armies of the grass,
  3978. p. 278, line 20The heat, the showers, the measureless pasturages,
  3979. p. 278, line 21The scenery of the snows, the winds' free orchestra,
  3980. p. 278, line 22The stretching light-hung roof of clouds, the clear cerulean and the silvery fringes,
  3981. p. 278, line 23The high dilating stars, the placid beckoning stars,
  3982. p. 278, line 24The moving flocks and herds, the plains and emerald meadows,
  3983. p. 278, line 25The shows of all the varied lands and all the growths and products.
  3984. 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;
  3985. p. 279, line 3Thou envy of the globe! thou miracle!
  3986. p. 279, line 5Thou lucky Mistress of the tranquil barns,
  3987. p. 279, line 6Thou Prairie Dame that sittest in the middle and lookest out upon thy world, and lookest East and lookest West,
  3988. p. 279, line 10Sad were the shows around me with deafening noises of hatred and smoke of war;
  3989. p. 279, line 11In the midst of the conflict, the heroes, I stood,
  3990. p. 279, line 12Or pass'd with slow step through the wounded and dying.
  3991. p. 279, line 14Nor the measur'd march of soldiers, nor the tents of camps,
  3992. p. 279, line 15Nor the regiments hastily coming up deploying in line of battle;
  3993. p. 279, line 16No more the sad, unnatural shows of war.
  3994. p. 279, line 17Ask'd room those flush'd immortal ranks, the first forth-stepping armies?
  3995. p. 279, line 18Ask room alas the ghastly ranks, the armies dread that follow'd.
  3996. p. 279, line 24Swarming, trailing on the rear, O you dread accruing army,
  3997. p. 279, line 26O my land's maim'd darlings, with the plenteous bloody bandage and the crutch,
  3998. p. 280, line 2On the far-stretching beauteous landscape, the roads and lanes, the high-piled farm-wagons, and the fruits and barns,
  3999. p. 280, line 3Should the dead intrude?
  4000. p. 280, line 4Ah the dead to me mar not, they fit well in Nature,
  4001. p. 280, line 5They fit very well in the landscape under the trees and grass,
  4002. p. 280, line 6And along the edge of the sky in the horizon's far margin.
  4003. p. 280, line 9But most in the open air as now when my soul is rapt and at peace, like pleasing phantoms,
  4004. p. 280, line 11I saw the day the return of the heroes,
  4005. p. 280, line 12(Yet the heroes never surpass'd shall never return,
  4006. p. 280, line 14I saw the interminable corps, I saw the processions of armies,
  4007. p. 280, line 18Worn, swart, handsome, strong, of the stock of homestead and workshop,
  4008. p. 280, line 21A pause—the armies wait,
  4009. p. 280, line 23The world too waits, then soft as breaking night and sure as dawn,
  4010. p. 280, line 30Other the arms the fields henceforth for you, or South or North,
  4011. p. 281, line 2The season of thanks and the voice of full-yielding,
  4012. p. 281, line 3The chant of joy and power for boundless fertility.
  4013. p. 281, line 5I see the true arenas of my race, or first or last,
  4014. p. 281, line 7I see the heroes at other toils,
  4015. p. 281, line 8I see well-wielded in their hands the better weapons.
  4016. p. 281, line 9I see where the Mother of All,
  4017. p. 281, line 11And counts the varied gathering of the products.
  4018. p. 281, line 12Busy the far, the sunlit panorama,
  4019. p. 281, line 13Prairie, orchard, and yellow grain of the North,
  4020. p. 281, line 14Cotton and rice of the South and Louisianian cane,
  4021. p. 281, line 19And the good green grass, that delicate miracle the ever-recurring grass.
  4022. p. 281, line 20Toil on heroes! harvest the products!
  4023. p. 281, line 21Not alone on those warlike fields the Mother of All,
  4024. p. 281, line 23Toil on heroes! toil well! handle the weapons well!
  4025. p. 281, line 24The Mother of All, yet here as ever she watches you.
  4026. p. 281, line 26Over the fields of the West those crawling monsters,
  4027. p. 281, line 27The human-divine inventions, the labor-saving implements;
  4028. p. 281, line 28Beholdest moving in every direction imbued as with life the revolving hay-rakes,
  4029. p. 281, line 29The steam-power reaping-machines and the horse-power machines,
  4030. p. 281, line 30The engines, thrashers of grain and cleaners of grain, well separating the straw, the nimble work of the patent pitchfork,
  4031. p. 281, line 31Beholdest the newer saw-mill, the southern cotton-gin, and the rice-cleanser.
  4032. p. 282, line 2With these and else and with their own strong hands the heroes harvest.
  4033. p. 282, line 7Harvest the wheat of Ohio, Illinois, Wisconsin, every barbed spear under thee,
  4034. p. 282, line 8Harvest the maize of Missouri, Kentucky, Tennessee, each ear in its light-green sheath,
  4035. p. 282, line 9Gather the hay to its myriad mows in the odorous tranquil barns,
  4036. p. 282, line 10Oats to their bins, the white potato, the buckwheat of Michigan, to theirs;
  4037. p. 282, line 11Gather the cotton in Mississippi or Alabama, dig and hoard the golden the sweet potato of Georgia and the Carolinas,
  4038. p. 282, line 12Clip the wool of California or Pennsylvania,
  4039. p. 282, line 13Cut the flax in the Middle States, or hemp or tobacco in the Borders,
  4040. p. 282, line 14Pick the pea and the bean, or pull apples from the trees or bunches of grapes from the vines,
  4041. p. 282, line 16Under the beaming sun and under thee.
  4042. p. 282, line 18And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became,
  4043. p. 282, line 19And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day,
  4044. p. 282, line 21The early lilacs became part of this child,
  4045. p. 282, line 22And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and red clover, and the song of the phoebe-bird,
  4046. p. 282, line 23And the Third-month lambs and the sow's pink-faint litter, and the mare's foal and the cow's calf,
  4047. p. 282, line 24And the noisy brood of the barnyard or by the mire of the pond-side,
  4048. p. 283, line 1And the fish suspending themselves so curiously below there, and the beautiful curious liquid,
  4049. p. 283, line 2And the water-plants with their graceful flat heads, all became part of him.
  4050. p. 283, line 3The field-sprouts of Fourth-month and Fifth-month became part of him,
  4051. p. 283, line 4Winter-grain sprouts and those of the light-yellow corn, and the esculent roots of the garden,
  4052. p. 283, line 5And the apple-trees cover'd with blossoms and the fruit afterward, and wood-berries, and the commonest weeds by the road,
  4053. p. 283, line 6And the old drunkard staggering home from the outhouse of the tavern whence he had lately risen,
  4054. p. 283, line 7And the schoolmistress that pass'd on her way to the school,
  4055. p. 283, line 8And the friendly boys that pass'd, and the quarrelsome boys,
  4056. p. 283, line 9And the tidy and fresh-cheek'd girls, and the barefoot negro boy and girl,
  4057. p. 283, line 10And all the changes of city and country wherever he went.
  4058. p. 283, line 14The mother at home quietly placing the dishes on the supper-table,
  4059. p. 283, line 15The mother with mild words, clean her cap and gown, a wholesome odor falling off her person and clothes as she walks by,
  4060. p. 283, line 16The father, strong, self-sufficient, manly, mean, anger'd, unjust,
  4061. p. 283, line 17The blow, the quick loud word, the tight bargain, the crafty lure,
  4062. p. 283, line 18The family usages, the language, the company, the furniture, the yearning and swelling heart,
  4063. 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,
  4064. p. 283, line 20The doubts of day-time and the doubts of night-time, the curious whether and how,
  4065. p. 283, line 22Men and women crowding fast in the streets, if they are not flashes and specks what are they?
  4066. p. 283, line 23The streets themselves and the façades of houses, and goods in the windows,
  4067. p. 283, line 24Vehicles, teams, the heavy-plank'd wharves, the huge crossing at the ferries,
  4068. p. 283, line 25The village on the highland seen from afar at sunset, the river between,
  4069. p. 284, line 1Shadows, aureola and mist, the light falling on roofs and gables of white or brown two miles off,
  4070. p. 284, line 2The schooner near by sleepily dropping down the tide, the little boat slack-tow'd astern,
  4071. p. 284, line 3The hurrying tumbling waves, quick-broken crests, slapping,
  4072. 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,
  4073. p. 284, line 5The horizon's edge, the flying sea-crow, the fragrance of salt marsh and shore mud,
  4074. p. 284, line 9Once a queen, now lean and tatter'd seated on the ground,
  4075. p. 284, line 13Of all the earth her heart most full of sorrow because most full of love.
  4076. p. 284, line 15You need crouch there no longer on the cold ground with forehead between your knees,
  4077. p. 284, line 17For know you the one you mourn is not in that grave,
  4078. p. 284, line 18It was an illusion, the son you love was not really dead,
  4079. p. 284, line 19The Lord is not dead, he is risen again young and strong in another country,
  4080. p. 284, line 20Even while you wept there by your fallen harp by the grave,
  4081. p. 284, line 21What you wept for was translated, pass'd from the grave,
  4082. p. 284, line 22The winds favor'd and the sea sail'd it,
  4083. p. 284, line 25BY the city dead-house by the gate,
  4084. p. 284, line 26As idly sauntering wending my way from the clangor,
  4085. p. 285, line 1Her corpse they deposit unclaim'd, it lies on the damp brick pavement,
  4086. p. 285, line 2The divine woman, her body, I see the body, I look on it alone,
  4087. p. 285, line 5But the house alone—that wondrous house—that delicate fair house—that ruin!
  4088. p. 285, line 6That immortal house more than all the rows of dwellings ever built!
  4089. p. 285, line 7Or white-domed capitol with majestic figure surmounted, or all the old high-spired cathedrals,
  4090. p. 285, line 16I withdraw from the still woods I loved,
  4091. p. 285, line 17I will not go now on the pastures to walk,
  4092. p. 285, line 18I will not strip the clothes from my body to meet my lover the sea,
  4093. p. 285, line 19I will not touch my flesh to the earth as to other flesh to renew me.
  4094. p. 285, line 20O how can it be that the ground itself does not sicken?
  4095. p. 286, line 1Where have you drawn off all the foul liquid and meat?
  4096. p. 286, line 3I will run a furrow with my plough, I will press my spade through the sod and turn it up underneath,
  4097. p. 286, line 4I am sure I shall expose some of the foul meat.
  4098. p. 286, line 7The grass of spring covers the prairies,
  4099. p. 286, line 8The bean bursts noiselessly through the mould in the garden,
  4100. p. 286, line 9The delicate spear of the onion pierces upward,
  4101. p. 286, line 10The apple-buds cluster together on the apple-branches,
  4102. p. 286, line 11The resurrection of the wheat appears with pale visage out of its graves,
  4103. p. 286, line 12The tinge awakes over the willow-tree and the mulberry-tree,
  4104. p. 286, line 13The he-birds carol mornings and evenings while the she-birds sit on their nests,
  4105. p. 286, line 14The young of poultry break through the hatch'd eggs,
  4106. p. 286, line 15The new-born of animals appear, the calf is dropt from the cow, the colt from the mare,
  4107. p. 286, line 16Out of its little hill faithfully rise the potato's dark green leaves,
  4108. p. 286, line 17Out of its hill rises the yellow maize-stalk, the lilacs bloom in the dooryards,
  4109. p. 286, line 18The summer growth is innocent and disdainful above all those strata of sour dead.
  4110. p. 286, line 20That the winds are really not infectious,
  4111. p. 286, line 21That this is no cheat, this transparent green-wash of the sea which is so amorous after me,
  4112. p. 286, line 23That it will not endanger me with the fevers that have deposited themselves in it,
  4113. p. 286, line 25That the cool drink from the well tastes so good,
  4114. 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,
  4115. p. 286, line 28That when I recline on the grass I do not catch any disease,
  4116. p. 287, line 1Now I am terrified at the Earth, it is that calm and patient,
  4117. p. 287, line 10Or by the indifference or ingratitude of the people, or by any unfaithfulness,
  4118. p. 287, line 11Or the show of the tushes of power, soldiers, cannon, penal statutes.
  4119. p. 287, line 12What we believe in waits latent forever through all the continents,
  4120. p. 287, line 17For I am the sworn poet of every dauntless rebel the world over,
  4121. p. 287, line 20The battle rages with many a loud alarm and frequent advance and retreat,
  4122. p. 287, line 21The infidel triumphs, or supposes he triumphs,
  4123. p. 287, line 22The prison, scaffold, garroté, handcuffs, iron necklace and leadballs do their work,
  4124. p. 287, line 23The named and unnamed heroes pass to other spheres,
  4125. p. 287, line 24The great speakers and writers are exiled, they lie sick in distant lands,
  4126. p. 287, line 25The cause is asleep, the strongest throats are choked with their own blood,
  4127. p. 287, line 26The young men droop their eyelashes toward the ground when they meet;
  4128. p. 287, line 27But for all this Liberty has not gone out of the place, nor the infidel enter'd into full possession.
  4129. p. 288, line 1When liberty goes out of a place it is not the first to go, nor the second or third to go,
  4130. p. 288, line 2It waits for all the rest to go, it is the last.
  4131. p. 288, line 4And when all life and all the souls of men and women are discharged from any part of the earth,
  4132. p. 288, line 5Then only shall liberty or the idea of liberty be discharged from that part of the earth,
  4133. p. 288, line 6And the infidel come into full possession.
  4134. p. 288, line 21What of liberty and slavery among them, what they thought of death and the soul,
  4135. p. 289, line 1I know that they belong to the scheme of the world every bit as much as we now belong to it.
  4136. p. 289, line 9Are those women of the old experience of the earth gone?
  4137. 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,
  4138. 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;
  4139. p. 289, line 16I suspect their results curiously await in the yet unseen world, counterparts of what accrued to them in the seen world,
  4140. p. 289, line 21The last explanation always remains to be made about prudence,
  4141. p. 289, line 22Little and large alike drop quietly aside from the prudence that suits immortality.
  4142. p. 289, line 23The soul is of itself,
  4143. 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,
  4144. p. 290, line 3But the same affects him or her onward afterward through the indirect lifetime.
  4145. p. 290, line 4The indirect is just as much as the direct,
  4146. p. 290, line 5The spirit receives from the body just as much as it gives to the body, if not more.
  4147. p. 290, line 6Not one word or deed, not venereal sore, discoloration, privacy of the onanist,
  4148. p. 290, line 9Charity and personal force are the only investments worth any thing.
  4149. p. 290, line 11In the unshakable order of the universe and through the whole scope of it forever.
  4150. p. 290, line 13Savage, felon, President, judge, farmer, sailor, mechanic, literat, young, old, it is the same,
  4151. p. 290, line 14The interest will come round—all will come round.
  4152. 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,
  4153. p. 290, line 16All the brave actions of war and peace,
  4154. p. 290, line 17All help given to relatives, strangers, the poor, old, sorrowful, young children, widows, the sick, and to shunn'd persons,
  4155. p. 290, line 18All self-denial that stood steady and aloof on wrecks, and saw others fill the seats of the boats,
  4156. p. 290, line 19All offering of substance or life for the good old cause, or for a friend's sake, or opinion's sake,
  4157. p. 290, line 21All the limitless sweet love and precious suffering of mothers,
  4158. p. 290, line 23All the grandeur and good of ancient nations whose fragments we inherit,
  4159. p. 290, line 24All the good of the dozens of ancient nations unknown to us by name, date, location,
  4160. p. 291, line 2All suggestions of the divine mind of man or the divinity of his mouth, or the shaping of his great hands,
  4161. 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,
  4162. p. 291, line 5These inure, have inured, shall inure, to the identities from which they sprang, or shall spring.
  4163. p. 291, line 7The world does not so exist, no parts palpable or impalpable so exist,
  4164. p. 291, line 9Without the farthest conceivable one coming a bit nearer the beginning than any.
  4165. p. 291, line 11Prudence entirely satisfies the craving and glut of souls,
  4166. p. 291, line 12Itself only finally satisfies the soul,
  4167. p. 291, line 13The soul has that measureless pride which revolts from every lesson but its own.
  4168. p. 291, line 14Now I breathe the word of the prudence that walks abreast with time, space, reality,
  4169. p. 291, line 15That answers the pride which refuses every lesson but its own.
  4170. p. 291, line 18Divides not the righteous from the unrighteous or the living from the dead,
  4171. p. 291, line 21Knows that the young man who composedly peril'd his life and lost it has done exceedingly well for himself without doubt,
  4172. p. 291, line 24Who favors body and soul the same,
  4173. p. 291, line 25Who perceives the indirect assuredly following the direct,
  4174. p. 292, line 3RANG the refrain along the hall, the prison,
  4175. p. 292, line 4Rose to the roof, the vaults of heaven above,
  4176. p. 292, line 5Pouring in floods of melody in tones so pensive sweet and strong the like whereof was never heard,
  4177. p. 292, line 6Reaching the far-off sentry and the armed guards, who ceas'd their pacing,
  4178. p. 292, line 7Making the hearer's pulses stop for ecstasy and awe.
  4179. p. 292, line 8The sun was low in the west one winter day,
  4180. p. 292, line 9When down a narrow aisle amid the thieves and outlaws of the land,
  4181. p. 292, line 10(There by the hundreds seated, sear-faced murderers, wily counterfeiters,
  4182. p. 292, line 11Gather'd to Sunday church in prison walls, the keepers round,
  4183. p. 292, line 14Whom seating on their stools beside her on the platform,
  4184. p. 292, line 15She, first preluding with the instrument a low and musical prelude,
  4185. p. 292, line 25It was not I that sinn'd the sin,
  4186. p. 292, line 26The ruthless body dragg'd me in;
  4187. p. 292, line 28The body was too much for me.
  4188. p. 292, line 30For soon or late the certain grace;
  4189. p. 293, line 2The heavenly pardoner death shall come.
  4190. p. 293, line 5The singer ceas'd,
  4191. p. 293, line 8Then rising, passing back along the narrow aisle between them,
  4192. p. 293, line 9While her gown touch'd them rustling in the silence,
  4193. p. 293, line 10She vanish'd with her children in the dusk.
  4194. p. 293, line 16The mother's voice in lullaby, the sister's care, the happy childhood,
  4195. p. 293, line 17The long-pent spirit rous'd to reminiscence;
  4196. p. 293, line 18A wondrous minute then—but after in the solitary night, to many, many there,
  4197. p. 293, line 19Years after, even in the hour of death, the sad refrain, the tune, the voice, the words,
  4198. p. 293, line 20Resumed, the large calm lady walks the narrow aisle,
  4199. p. 293, line 21The wailing melody again, the singer in the prison sings,
  4200. p. 293, line 26Gather the welcome signs, (as children with pebbles or stringing shells,)
  4201. p. 293, line 27Put in April and May, the hylas croaking in the ponds, the elastic air,
  4202. p. 293, line 28Bees, butterflies, the sparrow with its simple notes,
  4203. p. 294, line 1Blue-bird and darting swallow, nor forget the high-hole flashing his golden wings,
  4204. p. 294, line 2The tranquil sunny haze, the clinging smoke, the vapor,
  4205. p. 294, line 3Shimmer of waters with fish in them, the cerulean above,
  4206. p. 294, line 4All that is jocund and sparkling, the brooks running,
  4207. p. 294, line 5The maple woods, the crisp February days and the sugar-making,
  4208. p. 294, line 6The robin where he hops, bright-eyed, brown-breasted,
  4209. p. 294, line 8Or flitting among the trees of the apple-orchard, building the nest of his mate,
  4210. p. 294, line 9The melted snow of March, the willow sending forth its yellow-green sprouts,
  4211. p. 294, line 10For spring-time is here! the summer is here! and what is this in it and from it?
  4212. p. 294, line 11Thou, soul, unloosen'd—the restlessness after I know not what;
  4213. p. 294, line 15To glide with thee O soul, o'er all, in all, as a ship o'er the waters;
  4214. p. 294, line 16Gathering these hints, the preludes, the blue sky, the grass, the morning drops of dew,
  4215. p. 294, line 17The lilac-scent, the bushes with dark green heart-shaped leaves,
  4216. p. 294, line 18Wood-violets, the little delicate pale blossoms called innocence,
  4217. p. 294, line 20To grace the bush I love—to sing with the birds,
  4218. p. 294, line 24The life thou lived'st we know not,
  4219. p. 294, line 25But that thou walk'dst thy years in barter, 'mid the haunts of brokers,
  4220. p. 294, line 29Turning from all the samples, monuments of heroes.
  4221. p. 295, line 1While through the interior vistas,
  4222. p. 295, line 2Noiseless uprose, phantasmic, (as by night Auroras of the north,)
  4223. p. 295, line 5In one, among the city streets a laborer's home appear'd,
  4224. p. 295, line 6After his day's work done, cleanly, sweet-air'd, the gaslight burning,
  4225. p. 295, line 7The carpet swept and a fire in the cheerful stove.
  4226. p. 295, line 8In one, the sacred parturition scene,
  4227. p. 295, line 13Hundreds concentring, walk'd the paths and streets and roads,
  4228. p. 295, line 19'Mid plenteous books and journals, paintings on the walls, fine statuettes,
  4229. p. 295, line 22All, all the shows of laboring life,
  4230. p. 295, line 24Their wants provided for, hued in the sun and tinged for once with joy,
  4231. p. 295, line 25Marriage, the street, the factory, farm, the house-room, lodging-room,
  4232. p. 295, line 26Labor and toil, the bath, gymnasium, playground, library, college,
  4233. p. 295, line 27The student, boy or girl, led forward to be taught,
  4234. p. 295, line 28The sick cared for, the shoeless shod, the orphan father'd and mother'd,
  4235. p. 295, line 29The hungry fed, the houseless housed;
  4236. p. 295, line 30(The intentions perfect and divine,
  4237. p. 295, line 31The workings, details, haply human.)
  4238. p. 296, line 1Tallying the gifts of earth, large as the earth,
  4239. p. 296, line 6By you Potomac laving the ground Washington trod, by you Patapsco,
  4240. p. 296, line 8But to the high seas launch, my thought, his memory.
  4241. p. 296, line 10These lights and shades, this drama of the whole,
  4242. p. 296, line 11This common curtain of the face contain'd in me for me, in you for you, in each for each,
  4243. p. 296, line 13The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)
  4244. p. 296, line 17Out from the convolutions of this globe,
  4245. p. 296, line 19This condensation of the universe, (nay here the only universe,
  4246. p. 296, line 20Here the idea, all in this mystic handful wrapt;)
  4247. p. 296, line 26(As the first volume of a tale perused and laid away, and this the second,
  4248. p. 297, line 1As on the road or at some crevice door by chance, or open'd window,
  4249. p. 297, line 5VOCALISM, measure, concentration, determination, and the divine power to speak words;
  4250. p. 297, line 8Come duly to the divine power to speak words?
  4251. p. 297, line 13After these and more, it is just possible there comes to a man, a woman, the divine power to speak words;
  4252. p. 297, line 16They debouch as they are wanted to march obediently through the mouth of that man or that woman.
  4253. p. 297, line 18Surely whoever speaks to me in the right voice, him or her I shall follow,
  4254. p. 297, line 19As the water follows the moon, silently, with fluid steps, anywhere around the globe.
  4255. p. 297, line 20All waits for the right voices;
  4256. p. 297, line 21Where is the practis'd and perfect organ? where is the develop'd soul?
  4257. p. 298, line 2Until that comes which has the quality to strike and to unclose,
  4258. p. 298, line 3Until that comes which has the quality to bring forth what lies slumbering forever ready in all words.
  4259. p. 298, line 8That we all labor together transmitting the same charge and succession,
  4260. p. 298, line 12We walk silent among disputes and assertions, but reject not the disputers nor any thing that is asserted,
  4261. p. 298, line 13We hear the bawling and din, we are reach'd at by divisions, jealousies, recriminations on every side,
  4262. p. 298, line 15Yet we walk unheld, free, the whole earth over, journeying up and down till we make our ineffaceable mark upon time and the diverse eras,
  4263. 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.
  4264. p. 298, line 21You prostitutes flaunting over the trottoirs or obscene in your rooms,
  4265. p. 299, line 13All must have reference to the ensemble of the world, and the compact truth of the world,
  4266. p. 299, line 14There shall be no subject too pronounced—all works shall illustrate the divine law of indirections.
  4267. p. 299, line 16What do you suppose will satisfy the soul, except to walk free and own no superior?
  4268. p. 299, line 19And that that is what the oldest and newest myths finally mean?
  4269. p. 299, line 22Not till the sun excludes you do I exclude you,
  4270. p. 299, line 23Not till the waters refuse to glisten for you and the leaves to rustle for you, do my words refuse to glisten and rustle for you.
  4271. p. 300, line 5For a clew to the history of the past for myself, and for these chants—and now I have found it,
  4272. p. 300, line 6It is not in those paged fables in the libraries, (them I neither accept nor reject,)
  4273. p. 300, line 7It is no more in the legends than in all else,
  4274. p. 300, line 8It is in the present—it is this earth to-day,
  4275. p. 300, line 9It is in Democracy—(the purport and aim of all the past,)
  4276. p. 300, line 10It is the life of one man or one woman to-day—the average man of to-day,
  4277. p. 300, line 12It is in the broad show of artificial things, ships, machinery, politics, creeds, modern improvements, and the interchange of nations,
  4278. p. 300, line 13All for the modern—all for the average man of to-day.
  4279. p. 300, line 14OF persons arrived at high positions, ceremonies, wealth, scholarships, and the like;
  4280. p. 300, line 17And often to me each one mocks the others, and mocks himself or herself,
  4281. p. 300, line 18And of each one the core of life, namely happiness, is full of the rotten excrement of maggots,
  4282. p. 300, line 19And often to me those men and women pass unwittingly the true realities of life, and go toward false realities,
  4283. p. 300, line 21And often to me they are sad, hasty, unwaked sonnambules walking the dusk.)
  4284. p. 301, line 3Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
  4285. p. 301, line 4Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
  4286. p. 301, line 5Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water,
  4287. p. 301, line 6Or stand under trees in the woods,
  4288. p. 301, line 7Or talk by day with any one I love, or sleep in the bed at night with any one I love,
  4289. p. 301, line 8Or sit at table at dinner with the rest,
  4290. p. 301, line 9Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,
  4291. p. 301, line 10Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon,
  4292. p. 301, line 11Or animals feeding in the fields,
  4293. p. 301, line 12Or birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,
  4294. p. 301, line 13Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet and bright,
  4295. p. 301, line 14Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring;
  4296. p. 301, line 15These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
  4297. p. 301, line 16The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place.
  4298. p. 301, line 17To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
  4299. p. 301, line 19Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,
  4300. p. 301, line 20Every foot of the interior swarms with the same.
  4301. p. 301, line 21To me the sea is a continual miracle,
  4302. p. 301, line 22The fishes that swim—the rocks—the motion of the waves—the ships with men in them,
  4303. p. 301, line 24WHERE the city's ceaseless crowd moves on the livelong day,
  4304. p. 301, line 26By the curb toward the edge of the flagging,
  4305. p. 301, line 28Bending over he carefully holds it to the stone, by foot and knee,
  4306. p. 302, line 2Sparkles from the wheel.
  4307. p. 302, line 3The scene and all its belongings, how they seize and affect me,
  4308. p. 302, line 4The sad sharp-chinn'd old man with worn clothes and broad shoulder-band of leather,
  4309. p. 302, line 6The group, (an unminded point set in a vast surrounding,)
  4310. p. 302, line 7The attentive, quiet children, the loud, proud, restive base of the streets,
  4311. p. 302, line 8The low hoarse purr of the whirling stone, the light-press'd blade,
  4312. p. 302, line 10Sparkles from the wheel.
  4313. p. 302, line 12The greater the reform needed, the greater the Personality you need to accomplish it.
  4314. 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?
  4315. p. 302, line 15O the magnet! the flesh over and over!
  4316. p. 302, line 18UNFOLDED out of the folds of the woman man comes unfolded, and is always to come unfolded,
  4317. p. 302, line 19Unfolded only out of the superbest woman of the earth is to come the superbest man of the earth,
  4318. p. 302, line 20Unfolded out of the friendliest woman is to come the friendliest man,
  4319. p. 302, line 21Unfolded only out of the perfect body of a woman can a man be form'd of perfect body,
  4320. p. 303, line 1Unfolded only out of the inimitable poems of woman can come the poems of man, (only thence have my poems come;)
  4321. p. 303, line 2Unfolded out of the strong and arrogant woman I love, only thence can appear the strong and arrogant man I love,
  4322. p. 303, line 3Unfolded by brawny embraces from the well-muscled woman I love, only thence come the brawny embraces of the man,
  4323. p. 303, line 4Unfolded out of the folds of the woman's brain come all the folds of the man's brain, duly obedient,
  4324. p. 303, line 5Unfolded out of the justice of the woman all justice is unfolded,
  4325. p. 303, line 6Unfolded out of the sympathy of the woman is all sympathy;
  4326. 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;
  4327. p. 303, line 8First the man is shaped in the woman, he can then be shaped in himself.
  4328. 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;
  4329. p. 303, line 12Did you think there was nothing but two or three pronunciations in the sound of your name?
  4330. 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,
  4331. p. 303, line 15Who has not look'd forth from the windows the eyes for nothing, or whose brain held audience with messengers for nothing,
  4332. p. 303, line 16Who contains believers and disbelievers, who is the most majestic lover,
  4333. p. 303, line 17Who holds duly his or her triune proportion of realism, spiritualism, and of the æsthetic or intellectual,
  4334. p. 303, line 18Who having consider'd the body finds all its organs and parts good,
  4335. p. 303, line 19Who, out of the theory of the earth and of his or her body understands by subtle analogies all other theories,
  4336. p. 303, line 20The theory of a city, a poem, and of the large politics of these States;
  4337. p. 304, line 2Who, constructing the house of himself or herself, not for a day but for all time, sees races, eras, dates, generations,
  4338. p. 304, line 3The past, the future, dwelling there, like space, inseparable together.
  4339. p. 304, line 5But I, from the banks of the running Missouri, praise nothing in art or aught else,
  4340. p. 304, line 6Till it has well inhaled the atmosphere of this river, also the western prairie-scent,
  4341. p. 304, line 10The stupid and the wise thinker, parents and offspring, merchant, clerk, porter and customer,
  4342. p. 304, line 12It is no lesson—it lets down the bars to a good lesson,
  4343. p. 304, line 14The great laws take and effuse without argument,
  4344. p. 304, line 15I am of the same style, for I am their friend,
  4345. p. 304, line 17I lie abstracted and hear beautiful tales of things and the reasons of things,
  4346. 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,
  4347. p. 305, line 1I do not think seventy years is the time of a man or woman,
  4348. p. 305, line 2Nor that seventy millions of years is the time of a man or woman,
  4349. p. 305, line 3Nor that years will ever stop the existence of me, or any one else.
  4350. 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.
  4351. p. 305, line 10And that the moon spins round the earth and on with the earth, is equally wonderful,
  4352. p. 305, line 11And that they balance themselves with the sun and stars is equally wonderful.
  4353. p. 305, line 12ALL submit to them where they sit, inner, secure, unapproachable to analysis in the soul,
  4354. p. 305, line 13Not traditions, not the outer authorities are the judges,
  4355. p. 305, line 14They are the judges of outer authorities and of all traditions,
  4356. p. 305, line 17ON my Northwest coast in the midst of the night a fishermen's group stands watching,
  4357. p. 305, line 18Out on the lake that expands before them, others are spearing salmon,
  4358. p. 305, line 19The canoe, a dim shadowy thing, moves across the black water,
  4359. p. 305, line 20Bearing a torch ablaze at the prow.
  4360. p. 306, line 2The brightness of thy hope and strength and fame,
  4361. p. 306, line 3Like some proud ship that led the fleet so long,
  4362. p. 306, line 4Beseems to-day a wreck driven by the gale, a mastless hulk,
  4363. p. 306, line 9The struggle and the daring, rage divine for liberty,
  4364. p. 306, line 10Of aspirations toward the far ideal, enthusiast's dreams of brotherhood,
  4365. p. 306, line 11Of terror to the tyrant and the priest.
  4366. p. 306, line 19In that thou wouldst not really sell thyself however great the price,
  4367. p. 306, line 21In that alone among thy sisters thou, giantess, didst rend the ones that shamed thee,
  4368. p. 306, line 22In that thou couldst not, wouldst not, wear the usual chains,
  4369. p. 306, line 24The spear thrust in thy side.
  4370. p. 306, line 27Sure as the ship of all, the Earth itself,
  4371. p. 306, line 31Onward beneath the sun following its course,
  4372. p. 307, line 1Finish'd the days, the clouds dispel'd,
  4373. p. 307, line 2The travail o'er, the long-sought extrication,
  4374. p. 307, line 3When lo! reborn, high o'er the European world,
  4375. p. 307, line 8IN a far-away northern county in the placid pastoral region,
  4376. p. 307, line 9Lives my farmer friend, the theme of my recitative, a famous tamer of oxen,
  4377. p. 307, line 10There they bring him the three-year-olds and the four-year-olds to break them,
  4378. p. 307, line 11He will take the wildest steer in the world and break him and tame him,
  4379. p. 307, line 12He will go fearless without any whip where the young bullock chafes up and down the yard,
  4380. p. 307, line 13The bullock's head tosses restless high in the air with raging eyes,
  4381. p. 307, line 15See you! on the farms hereabout a hundred oxen young and old, and he is the man who has tamed them,
  4382. p. 307, line 19Some have wide flaring horns (a good sign)—see you! the bright hides,
  4383. p. 307, line 20See, the two with stars on their foreheads—see, the round bodies and broad backs,
  4384. p. 307, line 27In the northern county far, in the placid pastoral region.
  4385. p. 308, line 4O fair auroral skies—O morning dew upon the grass!
  4386. p. 308, line 8Soon to sail out over the measureless seas,
  4387. p. 308, line 9On the soul's voyage.
  4388. p. 308, line 11Only the tiresome spelling, writing, ciphering classes?
  4389. 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?
  4390. p. 308, line 15Why this is not the church at all—the church is living, ever living souls.")
  4391. p. 308, line 17Cast you the real reckoning for your present?
  4392. p. 308, line 18The lights and shadows of your future, good or evil?
  4393. p. 308, line 19To girlhood, boyhood look, the teacher and the school.
  4394. p. 308, line 21Emerging from the night from gloomy thoughts, thee in my thoughts,
  4395. p. 308, line 24This common marvel I beheld—the parent thrush I watch'd feeding its young,
  4396. p. 308, line 25The singing thrush whose tones of joy and faith ecstatic,
  4397. p. 309, line 5Who knows but these may be the lessons fit for you?
  4398. p. 309, line 7Destin'd to fill the world.
  4399. p. 309, line 8THROUGH the soft evening air enwinding all,
  4400. p. 309, line 14Not to the city's fresco'd rooms, not to the audience of the opera house,
  4401. p. 309, line 18Ray'd in the limpid yellow slanting sundown,
  4402. p. 309, line 26Standing secure, rapidly tending, overlooking the world,
  4403. p. 309, line 28What if one gift thou lackest? (the ultimate human problem never solving,)
  4404. p. 309, line 29The gift of perfect women fit for thee—what if that gift of gifts thou lackest?
  4405. p. 309, line 30The towering feminine of thee? the beauty, health, completion, fit for thee?
  4406. p. 309, line 31The mothers fit for thee?
  4407. p. 310, line 2It is round, it is only a few inches from one side to the other;
  4408. p. 310, line 3Yet behold, it has room for all the shows of the world, all memories!
  4409. p. 310, line 4Here the tableaus of life, and here the groupings of death;
  4410. p. 310, line 6With finger rais'd he points to the prodigal pictures.
  4411. p. 310, line 10By all the world contributed—freedom's and law's and thrift's society,
  4412. p. 310, line 11The crown and teeming paradise, so far, of time's accumulations,
  4413. p. 310, line 12To justify the past.
  4414. p. 310, line 13PROUD music of the storm,
  4415. p. 310, line 14Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies,
  4416. p. 310, line 15Strong hum of forest tree-tops—wind of the mountains,
  4417. p. 310, line 18Blending with Nature's rhythmus all the tongues of nations;
  4418. p. 310, line 20You formless, free, religious dances—you from the Orient,
  4419. p. 310, line 23Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls,
  4420. p. 310, line 24Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending me powerless,
  4421. p. 310, line 26Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire,
  4422. p. 310, line 28Parting the midnight, entering my slumber-chamber,
  4423. p. 311, line 2The duet of the bridegroom and the bride, a marriage-march,
  4424. p. 311, line 3With lips of love, and hearts of lovers fill'd to the brim with love,
  4425. p. 311, line 4The red-flush'd cheeks and perfumes, the cortege swarming full of friendly faces young and old,
  4426. p. 311, line 7Victoria! see'st thou in powder-smoke the banners torn but flying? the rout of the baffled?
  4427. p. 311, line 9(Ah soul, the sobs of women, the wounded groaning in agony,
  4428. p. 311, line 10The hiss and crackle of flames, the blacken'd ruins, the embers of cities,
  4429. p. 311, line 11The dirge and desolation of mankind.)
  4430. p. 311, line 14I hear the minnesingers singing their lays of love,
  4431. p. 311, line 15I hear the minstrels, gleemen, troubadours, of the middle ages.
  4432. p. 311, line 16Now the great organ sounds,
  4433. p. 311, line 17Tremulous, while underneath, (as the hid footholds of the earth,
  4434. p. 311, line 20Green blades of grass and warbling birds, children that gambol and play, the clouds of heaven above,)
  4435. p. 311, line 21The strong base stands, and its pulsations intermits not,
  4436. p. 311, line 22Bathing, supporting, merging all the rest, maternity of all the rest,
  4437. p. 311, line 24The players playing, all the world's musicians,
  4438. p. 311, line 25The solemn hymns and masses rousing adoration,
  4439. p. 311, line 27The measureless sweet vocalists of ages,
  4440. p. 311, line 31As of the far-back days the poets tell, the Paradiso,
  4441. p. 311, line 32The straying thence, the separation long, but now the wandering done,
  4442. p. 311, line 33The journey done, the journeyman come home,
  4443. p. 312, line 2(The Almighty leader now for once has signal'd with his wand.)
  4444. p. 312, line 3The manly strophe of the husbands of the world,
  4445. p. 312, line 4And all the wives responding.
  4446. p. 312, line 5The tongues of violins,
  4447. p. 312, line 11(The voice, O tender voices, memory's loving voices,
  4448. p. 312, line 13The rain, the growing corn, the breeze among the long-leav'd corn,
  4449. p. 312, line 14The measur'd sea-surf beating on the sand,
  4450. p. 312, line 15The twittering bird, the hawk's sharp scream,
  4451. p. 312, line 16The wild-fowl's notes at night as flying low migrating north or south,
  4452. p. 312, line 17The psalm in the country church or mid the clustering trees, the open air camp-meeting,
  4453. p. 312, line 18The fiddler in the tavern, the glee, the long-strung sailor-song,
  4454. p. 312, line 19The lowing cattle, bleating sheep, the crowing cock at dawn.
  4455. p. 312, line 21The German airs of friendship, wine and love,
  4456. p. 312, line 23Chansons of France, Scotch tunes, and o'er the rest,
  4457. p. 312, line 25Across the stage with pallor on her face, yet lurid passion,
  4458. p. 312, line 26Stalks Norma brandishing the dagger in her hand.
  4459. p. 312, line 29I see where Ernani walking the bridal garden,
  4460. p. 312, line 30Amid the scent of night-roses, radiant, holding his bride by the hand,
  4461. p. 312, line 31Hears the infernal call, the death-pledge of the horn.
  4462. p. 312, line 33The clear electric base and baritone of the world,
  4463. p. 312, line 34The trombone duo, Libertad forever!
  4464. p. 313, line 3Song of lost love, the torch of youth and life quench'd in despair,
  4465. p. 313, line 4Song of the dying swan, Fernando's heart is breaking.
  4466. p. 313, line 6Copious as stars and glad as morning light the torrents of her joy.
  4467. p. 313, line 7(The teeming lady comes,
  4468. p. 313, line 8The lustrious orb, Venus contralto, the blooming mother,
  4469. p. 313, line 11I hear in the William Tell the music of an arous'd and angry people,
  4470. p. 313, line 12I hear Meyerbeer's Huguenots, the Prophet, or Robert,
  4471. p. 313, line 14I hear the dance-music of all nations,
  4472. p. 313, line 15The waltz, some delicious measure, lapsing, bathing me in bliss,
  4473. p. 313, line 16The bolero to tinkling guitars and clattering castanets.
  4474. p. 313, line 18I hear the sound of the Hebrew lyre,
  4475. p. 313, line 19I see the crusaders marching bearing the cross on high, to the martial clang of cymbals,
  4476. p. 313, line 21I see the rapt religious dances of the Persians and the Arabs,
  4477. p. 313, line 22Again, at Eleusis, home of Ceres, I see the modern Greeks dancing,
  4478. p. 313, line 24I hear the metrical shuffling of their feet.
  4479. p. 313, line 25I see again the wild old Corybantian dance, the performers wounding each other,
  4480. p. 313, line 26I see the Roman youth to the shrill sound of flageolets throwing and catching their weapons,
  4481. p. 313, line 28I hear from the Mussulman mosque the muezzin calling,
  4482. p. 313, line 29I see the worshippers within, nor form nor sermon, argument nor word,
  4483. p. 314, line 1I hear the Egyptian harp of many strings,
  4484. p. 314, line 2The primitive chants of the Nile boatmen,
  4485. p. 314, line 3The sacred imperial hymns of China,
  4486. p. 314, line 4To the delicate sounds of the king, (the stricken wood and stone,)
  4487. p. 314, line 5Or to Hindu flutes and the fretting twang of the vina,
  4488. p. 314, line 12The passionate Agnus Dei or Gloria in Excelsis.
  4489. p. 314, line 15To you a new bard caroling in the West,
  4490. p. 314, line 19But now it seems to me sound leads o'er all the rest.)
  4491. p. 314, line 20I hear the annual singing of the children in St. Paul's cathedral,
  4492. p. 314, line 21Or, under the high roof of some colossal hall, the symphonies, oratorios of Beethoven, Handel, or Haydn,
  4493. p. 314, line 22The Creation in billows of godhood laves me.
  4494. p. 314, line 24Fill me with all the voices of the universe,
  4495. p. 314, line 26The tempests, waters, winds, operas and chants, marches and dances,
  4496. p. 314, line 29And pausing, questioning awhile the music of my dream,
  4497. p. 314, line 30And questioning all those reminiscences, the tempest in its fury,
  4498. p. 314, line 31And all the songs of sopranos and tenors,
  4499. p. 315, line 1And the sweet varied instruments, and the diapason of organs,
  4500. p. 315, line 2And all the artless plaints of love and grief and death,
  4501. p. 315, line 3I said to my silent curious soul out of the bed of the slumber-chamber,
  4502. p. 315, line 4Come, for I have found the clew I sought so long,
  4503. p. 315, line 5Let us go forth refresh'd amid the day,
  4504. p. 315, line 6Cheerfully tallying life, walking the world, the real,
  4505. p. 315, line 9Haply what thou hast heard O soul was not the sound of winds,
  4506. p. 315, line 14Nor flutes, nor harps, nor the bugle-calls of camps,
  4507. p. 315, line 16Poems bridging the way from Life to Death, vaguely wafted in night air, uncaught, unwritten,
  4508. p. 315, line 17Which let us go forth in the bold day and write.
  4509. p. 315, line 19Singing the great achievements of the present,
  4510. p. 315, line 20Singing the strong light works of engineers,
  4511. p. 315, line 21Our modern wonders, (the antique ponderous Seven outvied,)
  4512. p. 315, line 22In the Old World the east the Suez canal,
  4513. p. 315, line 23The New by its mighty railroad spann'd,
  4514. p. 315, line 24The seas inlaid with eloquent gentle wires;
  4515. p. 315, line 25Yet first to sound, and ever sound, the cry with thee O soul,
  4516. p. 315, line 26The Past! the Past! the Past!
  4517. p. 315, line 27The Past—the dark unfathom'd retrospect!
  4518. p. 315, line 28The teeming gulf—the sleepers and the shadows!
  4519. p. 315, line 29The past—the infinite greatness of the past!
  4520. p. 315, line 30For what is the present after all but a growth out of the past?
  4521. p. 316, line 2So the present, utterly form'd, impell'd by the past.)
  4522. p. 316, line 4Eclaircise the myths Asiatic, the primitive fables.
  4523. p. 316, line 5Not you alone proud truths of the world,
  4524. p. 316, line 8The far-darting beams of the spirit, the unloos'd dreams,
  4525. p. 316, line 9The deep diving bibles and legends,
  4526. p. 316, line 10The daring plots of the poets, the elder religions;
  4527. p. 316, line 11O you temples fairer than lilies pour'd over by the rising sun!
  4528. p. 316, line 12O you fables spurning the known, eluding the hold of the known, mounting to heaven!
  4529. p. 316, line 15You too I welcome and fully the same as the rest!
  4530. p. 316, line 18Lo, soul, seest thou not God's purpose from the first?
  4531. p. 316, line 19The earth to be spann'd, connected by network,
  4532. p. 316, line 20The races, neighbors, to marry and be given in marriage,
  4533. p. 316, line 21The oceans to be cross'd, the distant brought near,
  4534. p. 316, line 22The lands to be welded together.
  4535. p. 316, line 30I see in one the Suez canal initiated, open'd,
  4536. p. 316, line 31I see the procession of steamships, the Empress Eugenie's leading the van,
  4537. p. 316, line 32I mark from on deck the strange landscape, the pure sky, the level sand in the distance,
  4538. p. 316, line 33I pass swiftly the picturesque groups, the workmen gather'd,
  4539. p. 316, line 34The gigantic dredging machines.
  4540. p. 317, line 1In one again, different, (yet thine, all thine, O soul, the same,)
  4541. p. 317, line 2I see over my own continent the Pacific railroad surmounting every barrier,
  4542. p. 317, line 3I see continual trains of cars winding along the Platte carrying freight and passengers,
  4543. p. 317, line 4I hear the locomotives rushing and roaring, and the shrill steam-whistle,
  4544. p. 317, line 5I hear the echoes reverberate through the grandest scenery in the world,
  4545. p. 317, line 6I cross the Laramie plains, I note the rocks in grotesque shapes, the buttes,
  4546. p. 317, line 7I see the plentiful larkspur and wild onions, the barren, colorless, sage-deserts,
  4547. p. 317, line 8I see in glimpses afar or towering immediately above me the great mountains, I see the Wind river and the Wahsatch mountains,
  4548. p. 317, line 9I see the Monument mountain and the Eagle's Nest, I pass the Promontory, I ascend the Nevadas,
  4549. p. 317, line 10I scan the noble Elk mountain and wind around its base,
  4550. p. 317, line 11I see the Humboldt range, I thread the valley and cross the river,
  4551. p. 317, line 12I see the clear waters of lake Tahoe, I see forests of majestic pines,
  4552. p. 317, line 13Or crossing the great desert, the alkaline plains, I behold enchanting mirages of waters and meadows,
  4553. p. 317, line 15Bridging the three or four thousand miles of land travel,
  4554. p. 317, line 16Tying the Eastern to the Western sea,
  4555. p. 317, line 17The road between Europe and Asia.
  4556. p. 317, line 20The shore thou foundest verifies thy dream.)
  4557. p. 317, line 24Like clouds and cloudlets in the unreach'd sky.
  4558. p. 317, line 25Along all history, down the slopes,
  4559. p. 317, line 26As a rivulet running, sinking now, and now again to the surface rising,
  4560. p. 317, line 28The plans, the voyages again, the expeditions;
  4561. p. 318, line 2Again the knowledge gain'd, the mariner's compass,
  4562. p. 318, line 5Thou rondure of the world at last accomplish'd.
  4563. p. 318, line 8Alternate light and day and the teeming spiritual darkness,
  4564. p. 318, line 10Below, the manifold grass and waters, animals, mountains, trees,
  4565. p. 318, line 13Down from the gardens of Asia descending radiating,
  4566. p. 318, line 20Who speak the secret of impassive earth?
  4567. p. 318, line 23Cold earth, the place of graves.)
  4568. p. 318, line 24Yet soul be sure the first intent remains, and shall be carried out,
  4569. p. 318, line 25Perhaps even now the time has arrived.
  4570. p. 318, line 26After the seas are all cross'd, (as they seem already cross'd,)
  4571. p. 318, line 27After the great captains and engineers have accomplish'd their work,
  4572. p. 318, line 28After the noble inventors, after the scientists, the chemist, the geologist, ethnologist,
  4573. p. 318, line 29Finally shall come the poet worthy that name,
  4574. p. 318, line 30The true son of God shall come singing his songs.
  4575. p. 319, line 2All affection shall be fully responded to, the secret shall be told,
  4576. p. 319, line 4The whole earth, this cold, impassive, voiceless earth, shall be completely justified,
  4577. p. 319, line 5Trinitas divine shall be gloriously accomplish'd and compacted by the true son of God, the poet,
  4578. p. 319, line 6(He shall indeed pass the straits and conquer the mountains,
  4579. p. 319, line 7He shall double the cape of Good Hope to some purpose,)
  4580. p. 319, line 9The true son of God shall absolutely fuse them.
  4581. p. 319, line 11Year of the purpose accomplish'd!
  4582. p. 319, line 12Year of the marriage of continents, climates and oceans!
  4583. p. 319, line 13(No mere doge of Venice now wedding the Adriatic,)
  4584. p. 319, line 14I see O year in you the vast terraqueous globe given and giving all,
  4585. p. 319, line 15Europe to Asia, Africa join'd, and they to the New World,
  4586. p. 319, line 16The lands, geographies, dancing before you, holding a festival garland,
  4587. p. 319, line 20The river Euphrates flowing, the past lit up again.
  4588. p. 319, line 21Lo soul, the retrospect brought forward,
  4589. p. 319, line 22The old, most populous, wealthiest of earth's lands,
  4590. p. 319, line 23The streams of the Indus and the Ganges and their many affluents,
  4591. p. 319, line 25The tale of Alexander on his warlike marches suddenly dying,
  4592. p. 319, line 26On one side China and on the other side Persia and Arabia,
  4593. p. 319, line 27To the south the great seas and the bay of Bengal,
  4594. p. 319, line 28The flowing literatures, tremendous epics, religions, castes,
  4595. p. 319, line 29Old occult Brahma interminably far back, the tender and junior Buddha,
  4596. p. 319, line 31The wars of Tamerlane, the reign of Aurungzebe,
  4597. p. 319, line 32The traders, rulers, explorers, Moslems, Venetians, Byzantium, the Arabs, Portuguese,
  4598. p. 320, line 1The first travelers famous yet, Marco Polo, Batouta the Moor,
  4599. p. 320, line 2Doubts to be solv'd, the map incognita, blanks to be fill'd,
  4600. p. 320, line 3The foot of man unstay'd, the hands never at rest,
  4601. p. 320, line 5The mediæval navigators rise before me,
  4602. p. 320, line 6The world of 1492, with its awaken'd enterprise,
  4603. p. 320, line 7Something swelling in humanity now like the sap of the earth in spring,
  4604. p. 320, line 8The sunset splendor of chivalry declining.
  4605. p. 320, line 14As the chief histrion,
  4606. p. 320, line 15Down to the footlights walks in some great scena,
  4607. p. 320, line 16Dominating the rest I see the Admiral himself,
  4608. p. 320, line 22(Curious in time I stand, noting the efforts of heroes,
  4609. p. 320, line 23Is the deferment long? bitter the slander, poverty, death?
  4610. p. 320, line 24Lies the seed unreck'd for centuries in the ground? lo, to God's due occasion,
  4611. p. 320, line 25Uprising in the night, it sprouts, blooms,
  4612. p. 320, line 26And fills the earth with use and beauty.)
  4613. p. 320, line 29The young maturity of brood and bloom,
  4614. p. 320, line 32Thy circumnavigation of the world begin,
  4615. p. 320, line 33Of man, the voyage of his mind's return,
  4616. p. 321, line 5Amid the wafting winds, (thou pressing me to thee, I thee to me, O soul,)
  4617. p. 321, line 12But with the mystery of God we dare not dally.
  4618. p. 321, line 14Sailing these seas or on the hills, or waking in the night,
  4619. p. 321, line 16Bear me indeed as through the regions infinite,
  4620. p. 321, line 21Nameless, the fibre and the breath,
  4621. p. 321, line 22Light of the light, shedding forth universes, thou centre of them,
  4622. p. 321, line 23Thou mightier centre of the true, the good, the loving,
  4623. p. 321, line 26Waitest not haply for us somewhere there the Comrade perfect?)
  4624. p. 321, line 27Thou pulse—thou motive of the stars, suns, systems,
  4625. p. 321, line 29Athwart the shapeless vastnesses of space,
  4626. p. 321, line 32Swiftly I shrivel at the thought of God,
  4627. p. 322, line 1And lo, thou gently masterest the orbs,
  4628. p. 322, line 3And fillest, swellest full the vastnesses of Space.
  4629. p. 322, line 8What dreams of the ideal? what plans of purity, perfection, strength?
  4630. p. 322, line 11Reckoning ahead O soul, when thou, the time achiev'd,
  4631. p. 322, line 12The seas all cross'd, weather'd the capes, the voyage done,
  4632. p. 322, line 13Surrounded, copest, frontest God, yieldest, the aim attain'd,
  4633. p. 322, line 14As fill'd with friendship, love complete, the Elder Brother found,
  4634. p. 322, line 15The Younger melts in fondness in his arms.
  4635. p. 322, line 20Soundest below the Sanscrit and the Vedas?
  4636. p. 322, line 24You, strew'd with the wrecks of skeletons, that, living, never reach'd you.
  4637. p. 322, line 26O secret of the earth and sky!
  4638. p. 322, line 27Of you O waters of the sea! O winding creeks and rivers!
  4639. p. 322, line 34Passage, immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins!
  4640. p. 322, line 35Away O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
  4641. p. 323, line 1Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
  4642. p. 323, line 2Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
  4643. p. 323, line 5Sail forth—steer for the deep waters only,
  4644. p. 323, line 8And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.
  4645. p. 323, line 11O daring joy, but safe! are they not all the seas of God?
  4646. p. 323, line 15Pent by the sea and dark rebellious brows, twelve dreary months,
  4647. p. 323, line 17I take my way along the island's edge,
  4648. p. 323, line 27Thou knowest the prayers and vigils of my youth,
  4649. p. 324, line 5Sailing the deep or journeying the land for Thee;
  4650. p. 324, line 8The urge, the ardor, the unconquerable will,
  4651. p. 324, line 9The potent, felt, interior command, stronger than words,
  4652. p. 324, line 10A message from the Heavens whispering to me even in sleep,
  4653. p. 324, line 12By me and these the work so far accomplish'd,
  4654. p. 324, line 14By me the hemispheres rounded and tied, the unknown to the known.
  4655. p. 324, line 15The end I know not, it is all in Thee,
  4656. p. 324, line 17Haply the brutish measureless human undergrowth I know,
  4657. p. 324, line 19Haply the swords I know may there indeed be turn'd to reaping-tools,
  4658. p. 324, line 20Haply the lifeless cross I know, Europe's dead cross, may bud and blossom there.
  4659. p. 324, line 24Light rare untellable, lighting the very light,
  4660. p. 324, line 29The clouds already closing in upon me,
  4661. p. 324, line 30The voyage balk'd, the course disputed, lost,
  4662. p. 324, line 34Let the old timbers part, I will not part,
  4663. p. 324, line 35I will cling fast to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet me,
  4664. p. 325, line 1Is it the prophet's thought I speak, or am I raving?
  4665. p. 325, line 9Shadowy vast shapes smile through the air and sky,
  4666. p. 325, line 10And on the distant waves sail countless ships,
  4667. p. 325, line 14Bending with open eyes over the shut eyes of sleepers,
  4668. p. 325, line 18How quiet they breathe, the little children in their cradles.
  4669. p. 325, line 19The wretched features of ennuyés, the white features of corpses, the livid faces of drunkards, the sick-gray faces of onanists,
  4670. p. 325, line 20The gash'd bodies on battle-fields, the insane in their strong-door'd rooms, the sacred idiots, the new-born emerging from gates, and the dying emerging from gates,
  4671. p. 325, line 21The night pervades them and infolds them.
  4672. 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,
  4673. p. 325, line 23The sisters sleep lovingly side by side in their bed,
  4674. p. 325, line 24The men sleep lovingly side by side in theirs,
  4675. p. 325, line 25And the mother sleeps with her little child carefully wrapt.
  4676. p. 326, line 1The blind sleep, and the deaf and dumb sleep,
  4677. p. 326, line 2The prisoner sleeps well in the prison, the runaway son sleeps,
  4678. p. 326, line 3The murderer that is to be hung next day, how does he sleep?
  4679. p. 326, line 4And the murder'd person, how does he sleep?
  4680. p. 326, line 5The female that loves unrequited sleeps,
  4681. p. 326, line 6And the male that loves unrequited sleeps,
  4682. p. 326, line 7The head of the money-maker that plotted all day sleeps,
  4683. p. 326, line 8And the enraged and treacherous dispositions, all, all sleep.
  4684. p. 326, line 9I stand in the dark with drooping eyes by the worst-suffering and the most restless,
  4685. p. 326, line 11The restless sink in their beds, they fitfully sleep.
  4686. p. 326, line 12Now I pierce the darkness, new beings appear,
  4687. p. 326, line 13The earth recedes from me into the night,
  4688. p. 326, line 14I saw that it was beautiful, and I see that what is not the earth is beautiful.
  4689. p. 326, line 15I go from bedside to bedside, I sleep close with the other sleepers each in turn,
  4690. p. 326, line 16I dream in my dream all the dreams of the other dreamers,
  4691. p. 326, line 17And I become the other dreamers.
  4692. p. 326, line 18I am a dance—play up there! the fit is whirling me fast!
  4693. p. 326, line 19I am the ever-laughing—it is new moon and twilight,
  4694. p. 326, line 20I see the hiding of douceurs, I see nimble ghosts whichever way I look,
  4695. p. 326, line 21Cache and cache again deep in the ground and sea, and where it is neither ground nor sea.
  4696. p. 326, line 26To lift their cunning covers to signify me with stretch'd arms, and resume the way;
  4697. p. 326, line 28I am the actor, the actress, the voter, the politician,
  4698. p. 326, line 29The emigrant and the exile, the criminal that stood in the box,
  4699. p. 326, line 31The stammerer, the well-form'd person, the wasted or feeble person.
  4700. p. 327, line 5I roll myself upon you as upon a bed, I resign myself to the dusk.
  4701. p. 327, line 6He whom I call answers me and takes the place of my lover,
  4702. p. 327, line 7He rises with me silently from the bed.
  4703. p. 327, line 9I feel the hot moisture yet that he left me.
  4704. p. 327, line 11I would sound up the shadowy shore to which you are journeying.
  4705. p. 327, line 14I hear the heart-beat, I follow, I fade away.
  4706. p. 327, line 17It is my face yellow and wrinkled instead of the old woman's,
  4707. p. 327, line 19It is I too, the sleepless widow looking out on the winter midnight,
  4708. p. 327, line 20I see the sparkles of starshine on the icy and pallid earth.
  4709. p. 327, line 21A shroud I see and I am the shroud, I wrap a body and lie in the coffin,
  4710. p. 327, line 23(It seems to me that every thing in the light and air ought to be happy,
  4711. p. 327, line 24Whoever is not in his coffin and the dark grave let him know he has enough.)
  4712. p. 328, line 1I see a beautiful gigantic swimmer swimming naked through the eddies of the sea,
  4713. p. 328, line 4I hate the swift-running eddies that would dash him head-foremost on the rocks.
  4714. p. 328, line 6Will you kill the courageous giant? will you kill him in the prime of his middle age?
  4715. p. 328, line 9The slapping eddies are spotted with his blood, they bear him away, they roll him, swing him, turn him,
  4716. p. 328, line 10His beautiful body is borne in the circling eddies, it is continually bruis'd on rocks,
  4717. p. 328, line 11Swiftly and out of sight is borne the brave corpse.
  4718. p. 328, line 14The beach is cut by the razory ice-wind, the wreck-guns sound,
  4719. p. 328, line 15The tempest lulls, the moon comes floundering through the drifts.
  4720. 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.
  4721. p. 328, line 18I can but rush to the surf and let it drench me and freeze upon me.
  4722. p. 328, line 19I search with the crowd, not one of the company is wash'd to us alive,
  4723. p. 328, line 20In the morning I help pick up the dead and lay them in rows in a barn.
  4724. p. 328, line 21Now of the older war-days, the defeat at Brooklyn,
  4725. p. 328, line 22Washington stands inside the lines, he stands on the intrench'd hills amid a crowd of officers,
  4726. p. 329, line 1His face is cold and damp, he cannot repress the weeping drops,
  4727. p. 329, line 2He lifts the glass perpetually to his eyes, the color is blanch'd from his cheeks,
  4728. p. 329, line 3He sees the slaughter of the southern braves confided to him by their parents.
  4729. p. 329, line 4The same at last and at last when peace is declared,
  4730. p. 329, line 5He stands in the room of the old tavern, the well-belov'd soldiers all pass through,
  4731. p. 329, line 6The officers speechless and slow draw near in their turns,
  4732. p. 329, line 7The chief encircles their necks with his arm and kisses them on the cheek,
  4733. p. 329, line 8He kisses lightly the wet cheeks one after another, he shakes hands and bids good-by to the army.
  4734. p. 329, line 10Of when she was a nearly grown girl living home with her parents on the old homestead.
  4735. p. 329, line 11A red squaw came one breakfast-time to the old homestead,
  4736. p. 329, line 15My mother look'd in delight and amazement at the stranger,
  4737. p. 329, line 16She look'd at the freshness of her tall-borne face and full and pliant limbs,
  4738. p. 329, line 17The more she look'd upon her she loved her,
  4739. p. 329, line 19She made her sit on a bench by the jamb of the fireplace, she cook'd food for her,
  4740. p. 329, line 21The red squaw staid all the forenoon, and toward the middle of the afternoon she went away,
  4741. p. 329, line 23All the week she thought of her, she watch'd for her many a month,
  4742. p. 329, line 25But the red squaw never came nor was heard of there again.
  4743. p. 330, line 1A show of the summer softness—a contact of something unseen—an amour of the light and air,
  4744. p. 330, line 3And will go gallivant with the light and air myself.
  4745. p. 330, line 4O love and summer, you are in the dreams and in me,
  4746. p. 330, line 5Autumn and winter are in the dreams, the farmer goes with his thrift,
  4747. p. 330, line 6The droves and crops increase, the barns are well-fill'd.
  4748. p. 330, line 7Elements merge in the night, ships make tacks in the dreams,
  4749. p. 330, line 8The sailor sails, the exile returns home,
  4750. p. 330, line 9The fugitive returns unharm'd, the immigrant is back beyond months and years,
  4751. p. 330, line 10The poor Irishman lives in the simple house of his childhood with the well-known neighbors and faces,
  4752. p. 330, line 12The Dutchman voyages home, and the Scotchman and Welshman voyage home, and the native of the Mediterranean voyages home,
  4753. p. 330, line 14The Swiss foots it toward his hills, the Prussian goes his way, the Hungarian his way, and the Pole his way,
  4754. p. 330, line 15The Swede returns, and the Dane and Norwegian return.
  4755. p. 330, line 16The homeward bound and the outward bound,
  4756. p. 330, line 17The beautiful lost swimmer, the ennuyé, the onanist, the female that loves unrequited, the money-maker,
  4757. p. 330, line 18The actor and actress, those through with their parts and those waiting to commence,
  4758. p. 330, line 19The affectionate boy, the husband and wife, the voter, the nominee that is chosen and the nominee that has fail'd,
  4759. p. 330, line 20The great already known and the great any time after to-day,
  4760. p. 330, line 21The stammerer, the sick, the perfect-form'd, the homely,
  4761. p. 330, line 22The criminal that stood in the box, the judge that sat and sentenced him, the fluent lawyers, the jury, the audience,
  4762. p. 330, line 23The laugher and weeper, the dancer, the midnight widow, the red squaw,
  4763. p. 330, line 24The consumptive, the erysipalite, the idiot, he that is wrong'd,
  4764. p. 330, line 25The antipodes, and every one between this and them in the dark,
  4765. p. 330, line 26I swear they are averaged now—one is no better than the other,
  4766. p. 330, line 27The night and sleep have liken'd them and restored them.
  4767. p. 331, line 2Every one that sleeps is beautiful, every thing in the dim light is beautiful,
  4768. p. 331, line 3The wildest and bloodiest is over, and all is peace.
  4769. p. 331, line 5The myth of heaven indicates peace and night.
  4770. p. 331, line 6The myth of heaven indicates the soul,
  4771. p. 331, line 7The soul is always beautiful, it appears more or it appears less, it comes or it lags behind,
  4772. p. 331, line 8It comes from its embower'd garden and looks pleasantly on itself and encloses the world,
  4773. p. 331, line 9Perfect and clean the genitals previously jetting, and perfect and clean the womb cohering,
  4774. p. 331, line 10The head well-grown proportion'd and plumb, and the bowels and joints proportion'd and plumb.
  4775. p. 331, line 11The soul is always beautiful,
  4776. p. 331, line 12The universe is duly in order, every thing is in its place,
  4777. p. 331, line 14The twisted skull waits, the watery or rotten blood waits,
  4778. 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,
  4779. p. 331, line 16The sleepers that lived and died wait, the far advanced are to go on in their turns, and the far behind are to come on in their turns,
  4780. p. 331, line 17The diverse shall be no less diverse, but they shall flow and unite—they unite now.
  4781. p. 331, line 18The sleepers are very beautiful as they lie unclothed,
  4782. p. 331, line 19They flow hand in hand over the whole earth from east to west as they lie unclothed,
  4783. p. 331, line 20The Asiatic and African are hand in hand, the European and American are hand in hand,
  4784. 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,
  4785. p. 331, line 23The father holds his grown or ungrown son in his arms with measureless love, and the son holds the father in his arms with measureless love,
  4786. p. 332, line 1The white hair of the mother shines on the white wrist of the daughter,
  4787. p. 332, line 2The breath of the boy goes with the breath of the man, friend is inarm'd by friend,
  4788. p. 332, line 3The scholar kisses the teacher and the teacher kisses the scholar, the wrong'd is made right,
  4789. p. 332, line 4The call of the slave is one with the master's call, and the master salutes the slave,
  4790. p. 332, line 5The felon steps forth from the prison, the insane becomes sane, the suffering of sick persons is reliev'd,
  4791. 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,
  4792. p. 332, line 7The joints of the rheumatic move as smoothly as ever, and smoother than ever,
  4793. p. 332, line 8Stiflings and passages open, the paralyzed become supple,
  4794. p. 332, line 9The swell'd and convuls'd and congested awake to themselves in condition,
  4795. p. 332, line 10They pass the invigoration of the night and the chemistry of the night, and awake.
  4796. p. 332, line 11I too pass from the night,
  4797. p. 332, line 15I love the rich running day, but I do not desert her in whom I lay so long,
  4798. p. 332, line 17I will stop only a time with the night, and rise betimes,
  4799. p. 332, line 18I will duly pass the day O my mother, and duly return to you.
  4800. 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;
  4801. p. 332, line 20Let judges and criminals be transposed—let the prison-keepers be put in prison—let those that were prisoners take the keys;
  4802. p. 332, line 21Let them that distrust birth and death lead the rest.
  4803. p. 333, line 2To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward.
  4804. p. 333, line 5Have you fear'd the future would be nothing to you?
  4805. p. 333, line 6Is to-day nothing? is the beginningless past nothing?
  4806. p. 333, line 7If the future is nothing they are just as surely nothing.
  4807. p. 333, line 8To think that the sun rose in the east—that men and women were flexible, real, alive—that every thing was alive,
  4808. p. 333, line 13The dull nights go over and the dull days also,
  4809. p. 333, line 14The soreness of lying so much in bed goes over,
  4810. p. 333, line 15The physician after long putting off gives the silent and terrible look for an answer,
  4811. p. 333, line 16The children come hurried and weeping, and the brothers and sisters are sent for,
  4812. p. 333, line 17Medicines stand unused on the shelf, (the camphor-smell has long pervaded the rooms,)
  4813. p. 333, line 18The faithful hand of the living does not desert the hand of the dying,
  4814. p. 333, line 19The twitching lips press lightly on the forehead of the dying,
  4815. p. 333, line 20The breath ceases and the pulse of the heart ceases,
  4816. p. 333, line 21The corpse stretches on the bed and the living look upon it,
  4817. p. 333, line 22It is palpable as the living are palpable.
  4818. p. 333, line 23The living look upon the corpse with their eyesight,
  4819. p. 333, line 24But without eyesight lingers a different living and looks curiously on the corpse.
  4820. p. 333, line 25To think the thought of death merged in the thought of materials,
  4821. p. 334, line 3(I see one building the house that serves him a few years, or seventy or eighty years at most,
  4822. p. 334, line 4I see one building the house that serves him longer than that.)
  4823. p. 334, line 5Slow-moving and black lines creep over the whole earth—they never cease—they are the burial lines,
  4824. p. 334, line 7A reminiscence of the vulgar fate,
  4825. p. 334, line 8A frequent sample of the life and death of workmen,
  4826. p. 334, line 10Cold dash of waves at the ferry-wharf, posh and ice in the river, half-frozen mud in the streets,
  4827. p. 334, line 11A gray discouraged sky overhead, the short last daylight of December,
  4828. p. 334, line 12A hearse and stages, the funeral of an old Broadway stage-driver, the cortege mostly drivers.
  4829. p. 334, line 13Steady the trot to the cemetery, duly rattles the death-bell,
  4830. p. 334, line 14The gate is pass'd, the new-dug grave is halted at, the living alight, the hearse uncloses,
  4831. p. 334, line 15The coffin is pass'd out, lower'd and settled, the whip is laid on the coffin, the earth is swiftly shovel'd in,
  4832. p. 334, line 16The mound above is flatted with the spades—silence,
  4833. p. 334, line 21Had known what it was to be flush, grew low-spirited toward the last, sicken'd, was help'd by a contribution,
  4834. p. 335, line 2The markets, the government, the working-man's wages, to think what account they are through our nights and days,
  4835. p. 335, line 4The vulgar and the refined, what you call sin and what you call goodness, to think how wide a difference,
  4836. p. 335, line 5To think the difference will still continue to others, yet we lie beyond the difference.
  4837. p. 335, line 7Do you enjoy yourself in the city? or engaged in business? or planning a nomination and election? or with your wife and family?
  4838. p. 335, line 8Or with your mother and sisters? or in womanly housework? or the beautiful maternal cares?
  4839. p. 335, line 15The domestic joys, the daily housework or business, the building of houses, are not phantasms, they have weight, form, location,
  4840. p. 335, line 17The difference between sin and goodness is no delusion,
  4841. p. 335, line 18The earth is not an echo, man and his life and all the things of his life are well-consider'd.
  4842. p. 335, line 19You are not thrown to the winds, you gather certainly and safely around yourself,
  4843. p. 336, line 4The threads that were spun are gather'd, the weft crosses the warp, the pattern is systematic.
  4844. p. 336, line 5The preparations have every one been justified,
  4845. p. 336, line 6The orchestra have sufficiently tuned their instruments, the baton has given the signal.
  4846. p. 336, line 7The guest that was coming, he waited long, he is now housed,
  4847. p. 336, line 9The law of the past cannot be eluded,
  4848. p. 336, line 10The law of the present and future cannot be eluded,
  4849. p. 336, line 11The law of the living cannot be eluded, it is eternal,
  4850. p. 336, line 12The law of promotion and transformation cannot be eluded,
  4851. p. 336, line 13The law of heroes and good-doers cannot be eluded,
  4852. p. 336, line 14The law of drunkards, informers, mean persons, not one iota thereof can be eluded.
  4853. p. 336, line 15Slow moving and black lines go ceaselessly over the earth,
  4854. p. 336, line 16Northerner goes carried and Southerner goes carried, and they on the Atlantic side and they on the Pacific,
  4855. p. 336, line 17And they between, and all through the Mississippi country, and all over the earth.
  4856. p. 336, line 18The great masters and kosmos are well as they go, the heroes and good-doers are well,
  4857. p. 336, line 19The known leaders and inventors and the rich owners and pious and distinguish'd may be well,
  4858. p. 336, line 21The interminable hordes of the ignorant and wicked are not nothing,
  4859. p. 336, line 22The barbarians of Africa and Asia are not nothing,
  4860. p. 336, line 23The perpetual successions of shallow people are not nothing as they go.
  4861. p. 336, line 25I have dream'd that we are not to be changed so much, nor the law of us changed,
  4862. p. 337, line 1I have dream'd that heroes and good-doers shall be under the present and past law,
  4863. p. 337, line 2And that murderers, drunkards, liars, shall be under the present and past law,
  4864. p. 337, line 3For I have dream'd that the law they are under now is enough.
  4865. p. 337, line 4And I have dream'd that the purpose and essence of the known life, the transient,
  4866. p. 337, line 5Is to form and decide identity for the unknown life, the permanent.
  4867. p. 337, line 13The whole universe indicates that it is good,
  4868. p. 337, line 14The past and the present indicate that it is good.
  4869. p. 337, line 15How beautiful and perfect are the animals!
  4870. p. 337, line 16How perfect the earth, and the minutest thing upon it!
  4871. p. 337, line 18The vegetables and minerals are all perfect, and the imponderable fluids perfect;
  4872. p. 337, line 21The trees have, rooted in the ground! the weeds of the sea have! the animals!
  4873. p. 337, line 23That the exquisite scheme is for it, and the nebulous float is for it, and the cohering is for it!
  4874. p. 338, line 2Walk out with me toward the unknown region,
  4875. p. 338, line 3Where neither ground is for the feet nor any path to follow?
  4876. p. 338, line 10Till when the ties loosen,
  4877. p. 338, line 11All but the ties eternal, Time and Space,
  4878. p. 338, line 20(Or is it the plashing of tears? the measureless waters of human tears?)
  4879. p. 338, line 26On the frontiers to eyes impenetrable,
  4880. p. 339, line 1CHANTING the square deific, out of the One advancing, out of the sides,
  4881. p. 339, line 2Out of the old and new, out of the square entirely divine,
  4882. p. 339, line 3Solid, four-sided, (all the sides needed,) from this side Jehovah am I,
  4883. p. 339, line 7As the Earth, the Father, the brown old Kronos, with laws,
  4884. p. 339, line 10Therefore let none expect mercy—have the seasons, gravitation, the appointed days, mercy? no more have I,
  4885. p. 339, line 11But as the seasons and gravitation, and as all the appointed days that forgive not,
  4886. p. 339, line 12I dispense from this side judgments inexorable without the least remorse.
  4887. p. 339, line 13Consolator most mild, the promis'd one advancing,
  4888. p. 339, line 14With gentle hand extended, the mightier God am I,
  4889. p. 339, line 16From this side, lo! the Lord Christ gazes—lo! Hermes I—lo! mine is Hercules' face,
  4890. p. 339, line 19All the world have I given up for my dear brothers' and sisters' sake, for the soul's sake,
  4891. p. 339, line 20Wending my way through the homes of men, rich or poor, with the kiss of affection,
  4892. p. 339, line 21For I am affection, I am the cheer-bringing God, with hope and all-enclosing charity,
  4893. p. 340, line 4With sudra face and worn brow, black, but in the depths of my heart, proud as any,
  4894. p. 340, line 12Beyond the light, lighter than light,
  4895. p. 340, line 13Beyond the flames of hell, joyous, leaping easily above hell,
  4896. p. 340, line 17Essence of forms, life of the real identities, permanent, positive, (namely the unseen,)
  4897. p. 340, line 18Life of the great round world, the sun and stars, and of man, I, the general soul,
  4898. p. 340, line 19Here the square finishing, the solid, I the most solid,
  4899. p. 340, line 25The houses full of life were equally full of death, (this house is now,)
  4900. 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,
  4901. p. 341, line 1And fuller, O vastly fuller of the dead than of the living;
  4902. 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,
  4903. 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,
  4904. p. 341, line 7Or if it be distributed to the winds I shall be satisfied.
  4905. p. 341, line 10Earth to a chamber of mourning turns—I hear the o'erweening, mocking voice,
  4906. p. 341, line 13The call of my nearest lover, putting forth, alarm'd, uncertain,
  4907. p. 341, line 14The sea I am quickly to sail, come tell me,
  4908. p. 341, line 17I approach, hear, behold, the sad mouth, the look out of the eyes, your mute inquiry,
  4909. p. 341, line 18Whither I go from the bed I recline on, come tell me;
  4910. p. 341, line 22I thought I was not alone walking here by the shore;
  4911. p. 341, line 23But the one I thought was with me as now I walk by the shore, the one I loved that caress'd me,
  4912. p. 341, line 24As I lean and look through the glimmering light, that one has utterly disappear'd,
  4913. 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,
  4914. p. 342, line 3I do not doubt but the majesty and beauty of the world are latent in any iota of the world,
  4915. p. 342, line 4I do not doubt I am limitless, and that the universes are limitless, in vain I try to think how limitless,
  4916. 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,
  4917. p. 342, line 7I do not doubt interiors have their interiors, and exteriors have their exteriors, and that the eyesight has another eyesight, and the hearing another hearing, and the voice another voice,
  4918. 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,
  4919. 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?)
  4920. 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,
  4921. p. 342, line 11I do not doubt that whatever can possibly happen anywhere at any time, is provided for in the inherences of things,
  4922. p. 342, line 15Only the theme I sing, the great and strong-possess'd soul, eludes not,
  4923. p. 342, line 16One's-self must never give way—that is the final substance—that out of all is sure,
  4924. p. 343, line 2But now the chorus I hear and am elated,
  4925. p. 343, line 4A soprano at intervals sailing buoyantly over the tops of immense waves,
  4926. p. 343, line 5A transparent base shuddering lusciously under and through the universe,
  4927. p. 343, line 6The triumphant tutti, the funeral wailings with sweet flutes and violins, all these I fill myself with,
  4928. p. 343, line 7I hear not the volumes of sound merely, I am moved by the exquisite meanings,
  4929. p. 343, line 8I listen to the different voices winding in and out, striving, contending with fiery vehemence to excel each other in emotion;
  4930. p. 343, line 9I do not think the performers know themselves—but now I think I begin to know them.
  4931. p. 343, line 10WHAT ship puzzled at sea, cons for the true reckoning?
  4932. p. 343, line 11Or coming in, to avoid the bars and follow the channel a perfect pilot needs?
  4933. p. 343, line 12Here, sailor! here, ship! take aboard the most perfect pilot,
  4934. p. 343, line 16Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding,
  4935. p. 343, line 21Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them,
  4936. p. 343, line 22Till the bridge you will need be form'd, till the ductile anchor hold,
  4937. p. 343, line 23Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul.
  4938. p. 344, line 2O the burials of me past and present,
  4939. p. 344, line 6To pass on, (O living! always living!) and leave the corpses behind.
  4940. p. 344, line 7FROM all the rest I single out you, having a message for you,
  4941. p. 344, line 15The corpse you will leave will be but excrementitious.
  4942. p. 344, line 16The sun bursts through in unlooked-for directions,
  4943. p. 344, line 19You do not see the medicines, you do not mind the weeping friends, I am with you,
  4944. p. 344, line 22NIGHT on the prairies,
  4945. p. 344, line 23The supper is over, the fire on the ground burns low,
  4946. p. 344, line 24The wearied emigrants sleep, wrapt in their blankets;
  4947. p. 344, line 25I walk by myself—I stand and look at the stars, which I think now I never realized before.
  4948. p. 345, line 4The same old man and soul—the same old aspirations, and the same content.
  4949. p. 345, line 5I was thinking the day most splendid till I saw what the not-day exhibited,
  4950. p. 345, line 7Now while the great thoughts of space and eternity fill me I will measure myself by them,
  4951. p. 345, line 8And now touch'd with the lives of other globes arrived as far along as those of the earth,
  4952. p. 345, line 9Or waiting to arrive, or pass'd on farther than those of the earth,
  4953. p. 345, line 11Or the lives of the earth arrived as far as mine, or waiting to arrive.
  4954. p. 345, line 12O I see now that life cannot exhibit all to me, as the day cannot,
  4955. p. 345, line 14AS I sit with others at a great feast, suddenly while the music is playing,
  4956. p. 345, line 16Of certain ships, how they sail from port with flying streamers and wafted kisses, and that is the last of them,
  4957. p. 345, line 17Of the solemn and murky mystery about the fate of the President,
  4958. 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,
  4959. 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!
  4960. p. 345, line 20A huge sob—a few bubbles—the white foam spirting up—and then the women gone,
  4961. p. 345, line 21Sinking there while the passionless wet flows on—and I now pondering, Are those women indeed gone?
  4962. p. 346, line 1AT the last, tenderly,
  4963. p. 346, line 2From the walls of the powerful fortress'd house,
  4964. p. 346, line 3From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of the well-closed doors,
  4965. p. 346, line 6With the key of softness unlock the locks—with a whisper,
  4966. p. 346, line 7Set ope the doors O soul.
  4967. p. 346, line 11AS I watch'd the ploughman ploughing,
  4968. p. 346, line 12Or the sower sowing in the fields, or the harvester harvesting,
  4969. p. 346, line 14(Life, life is the tillage, and Death is the harvest according.)
  4970. p. 346, line 16The words the Dead I write,
  4971. p. 346, line 17For living are the Dead,
  4972. p. 346, line 18(Haply the only living, only real,
  4973. p. 346, line 19And I the apparition, I the spectre.)
  4974. p. 346, line 22A special song before I go I'd sing o'er all the rest,
  4975. p. 346, line 23For thee, the future.
  4976. p. 347, line 4The paths to the house I seek to make,
  4977. p. 347, line 5But leave to those to come the house itself.
  4978. p. 347, line 7As Life and Nature are not great with reference to the present only,
  4979. p. 347, line 11Joyous, the amplest spaces heavenward cleaving,
  4980. p. 347, line 12Such be the thought I'd think of thee America,
  4981. p. 347, line 13Such be the recitative I'd bring for thee.
  4982. p. 347, line 14The conceits of the poets of other lands I'd bring thee not,
  4983. p. 347, line 15Nor the compliments that have served their turn so long,
  4984. p. 347, line 16Nor rhyme, nor the classics, nor perfume of foreign court or indoor library;
  4985. p. 347, line 19Or the Saguenay's black stream, or the wide blue spread of Huron,
  4986. p. 347, line 21And murmuring under, pervading all, I'd bring the rustling sea-sound,
  4987. p. 347, line 22That endlessly sounds from the two Great Seas of the world.
  4988. p. 347, line 28Through thy idea, lo, the immortal reality!
  4989. p. 347, line 29Through thy reality, lo, the immortal idea!
  4990. p. 348, line 1Brain of the New World, what a task is thine,
  4991. p. 348, line 2To formulate the Modern—out of the peerless grandeur of the modern,
  4992. p. 348, line 5By vision, hand, conception, on the background of the mighty past, the dead,
  4993. p. 348, line 6To limn with absolute faith the mighty living present.
  4994. p. 348, line 7And yet thou living present brain, heir of the dead, the Old World brain,
  4995. p. 348, line 10It to eventuate in thee—the essence of the by-gone time contain'd in thee,
  4996. p. 348, line 12Thou but the apples, long, long, long a-growing,
  4997. p. 348, line 13The fruit of all the Old ripening to-day in thee.
  4998. p. 348, line 15Of value is thy freight, 'tis not the Present only,
  4999. p. 348, line 16The Past is also stored in thee,
  5000. p. 348, line 17Thou holdest not the venture of thyself alone, not of the Western continent alone,
  5001. p. 348, line 19With thee Time voyages in trust, the antecedent nations sink or swim with thee,
  5002. p. 348, line 20With all their ancient struggles, martyrs, heroes, epics, wars, thou bear'st the other continents,
  5003. p. 348, line 21Theirs, theirs as much as thine, the destination-port triumphant;
  5004. p. 348, line 26Like a limitless golden cloud filling the western sky,
  5005. p. 349, line 2Sacred shape of the bearer of daughters and sons,
  5006. p. 349, line 5World of the real—world of the twain in one,
  5007. p. 349, line 6World of the soul, born by the world of the real alone, led to identity, body, by it alone,
  5008. p. 349, line 10(The true New World, the world of orbic science, morals, literatures to come,)
  5009. p. 349, line 12How can I pierce the impenetrable blank of the future?
  5010. p. 349, line 14I watch thee advancing, absorbing the present, transcending the past,
  5011. p. 349, line 15I see thy light lighting, and thy shadow shadowing, as if the entire globe,
  5012. p. 349, line 23Scattering for good the cloud that hung so long, that weigh'd so long upon the mind of man,
  5013. p. 349, line 24The doubt, suspicion, dread, of gradual, certain decadence of man;
  5014. p. 350, line 8Thee in thy ultimata, (the preparations only now completed, the edifice on sure foundations tied,)
  5015. p. 350, line 12Land tolerating all, accepting all, not for the good alone, all good for thee,
  5016. p. 350, line 13Land in the realms of God to be a realm unto thyself,
  5017. p. 350, line 14Under the rule of God to be a rule unto thyself.
  5018. p. 350, line 17Set in the sky of Law.)
  5019. p. 350, line 20The general inner earth so long so sedulously draped over, now hence for what it is boldly laid bare,
  5020. p. 350, line 24The storm shall dash thy face, the murk of war and worse than war shall cover thee all over,
  5021. p. 350, line 26For the tug and mortal strain of nations come at last in prosperous peace, not war;)
  5022. p. 351, line 2The livid cancer spread its hideous claws, clinging upon thy breasts, seeking to strike thee deep within,
  5023. p. 351, line 3Consumption of the worst, moral consumption, shall rouge thy face with hectic,
  5024. p. 351, line 8Equable, natural, mystical Union thou, (the mortal with immortal blent,)
  5025. p. 351, line 9Shalt soar toward the fulfilment of the future, the spirit of the body and the mind,
  5026. p. 351, line 10The soul, its destinies.
  5027. p. 351, line 11The soul, its destinies, the real real,
  5028. p. 351, line 12(Purport of all these apparitions of the real;)
  5029. p. 351, line 13In thee America, the soul, its destinies,
  5030. p. 351, line 17The Present holds thee not—for such vast growth as thine,
  5031. p. 351, line 19The FUTURE only holds thee and can hold thee.
  5032. p. 351, line 20TWO boats with nets lying off the sea-beach, quite still,
  5033. p. 351, line 21Ten fishermen waiting—they discover a thick school of mossbonkers—they drop the join'd seine-ends in the water,
  5034. p. 351, line 22The boats separate and row off, each on its rounding course to the beach, enclosing the mossbonkers,
  5035. p. 351, line 23The net is drawn in by a windlass by those who stop ashore,
  5036. p. 351, line 24Some of the fishermen lounge in their boats, others stand ankle-deep in the water, pois'd on strong legs,
  5037. p. 351, line 25The boats partly drawn up, the water slapping against them,
  5038. p. 351, line 26Strew'd on the sand in heaps and windrows, well out from the water, the green-back'd spotted mossbonkers.
  5039. p. 352, line 2Flooding with sheeny light the gray beach sand,
  5040. p. 352, line 3The sibilant near sea with vistas far and foam,
  5041. p. 352, line 11I know before the fitting man all Nature yields,
  5042. p. 352, line 12Though answering not in words, the skies, trees, hear his voice—and thou O sun,
  5043. p. 352, line 18O'er all the globe that turns its face to thee shining in space,
  5044. p. 352, line 24Prepare the later afternoon of me myself—prepare my lengthening shadows,
  5045. p. 353, line 1SAUNTERING the pavement or riding the country by-road, lo, such faces!
  5046. p. 353, line 3The spiritual-prescient face, the always welcome common benevolent face,
  5047. p. 353, line 4The face of the singing of music, the grand faces of natural lawyers and judges broad at the back-top,
  5048. p. 353, line 5The faces of hunters and fishers bulged at the brows, the shaved blanch'd faces of orthodox citizens,
  5049. p. 353, line 6The pure, extravagant, yearning, questioning artist's face,
  5050. p. 353, line 7The ugly face of some beautiful soul, the handsome detested or despised face,
  5051. p. 353, line 8The sacred faces of infants, the illuminated face of the mother of many children,
  5052. p. 353, line 9The face of an amour, the face of veneration,
  5053. p. 353, line 10The face as of a dream, the face of an immobile rock,
  5054. p. 353, line 11The face withdrawn of its good and bad, a castrated face,
  5055. p. 353, line 12A wild hawk, his wings clipp'd by the clipper,
  5056. p. 353, line 13A stallion that yielded at last to the thongs and knife of the gelder.
  5057. p. 353, line 14Sauntering the pavement thus, or crossing the ceaseless ferry, faces and faces and faces,
  5058. p. 353, line 21Snakes nest in that mouth, I hear the sibilant threat.
  5059. p. 353, line 22This face is a haze more chill than the arctic sea,
  5060. p. 353, line 25And more of the drug-shelf, laudanum, caoutchouc, or hog's-lard,
  5061. p. 354, line 1This face is an epilepsy, its wordless tongue gives out the unearthly cry,
  5062. p. 354, line 2Its veins down the neck distend, its eyes roll till they show nothing but their whites,
  5063. p. 354, line 3Its teeth grit, the palms of the hands are cut by the turn'd-in nails,
  5064. p. 354, line 4The man falls struggling and foaming to the ground, while he speculates well.
  5065. p. 354, line 7This face owes to the sexton his dismalest fee,
  5066. p. 354, line 12I see 'neath the rims of your haggard and mean disguises.
  5067. p. 354, line 13Splay and twist as you like, poke with the tangling fores of fishes or rats,
  5068. p. 354, line 15I saw the face of the most smear'd and slobbering idiot they had at the asylum,
  5069. p. 354, line 17I knew of the agents that emptied and broke my brother,
  5070. p. 354, line 18The same wait to clear the rubbish from the fallen tenement,
  5071. p. 354, line 20And I shall meet the real landlord perfect and unharm'd, every inch as good as myself.
  5072. p. 354, line 21The Lord advances, and yet advances,
  5073. p. 354, line 22Always the shadow in front, always the reach'd hand bringing up the laggards.
  5074. p. 354, line 24I see the high pioneer-caps, see staves of runners clearing the way,
  5075. p. 355, line 2This is the face commanding and bearded, it asks no odds of the rest,
  5076. p. 355, line 4This face of a healthy honest boy is the programme of all good.
  5077. p. 355, line 6They show their descent from the Master himself.
  5078. p. 355, line 7Off the word I have spoken I except not one—red, white, black, are all deific,
  5079. p. 355, line 8In each house is the ovum, it comes forth after a thousand years.
  5080. p. 355, line 9Spots or cracks at the windows do not disturb me,
  5081. p. 355, line 11I read the promise and patiently wait.
  5082. p. 355, line 13She speaks to the limber-hipp'd man near the garden pickets,
  5083. p. 355, line 18The old face of the mother of many children,
  5084. p. 355, line 20Lull'd and late is the smoke of the First-day morning,
  5085. p. 355, line 21It hangs low over the rows of trees by the fences,
  5086. p. 355, line 22It hangs thin by the sassafras and wild-cherry and cat-brier under them.
  5087. p. 355, line 23I saw the rich ladies in full dress at the soiree,
  5088. p. 355, line 24I heard what the singers were singing so long,
  5089. p. 355, line 25Heard who sprang in crimson youth from the white froth and the water-blue.
  5090. p. 355, line 27She looks out from her quaker cap, her face is clearer and more beautiful than the sky.
  5091. p. 355, line 28She sits in an armchair under the shaded porch of the farmhouse,
  5092. p. 355, line 29The sun just shines on her old white head.
  5093. p. 356, line 2Her grandsons raised the flax, and her grand-daughters spun it with the distaff and the wheel.
  5094. p. 356, line 3The melodious character of the earth,
  5095. p. 356, line 4The finish beyond which philosophy cannot go and does not wish to go,
  5096. p. 356, line 5The justified mother of men.
  5097. p. 356, line 10Now low, subdued, now in the distance lost.
  5098. p. 356, line 20The fretting world, the streets, the noisy hours of day withdraw,
  5099. p. 356, line 22I walk in cool refreshing night the walks of Paradise,
  5100. p. 356, line 23I scent the grass, the moist air and the roses;
  5101. p. 356, line 27Bring the old pageants, show the feudal world.
  5102. p. 357, line 2Ladies and cavaliers long dead, barons are in their castle halls, the troubadours are singing,
  5103. p. 357, line 3Arm'd knights go forth to redress wrongs, some in quest of the holy Graal;
  5104. p. 357, line 4I see the tournament, I see the contestants incased in heavy armor seated on stately champing horses,
  5105. p. 357, line 5I hear the shouts, the sounds of blows and smiting steel;
  5106. p. 357, line 6I see the Crusaders' tumultuous armies—hark, how the cymbals clang,
  5107. p. 357, line 7Lo, where the monks walk in advance, bearing the cross on high.
  5108. p. 357, line 9Take now the enclosing theme of all, the solvent and the setting,
  5109. p. 357, line 10Love, that is pulse of all, the sustenance and the pang,
  5110. p. 357, line 11The heart of man and woman all for love,
  5111. p. 357, line 13O how the immortal phantoms crowd around me!
  5112. p. 357, line 14I see the vast alembic ever working, I see and know the flames that heat the world,
  5113. p. 357, line 15The glow, the blush, the beating hearts of lovers,
  5114. p. 357, line 17Love, that is all the earth to lovers—love, that mocks time and space,
  5115. p. 357, line 23Lo, where the arm'd men hasten—lo, mid the clouds of dust the glint of bayonets,
  5116. p. 357, line 24I see the grime-faced cannoneers, I mark the rosy flash amid the smoke, I hear the cracking of the guns;
  5117. p. 357, line 26The deeds of ruthless brigands, rapine, murder—I hear the cries for help!
  5118. p. 357, line 27I see ships foundering at sea, I behold on deck and below deck the terrible tableaus.
  5119. p. 358, line 1O trumpeter, methinks I am myself the instrument thou playest,
  5120. p. 358, line 5I see the enslaved, the overthrown, the hurt, the opprest of the whole earth,
  5121. p. 358, line 6I feel the measureless shame and humiliation of my race, it becomes all mine,
  5122. p. 358, line 7Mine too the revenges of humanity, the wrongs of ages, baffled feuds and hatreds,
  5123. p. 358, line 8Utter defeat upon me weighs—all lost—the foe victorious,
  5124. p. 358, line 9(Yet 'mid the ruins Pride colossal stands unshaken to the last,
  5125. p. 358, line 10Endurance, resolution to the last.)
  5126. p. 358, line 14Rouse up my slow belief, give me some vision of the future,
  5127. p. 358, line 18Marches of victory—man disenthral'd—the conqueror at last,
  5128. p. 358, line 19Hymns to the universal God from universal man—all joy!
  5129. p. 358, line 23War, sorrow, suffering gone—the rank earth purged—nothing but joy left!
  5130. p. 358, line 24The ocean fill'd with joy—the atmosphere all joy!
  5131. p. 358, line 25Joy! joy! in freedom, worship, love! joy in the ecstasy of life!
  5132. p. 358, line 29Thee in the driving storm even as now, the snow, the winter-day declining,
  5133. p. 359, line 3Thy metrical, now swelling pant and roar, now tapering in the distance,
  5134. p. 359, line 6The dense and murky clouds out-belching from thy smoke-stack,
  5135. p. 359, line 7Thy knitted frame, thy springs and valves, the tremulous twinkle of thy wheels,
  5136. p. 359, line 10Type of the modern—emblem of motion and power—pulse of the continent,
  5137. p. 359, line 11For once come serve the Muse and merge in verse, even as here I see thee,
  5138. p. 359, line 21Launch'd o'er the prairies wide, across the lakes,
  5139. p. 359, line 22To the free skies unpent and glad and strong.
  5140. p. 359, line 25O dear to me my birth-things—all moving things and the trees where I was born—the grains, plants, rivers,
  5141. p. 359, line 27Dear to me the Roanoke, the Savannah, the Altamahaw, the Pedee, the Tombigbee, the Santee, the Coosa and the Sabine,
  5142. p. 360, line 2Again in Florida I float on transparent lakes, I float on the Okeechobee, I cross the hummock-land or through pleasant openings or dense forests,
  5143. p. 360, line 3I see the parrots in the woods, I see the papaw-tree and the blossoming titi;
  5144. p. 360, line 4Again, sailing in my coaster on deck, I coast off Georgia, I coast up the Carolinas,
  5145. p. 360, line 5I see where the live-oak is growing, I see where the yellow-pine, the scented bay-tree, the lemon and orange, the cypress, the graceful palmetto,
  5146. p. 360, line 7O the cotton plant! the growing fields of rice, sugar, hemp!
  5147. p. 360, line 8The cactus guarded with thorns, the laurel-tree with large white flowers,
  5148. p. 360, line 9The range afar, the richness and barrenness, the old woods charged with mistletoe and trailing moss,
  5149. p. 360, line 10The piney odor and the gloom, the awful natural stillness, (here in these dense swamps the freebooter carries his gun, and the fugitive has his conceal'd hut;)
  5150. 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,
  5151. p. 360, line 12The mocking-bird, the American mimic, singing all the forenoon, singing through the moon-lit night,
  5152. p. 360, line 13The humming-bird, the wild turkey, the raccoon, the opossum;
  5153. p. 360, line 14A Kentucky corn-field, the tall, graceful, long-leav'd corn, slender, flapping, bright green, with tassels, with beautiful ears each well-sheath'd in its husk;
  5154. p. 360, line 19Whereupon lo! upsprang the aboriginal name.
  5155. p. 361, line 1I see that the word of my city is that word from of old,
  5156. p. 361, line 6The flowing sea-currents, the little islands, larger adjoining islands, the heights, the villas,
  5157. p. 361, line 7The countless masts, the white shore-steamers, the lighters, the ferry-boats, the black sea-steamers well-model'd,
  5158. 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,
  5159. p. 361, line 10The carts hauling goods, the manly race of drivers of horses, the brown-faced sailors,
  5160. p. 361, line 11The summer air, the bright sun shining, and the sailing clouds aloft,
  5161. p. 361, line 12The winter snows, the sleigh-bells, the broken ice in the river, passing along up or down with the flood-tide or ebb-tide,
  5162. p. 361, line 13The mechanics of the city, the masters, well-form'd, beautiful-faced, looking you straight in the eyes,
  5163. p. 361, line 14Trottoirs throng'd, vehicles, Broadway, the women, the shops and shows,
  5164. p. 361, line 15A million people—manners free and superb—open voices—hospitality—the most courageous and friendly young men,
  5165. 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,
  5166. p. 361, line 22Or as any law of the earth or any natural production of the earth does.
  5167. p. 361, line 24I feel in myself that I represent falsehoods equally with the rest,
  5168. p. 361, line 25And that the universe does.)
  5169. p. 362, line 1Where has fail'd a perfect return indifferent of lies or the truth?
  5170. 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?
  5171. p. 362, line 6And that the truth includes all, and is compact just as much as space is compact,
  5172. p. 362, line 7And that there is no flaw or vacuum in the amount of the truth—but that all is truth without exception;
  5173. p. 362, line 13And yet the pulse of every heart and life throughout the world incessantly,
  5174. p. 362, line 15Open but still a secret, the real of the real, an illusion,
  5175. p. 362, line 16Costless, vouchsafed to each, yet never man the owner,
  5176. p. 362, line 22Behind the mountain and the wood,
  5177. p. 362, line 23Companion of the city's busiest streets, through the assemblage,
  5178. p. 362, line 26Or strangely in the coffin'd dead,
  5179. p. 363, line 6How all superbest deeds since Time began are traceable to it—and shall be to the end!
  5180. p. 363, line 8How, justified by it, the horrors, evils, battles of the earth!
  5181. p. 363, line 9How the bright fascinating lambent flames of it, in every age and land, have drawn men's eyes,
  5182. p. 363, line 10Rich as a sunset on the Norway coast, the sky, the islands, and the cliffs,
  5183. p. 363, line 13The soul for it, and all the visible universe for it,
  5184. p. 363, line 16And who has been just? for I would be the most just person of the earth,
  5185. p. 363, line 19And who has lavish'd all? for I lavish constantly the best I have,
  5186. 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,
  5187. p. 363, line 21And who has been bold and true? for I would be the boldest and truest being of the universe,
  5188. p. 363, line 22And who benevolent? for I would show more benevolence than all the rest,
  5189. 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,
  5190. p. 363, line 25And who thinks the amplest thoughts? for I would surround those thoughts,
  5191. p. 363, line 26And who has made hymns fit for the earth? for I am mad with devouring ecstasy to make joyous hymns for the whole earth.
  5192. p. 364, line 3(For what is my life or any man's life but a conflict with foes, the old, the incessant war?)
  5193. p. 364, line 5You smarts from dissatisfied friendships, (ah wounds the sharpest of all!)
  5194. p. 364, line 7You shallow tongue-talks at tables, (my tongue the shallowest of any;)
  5195. p. 364, line 11It shall yet stand up the soldier of ultimate victory.
  5196. p. 364, line 14Of the President with pale face asking secretly to himself, What will the people say at last?
  5197. p. 364, line 15Of the frivolous Judge—of the corrupt Congressman, Governor, Mayor—of such as these standing helpless and exposed,
  5198. p. 364, line 16Of the mumbling and screaming priest, (soon, soon deserted,)
  5199. p. 364, line 17Of the lessening year by year of venerableness, and of the dicta of officers, statutes, pulpits, schools,
  5200. 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;
  5201. p. 364, line 19Of the true New World—of the Democracies resplendent en-masse,
  5202. p. 364, line 20Of the conformity of politics, armies, navies, to them,
  5203. p. 364, line 21Of the shining sun by them—of the inherent light, greater than the rest,
  5204. p. 364, line 22Of the envelopment of all by them, and the effusion of all from them.
  5205. p. 364, line 23THEY shall arise in the States,
  5206. p. 364, line 25They shall illustrate Democracy and the kosmos,
  5207. 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,
  5208. p. 365, line 8Death, the future, the invisible faith, shall all be convey'd.
  5209. p. 365, line 11Weave in red blood, weave sinews in like ropes, the senses, sight weave in,
  5210. p. 365, line 12Weave lasting sure, weave day and night the weft, the warp, incessant weave, tire not,
  5211. p. 365, line 13(We know not what the use O life, nor know the aim, the end, nor really aught we know,
  5212. 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,)
  5213. p. 365, line 15For great campaigns of peace the same the wiry threads to weave,
  5214. p. 365, line 17OUT of the murk of heaviest clouds,
  5215. p. 365, line 18Out of the feudal wrecks and heap'd-up skeletons of kings,
  5216. p. 365, line 19Out of that old entire European debris, the shatter'd mummeries,
  5217. p. 365, line 21Lo, Freedom's features fresh undimm'd look forth—the same immortal face looks forth;
  5218. p. 366, line 2Lag'd'st thou so long? shall the clouds close again upon thee?
  5219. p. 366, line 4Thou hast given us a sure proof, the glimpse of thyself,
  5220. p. 366, line 8Again old heart so gay, again to you, your sense, the full flush spring returning,
  5221. p. 366, line 9Again the freshness and the odors, again Virginia's summer sky, pellucid blue and silver,
  5222. p. 366, line 10Again the forenoon purple of the hills,
  5223. p. 366, line 11Again the deathless grass, so noiseless soft and green,
  5224. p. 366, line 12Again the blood-red roses blooming.
  5225. p. 366, line 16O forenoon purple of the hills, before I close, of you!
  5226. p. 366, line 19Lands of the wild ravine, the dusky Sioux, the lonesome stretch, the silence,
  5227. p. 366, line 21The battle-bulletin,
  5228. p. 366, line 22The Indian ambuscade, the craft, the fatal environment,
  5229. p. 366, line 23The cavalry companies fighting to the last in sternest heroism,
  5230. p. 366, line 24In the midst of their little circle, with their slaughter'd horses for breastworks,
  5231. p. 366, line 25The fall of Custer and all his officers and men.
  5232. p. 366, line 26Continues yet the old, old legend of our race,
  5233. p. 366, line 27The loftiest of life upheld by death,
  5234. p. 366, line 28The ancient banner perfectly maintain'd,
  5235. p. 367, line 2Lone, sulky, through the time's thick murk looking in vain for light, for hope,
  5236. p. 367, line 4(The sun there at the centre though conceal'd,
  5237. p. 367, line 5Electric life forever at the centre,)
  5238. p. 367, line 7Thou of the tawny flowing hair in battle,
  5239. p. 367, line 9Now ending well in death the splendid fever of thy deeds,
  5240. p. 367, line 16Of the look at first of the mortally wounded, (of that indescribable look,)
  5241. p. 367, line 17Of the dead on their backs with arms extended wide,
  5242. p. 367, line 20Of skies so beauteous after a storm, and at night the moon so unearthly bright,
  5243. p. 367, line 21Shining sweetly, shining down, where we dig the trenches and gather the heaps,
  5244. p. 367, line 24Where through the carnage I moved with a callous composure, or away from the fallen,
  5245. p. 367, line 25Onward I sped at the time—but now of their forms at night,
  5246. p. 368, line 1For the prize I see at issue at last is the world,
  5247. p. 368, line 3Dream'd again the flags of kings, highest borne, to flaunt unrival'd?
  5248. p. 368, line 5Walk supreme to the heavens mighty symbol—run up above them all,
  5249. p. 368, line 10Or that thou sat'st where Washington sat, ruling the land in peace,
  5250. p. 368, line 11Or thou the man whom feudal Europe feted, venerable Asia swarm'd upon,
  5251. p. 368, line 12Who walk'd with kings with even pace the round world's promenade;
  5252. p. 368, line 14Those prairie sovereigns of the West, Kansas, Missouri, Illinois,
  5253. p. 368, line 15Ohio's, Indiana's millions, comrades, farmers, soldiers, all to the front,
  5254. p. 368, line 16Invisibly with thee walking with kings with even pace the round world's promenade,
  5255. p. 368, line 27The lyrist's measur'd beat, the wrought-out temple's grace—column and polish'd arch forgot?
  5256. p. 369, line 2(For the war, the struggle of blood finish'd, wherein, O terrific Ideal,
  5257. p. 369, line 7Around me I hear that eclat of the world, politics, produce,
  5258. p. 369, line 8The announcements of recognized things, science,
  5259. p. 369, line 9The approved growth of cities and the spread of inventions.
  5260. p. 369, line 10I see the ships, (they will last a few years,)
  5261. p. 369, line 11The vast factories with their foremen and workmen,
  5262. p. 369, line 12And hear the indorsement of all, and do not object to it.
  5263. p. 369, line 19Libertad and the divine average, freedom to every slave on the face of the earth,
  5264. p. 369, line 20The rapt promises and luminè of seers, the spiritual world, these centuries-lasting songs,
  5265. p. 369, line 21And our visions, the visions of poets, the most solid announcements of any.
  5266. p. 369, line 22THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
  5267. p. 369, line 23Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
  5268. p. 369, line 24Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best,
  5269. p. 369, line 25Night, sleep, death and the stars.
  5270. p. 370, line 1AS the time draws nigh glooming a cloud,
  5271. p. 370, line 4I shall traverse the States awhile, but I cannot tell whither or how long,
  5272. p. 370, line 9YEARS of the modern! years of the unperform'd!
  5273. p. 370, line 12I see tremendous entrances and exits, new combinations, the solidarity of races,
  5274. p. 370, line 13I see that force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage,
  5275. p. 370, line 14(Have the old forces, the old wars, played their parts? are the acts suitable to them closed?)
  5276. p. 370, line 15I see Freedom, completely arm'd and victorious and very haughty, with Law on one side and Peace on the other,
  5277. p. 370, line 16A stupendous trio all issuing forth against the idea of caste;
  5278. p. 370, line 19I see the frontiers and boundaries of the old aristocracies broken,
  5279. p. 370, line 20I see the landmarks of European kings removed,
  5280. p. 370, line 21I see this day the People beginning their landmarks, (all others give way;)
  5281. p. 371, line 1Lo, how he urges and urges, leaving the masses no rest!
  5282. p. 371, line 2His daring foot is on land and sea everywhere, he colonizes the Pacific, the archipelagoes,
  5283. p. 371, line 3With the steamship, the electric telegraph, the newspaper, the wholesale engines of war,
  5284. p. 371, line 4With these and the world-spreading factories he interlinks all geography, all lands;
  5285. p. 371, line 5What whispers are these O lands, running ahead of you, passing under the seas?
  5286. p. 371, line 6Are all nations communing? is there going to be but one heart to the globe?
  5287. p. 371, line 8The earth, restive, confronts a new era, perhaps a general divine war,
  5288. p. 371, line 9No one knows what will happen next, such portents fill the days and nights;
  5289. p. 371, line 10Years prophetical! the space ahead as I walk, as I vainly try to pierce it, is full of phantoms,
  5290. p. 371, line 14The perform'd America and Europe grow dim, retiring in shadow behind me,
  5291. p. 371, line 15The unperform'd, more gigantic than ever, advance, advance upon me.
  5292. p. 371, line 18The war resumes, again to my sense your shapes,
  5293. p. 371, line 19And again the advance of the armies.
  5294. p. 371, line 21From their graves in the trenches ascending,
  5295. p. 371, line 23From every point of the compass out of the countless graves,
  5296. p. 371, line 27Not at the head of my cavalry parading on spirited horses,
  5297. p. 372, line 3With all the perils were yours.)
  5298. p. 372, line 5Nor the long roll alarming the camp, nor even the muffled beat for a burial,
  5299. p. 372, line 7But aside from these and the marts of wealth and the crowded promenade,
  5300. p. 372, line 8Admitting around me comrades close unseen by the rest and voiceless,
  5301. p. 372, line 9The slain elate and alive again, the dust and debris alive,
  5302. p. 372, line 10I chant this chant of my silent soul in the name of all dead soldiers.
  5303. p. 372, line 14Invisible to the rest henceforth become my companions,
  5304. p. 372, line 16Sweet are the blooming cheeks of the living—sweet are the musical voices sounding,
  5305. p. 372, line 17But sweet, ah sweet, are the dead with their silent eyes.
  5306. p. 372, line 20Perfume from battle-fields rising, up from the fœtor arising.
  5307. p. 372, line 22Give me to bathe the memories of all dead soldiers,
  5308. p. 372, line 26O love, solve all, fructify all with the last chemistry.
  5309. p. 372, line 29For the ashes of all dead soldiers South or North.
  5310. 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,
  5311. p. 373, line 4The vehement struggle so fierce for unity in one's-self;
  5312. p. 373, line 5How many hold despairingly yet to the models departed, caste, myths, obedience, compulsion, and to infidelity,
  5313. p. 373, line 6How few see the arrived models, the athletes, the Western States, or see freedom or spirituality, or hold any faith in results,
  5314. 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.)
  5315. p. 373, line 8How the great cities appear—how the Democratic masses, turbulent, wilful, as I love them,
  5316. p. 373, line 9How the whirl, the contest, the wrestle of evil with good, the sounding and resounding, keep on and on,
  5317. 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,
  5318. p. 373, line 12And how the States are complete in themselves—and how all triumphs and glories are complete in themselves, to lead onward,
  5319. 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,
  5320. p. 373, line 14And how all people, sights, combinations, the democratic masses too, serve—and how every fact, and war itself, with all its horrors, serves,
  5321. p. 373, line 15And how now or at any time each serves the exquisite transition of death.
  5322. p. 373, line 16Of seeds dropping into the ground, of births,
  5323. p. 373, line 17Of the steady concentration of America, inland, upward, to impregnable and swarming places,
  5324. p. 373, line 18Of what Indiana, Kentucky, Arkansas, and the rest, are to be,
  5325. p. 373, line 19Of what a few years will show there in Nebraska, Colorado, Nevada, and the rest,
  5326. p. 373, line 20(Or afar, mounting the Northern Pacific to Sitka or Aliaska,)
  5327. p. 374, line 1Of what the feuillage of America is the preparation for—and of what all sights, North, South, East and West, are,
  5328. p. 374, line 2Of this Union welded in blood, of the solemn price paid, of the unnamed lost ever present in my mind;
  5329. p. 374, line 3Of the temporary use of materials for identity's sake,
  5330. p. 374, line 4Of the present, passing, departing—of the growth of completer men than any yet,
  5331. p. 374, line 5Of all sloping down there where the fresh free giver the mother, the Mississippi flows,
  5332. p. 374, line 7Of the new and good names, of the modern developments, of inalienable homesteads,
  5333. p. 374, line 10Of immense spiritual results future years far West, each side of the Anahuacs,
  5334. p. 374, line 12Of the native scorn of grossness and gain there,
  5335. p. 374, line 15Hour prophetic, hour resuming the past,
  5336. p. 374, line 17You earth and life till the last ray gleams I sing.
  5337. p. 374, line 21Corroborating forever the triumph of things.
  5338. p. 374, line 24Illustrious the mystery of motion in all beings, even the tiniest insect,
  5339. p. 374, line 25Illustrious the attribute of speech, the senses, the body,
  5340. p. 374, line 26Illustrious the passing light—illustrious the pale reflection on the new moon in the western sky,
  5341. p. 374, line 27Illustrious whatever I see or hear or touch, to the last.
  5342. p. 374, line 29In the satisfaction and aplomb of animals,
  5343. p. 375, line 1In the annual return of the seasons,
  5344. p. 375, line 2In the hilarity of youth,
  5345. p. 375, line 3In the strength and flush of manhood,
  5346. p. 375, line 4In the grandeur and exquisiteness of old age,
  5347. p. 375, line 5In the superb vistas of death.
  5348. p. 375, line 8The heart, to jet the all-alike and innocent blood!
  5349. p. 375, line 9To breathe the air, how delicious!
  5350. p. 375, line 10To speak—to walk—to seize something by the hand!
  5351. p. 375, line 16How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around!
  5352. p. 375, line 17How the clouds pass silently overhead!
  5353. p. 375, line 18How the earth darts on and on! and how the sun, moon, stars, dart on and on!
  5354. p. 375, line 19How the water sports and sings! (surely it is alive!)
  5355. p. 375, line 20How the trees rise and stand up, with strong trunks, with branches and leaves!
  5356. p. 375, line 21(Surely there is something more in each of the trees, some living soul.)
  5357. p. 375, line 22O amazement of things—even the least particle!
  5358. p. 375, line 26I too carol the sun, usher'd or at noon, or as now, setting,
  5359. p. 375, line 27I too throb to the brain and beauty of the earth and of all the growths of the earth,
  5360. p. 375, line 28I too have felt the resistless call of myself.
  5361. p. 375, line 29As I steam'd down the Mississippi,
  5362. p. 375, line 30As I wander'd over the prairies,
  5363. p. 375, line 32As I went forth in the morning, as I beheld the light breaking in the east,
  5364. p. 376, line 1As I bathed on the beach of the Eastern Sea, and again on the beach of the Western Sea,
  5365. p. 376, line 2As I roam'd the streets of inland Chicago, whatever streets I have roam'd,
  5366. p. 376, line 3Or cities or silent woods, or even amid the sights of war,
  5367. p. 376, line 5I sing to the last the equalities modern or old,
  5368. p. 376, line 6I sing the endless finalés of things,
  5369. p. 376, line 9For I do not see one imperfection in the universe,
  5370. p. 376, line 10And I do not see one cause or result lamentable at last in the universe.
  5371. p. 376, line 11O setting sun! though the time has come,
  5372. p. 376, line 15To memories of my mother, to the divine blending, maternity,
  5373. p. 376, line 17(I see again the calm benignant face fresh and beautiful still,
  5374. p. 376, line 18I sit by the form in the coffin,
  5375. p. 376, line 19I kiss and kiss convulsively again the sweet old lips, the cheeks, the closed eyes in the coffin;)
  5376. p. 376, line 20To her, the ideal woman, practical, spiritual, of all of earth, life, love, to me the best,
  5377. p. 376, line 23THE business man the acquirer vast,
  5378. p. 377, line 3Yet certain remembrances of the war for you, and after you,
  5379. p. 377, line 6PENSIVE on her dead gazing I heard the Mother of All,
  5380. p. 377, line 7Desperate on the torn bodies, on the forms covering the battle-fields gazing,
  5381. p. 377, line 8(As the last gun ceased, but the scent of the powder-smoke linger'd,)
  5382. p. 377, line 14And you mountain sides, and the woods where my dear children's blood trickling redden'd,
  5383. p. 377, line 19In blowing airs from the fields back again give me my darlings, give my immortal heroes,
  5384. p. 377, line 23NOT alone those camps of white, old comrades of the wars,
  5385. p. 377, line 25Footsore and weary, soon as the light lessens we halt for the night,
  5386. p. 377, line 26Some of us so fatigued carrying the gun and knapsack, dropping asleep in our tracks,
  5387. p. 377, line 27Others pitching the little tents, and the fires lit up begin to sparkle,
  5388. p. 378, line 1Outposts of pickets posted surrounding alert through the dark,
  5389. p. 378, line 3Till to the call of the drummers at daybreak loudly beating the drums,
  5390. p. 378, line 4We rise up refresh'd, the night and sleep pass'd over, and resume our journey,
  5391. p. 378, line 6Lo, the camps of the tents of green,
  5392. p. 378, line 7Which the days of peace keep filling, and the days of war keep filling,
  5393. p. 378, line 10Now in those camps of green, in their tents dotting the world,
  5394. p. 378, line 11In the parents, children, husbands, wives, in them, in the old and young,
  5395. p. 378, line 12Sleeping under the sunlight, sleeping under the moonlight, content and silent there at last,
  5396. p. 378, line 13Behold the mighty bivouac-field and waiting-camp of all,
  5397. p. 378, line 14Of the corps and generals all, and the President over the corps and generals all,
  5398. p. 378, line 15And of each of us O soldiers, and of each and all in the ranks we fought,
  5399. p. 378, line 17For presently O soldiers, we too camp in our place in the bivouac-camps of green,
  5400. p. 378, line 18But we need not provide for outposts, nor word for the countersign,
  5401. p. 378, line 19Nor drummer to beat the morning drum.
  5402. p. 378, line 20THE sobbing of the bells, the sudden death-news everywhere,
  5403. p. 378, line 21The slumberers rouse, the rapport of the People,
  5404. p. 378, line 22(Full well they know that message in the darkness,
  5405. p. 378, line 23Full well return, respond within their breasts, their brains, the sad reverberations,)
  5406. p. 378, line 24The passionate toll and clang—city to city, joining, sounding, passing,
  5407. p. 378, line 25Those heart-beats of a Nation in the night,
  5408. p. 379, line 2Of what underlies the precedent songs—of my aims in them,
  5409. p. 379, line 3Of the seed I have sought to plant in them,
  5410. p. 379, line 7Through Space and Time fused in a chant, and the flowing eternal identity,
  5411. p. 379, line 8To Nature encompassing these, encompassing God—to the joyous, electric all,
  5412. p. 379, line 9To the sense of Death, and accepting exulting in Death in its turn the same as life,
  5413. p. 379, line 10The entrance of man to sing;
  5414. p. 379, line 12To put rapport the mountains and rocks and streams,
  5415. p. 379, line 13And the winds of the north, and the forests of oak and pine,
  5416. p. 379, line 18The long, long anchorage we leave,
  5417. p. 379, line 19The ship is clear at last, she leaps!
  5418. p. 379, line 20She swiftly courses from the shore,
  5419. p. 379, line 22THE untold want by life and land ne'er granted,
  5420. p. 379, line 24WHAT are those of the known but to ascend and enter the Unknown?
  5421. p. 379, line 26THESE carols sung to cheer my passage through the world I see,
  5422. p. 379, line 27For completion I dedicate to the Invisible World.
  5423. p. 380, line 1NOW finalè to the shore,
  5424. p. 380, line 4Often enough hast thou adventur'd o'er the seas,
  5425. p. 380, line 5Cautiously cruising, studying the charts,
  5426. p. 380, line 16When the rest part away for superb persons and contribute to them,
  5427. p. 380, line 17When breeds of the most perfect mothers denote America,
  5428. p. 380, line 20I have sung the body and the soul, war and peace have I sung, and the songs of life and death,
  5429. p. 380, line 21And the songs of birth, and shown that there are many births.
  5430. p. 380, line 23While my pleasure is yet at the full I whisper So long!
  5431. p. 380, line 24And take the young woman's hand and the young man's hand for the last time.
  5432. p. 380, line 28I announce the justification of candor and the justification of pride.
  5433. p. 381, line 1I announce that the identity of these States is a single identity only,
  5434. p. 381, line 2I announce the Union more and more compact, indissoluble,
  5435. p. 381, line 3I announce splendors and majesties to make all the previous politics of the earth insignificant.
  5436. p. 381, line 5I say you shall yet find the friend you were looking for.
  5437. p. 381, line 6I announce a man or woman coming, perhaps you are the one, (So long!)
  5438. p. 381, line 7I announce the great individual, fluid as Nature, chaste, affectionate, compassionate, fully arm'd.
  5439. p. 381, line 17Salute me—salute the days once more. Peal the old cry once more.
  5440. p. 381, line 18Screaming electric, the atmosphere using,
  5441. p. 381, line 22Sparkles hot, seed ethereal down in the dirt dropping,
  5442. p. 381, line 24To ages and ages yet the growth of the seed leaving,
  5443. p. 381, line 25To troops out of the war arising, they the tasks I have set promulging,
  5444. p. 381, line 27To young men my problems offering—no dallier I—I the muscle of their brains trying,
  5445. p. 382, line 2The best of me then when no longer visible, for toward that I have been incessantly preparing.
  5446. p. 382, line 6From behind the screen where I hid I advance personally solely to you.
  5447. p. 382, line 11I spring from the pages into your arms—decease calls me forth.
  5448. p. 382, line 13Your breath falls around me like dew, your pulse lulls the tympans of my ears,
  5449. p. 382, line 20I feel like one who has done work for the day to retire awhile,
  5450. p. 384, line 7[…] To Those Who've Fail'd, 385 A Carol Closing Sixty-Nine, 386 The Bravest Soldiers, 386 A Font of Type, 386 As I Sit Writing […]
  5451. p. 384, line 12[…] My Canary Bird, 386 Queries to My Seventieth Year, 387 The Wallabout Martyrs, 387 The First Dandelion, 387 America, 387 Memories, 387 To-day and Thee […]
  5452. p. 384, line 13[…] Queries to My Seventieth Year, 387 The Wallabout Martyrs, 387 The First Dandelion, 387 America, 387 Memories, 387 To-day and Thee, 388 After the Dazzle […]
  5453. p. 384, line 17[…] First Dandelion, 387 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 […]
  5454. p. 384, line 23[…] May's Shows Selected, 388 Halcyon Days, 388 Fancies at Navesink, 389 (The Pilot in the Mist—Had I the Choice—You Tides With Ceaseless Swell—Last of Ebb, and […]
  5455. p. 384, line 27[…] Daylight Waning—And Yet Not You Alone—Proudly the Flood Comes In—By That Long Scan of Waves—Then […]
  5456. p. 384, line 39[…] That Blithe Throat of Thine, 394 Broadway, 394 To Get the Final Lilt of Songs, 394 Old Salt Kossabone, 395 The Dead Tenor […]
  5457. p. 384, line 41[…] the Final Lilt of Songs, 394 Old Salt Kossabone, 395 The Dead Tenor, 395 Continuities, 396 Yonnondio, 396 Life, 396 "Going Somewhere," 397 Small the Theme […]
  5458. p. 384, line 46[…] Dead Tenor, 395 Continuities, 396 Yonnondio, 396 Life, 396 "Going Somewhere," 397 Small the Theme of My Chant, 397 True Conquerors, 397 The United States to […]
  5459. p. 384, line 48[…] Small the Theme of My Chant, 397 True Conquerors, 397 The United States to Old World Critics, 398 The Calming Thought of […]
  5460. p. 384, line 50[…] Conquerors, 397 The United States to Old World Critics, 398 The Calming Thought of All, 398 Thanks in Old Age, 398 Life and […]
  5461. p. 384, line 53[…] All, 398 Thanks in Old Age, 398 Life and Death, 398 The Voice of the Rain, 399 Soon Shall the Winter's Foil Be Here, 399 While Not […]
  5462. p. 384, line 54[…] Death, 398 The Voice of the Rain, 399 Soon Shall the Winter's Foil Be Here, 399 While Not the Past Forgetting, 399 The […]
  5463. p. 384, line 56[…] Shall the Winter's Foil Be Here, 399 While Not the Past Forgetting, 399 The Dying Veteran, 400 Stronger Lessons, 400 A Prairie Sunset […]
  5464. p. 384, line 57[…] Foil Be Here, 399 While Not the Past Forgetting, 399 The Dying Veteran, 400 Stronger Lessons, 400 A Prairie Sunset, 400 Twenty Years, 401 Orange […]
  5465. p. 384, line 68[…] Leaves of Me, 402 Not Meagre, Latent Boughs Alone, 402 The Dead Emperor, 402 As the Greek's Signal Flame, 402 The Dismantled Ship […]
  5466. p. 384, line 69[…] Meagre, Latent Boughs Alone, 402 The Dead Emperor, 402 As the Greek's Signal Flame, 402 The Dismantled Ship, 403 Now Precedent Songs, Farewell […]
  5467. p. 384, line 70[…] The Dead Emperor, 402 As the Greek's Signal Flame, 402 The Dismantled Ship, 403 Now Precedent Songs, Farewell, 403 An Evening Lull, 403 Old […]
  5468. p. 384, line 75[…] An Evening Lull, 403 Old Age's Lambent Peaks, 404 After the Supper and Talk […]
  5469. p. 385, line 3A rocky founded island—shores where ever gayly dash the coming, going, hurrying sea waves.
  5470. p. 385, line 6And one the Atlantic's wind caressing, fierce or gentle—mighty hulls dark-gliding in the distance.
  5471. p. 385, line 8Isle of the salty shore and breeze and brine!
  5472. p. 385, line 10Eastward the sea absorbing, viewing, (nothing but sea and sky,)
  5473. p. 385, line 11The tossing waves, the foam, the ships in the distance,
  5474. p. 385, line 12The wild unrest, the snowy, curling caps—that inbound urge and urge of waves,
  5475. p. 385, line 13Seeking the shores forever.
  5476. p. 385, line 15To unnam'd soldiers fallen in front on the lead,
  5477. p. 385, line 18High, high above the rest—To all cut off before their time,
  5478. p. 386, line 2My lines in joy and hope continuing on the same,
  5479. p. 386, line 6Of me myself—the jocund heart yet beating in my breast,
  5480. p. 386, line 7The body wreck'd, old, poor and paralyzed—the strange inertia falling pall-like round me,
  5481. p. 386, line 8The burning fires down in my sluggish blood not yet extinct,
  5482. p. 386, line 9The undiminish'd faith—the groups of loving friends.
  5483. p. 386, line 10Brave, brave were the soldiers (high named to-day) who lived through the fight;
  5484. p. 386, line 11But the bravest press'd to the front and fell, unnamed, unknown.
  5485. p. 386, line 17Within the pallid slivers slumbering.
  5486. p. 386, line 19Not my least burden is that dulness of the years, querilities,
  5487. p. 386, line 22Did we count great, O soul, to penetrate the themes of mighty books,
  5488. p. 386, line 25Filling the air, the lonesome room, the long forenoon,
  5489. p. 387, line 4Or placid skies and sun? Wilt stir the waters yet?
  5490. p. 387, line 11The stepping stones to thee to-day and here, America.
  5491. p. 387, line 14Forth from its sunny nook of shelter'd grass—innocent, golden, calm as the dawn,
  5492. p. 387, line 15The spring's first dandelion shows its trustful face.
  5493. p. 387, line 19Perennial with the Earth, with Freedom, Law and Love,
  5494. p. 387, line 21Chair'd in the adamant of Time.
  5495. p. 387, line 22How sweet the silent backward tracings!
  5496. p. 387, line 23The wanderings as in dreams—the meditation of old times resumed—their loves, joys, persons, voyages.
  5497. p. 388, line 1The appointed winners in a long-stretch'd game;
  5498. p. 388, line 2The course of Time and nations—Egypt, India, Greece and Rome;
  5499. p. 388, line 3The past entire, with all its heroes, histories, arts, experiments,
  5500. p. 388, line 6The heirdom all converged in thee!
  5501. p. 388, line 7After the dazzle of day is gone,
  5502. p. 388, line 8Only the dark, dark night shows to my eyes the stars;
  5503. p. 388, line 9After the clangor of organ majestic, or chorus, or perfect band,
  5504. p. 388, line 10Silent, athwart my soul, moves the symphony true.
  5505. p. 388, line 13Apple orchards, the trees all cover'd with blossoms;
  5506. p. 388, line 15The eternal, exhaustless freshness of each early morning;
  5507. p. 388, line 16The yellow, golden, transparent haze of the warm afternoon sun;
  5508. p. 388, line 17The aspiring lilac bushes with profuse purple or white flowers.
  5509. p. 388, line 20But as life wanes, and all the turbulent passions calm,
  5510. p. 388, line 21As gorgeous, vapory, silent hues cover the evening sky,
  5511. p. 388, line 22As softness, fulness, rest, suffuse the frame, like freshier, balmier air,
  5512. p. 388, line 23As the days take on a mellower light, and the apple at last hangs really finish'd and indolent-ripe on the tree,
  5513. p. 388, line 24Then for the teeming quietest, happiest days of all!
  5514. p. 388, line 25The brooding and blissful halcyon days!
  5515. p. 389, line 1Steaming the northern rapids—(an old St. Lawrence reminiscence,
  5516. p. 389, line 3Here waiting for the sunrise, gazing from this hill;)*
  5517. p. 389, line 5Again the trembling, laboring vessel veers me—I press through foam-dash'd rocks that almost touch me,
  5518. p. 389, line 6Again I mark where aft the small thin Indian helmsman
  5519. p. 389, line 7Looms in the mist, with brow elate and governing hand.
  5520. p. 389, line 8Had I the choice to tally greatest bards,
  5521. p. 389, line 12Metre or wit the best, or choice conceit to wield in perfect rhyme, delight of singers;
  5522. p. 389, line 14Would you the undulation of one wave, its trick to me transfer,
  5523. p. 389, line 19Rapport of sun, moon, earth, and all the constellations,
  5524. p. 389, line 20What are the messages by you from distant stars to us? what Sirius'? what Capella's?
  5525. p. 389, line 21What central heart—and you the pulse—vivifies all? what boundless aggregate of all?
  5526. p. 389, line 23Holding the universe with all its parts as one—as sailing in a ship?
  5527. p. 390, line 3With many a half-caught voice sent up from the eddies,
  5528. p. 390, line 9Some suicide's despairing cry, Away to the boundless waste, and never again return.
  5529. p. 390, line 16Duly by you, from you, the tide and light again—duly the hinges turning,
  5530. p. 390, line 17Duly the needed discord-parts offsetting, blending,
  5531. p. 390, line 19The rhythmus of Birth eternal.
  5532. p. 390, line 20Proudly the flood comes in, shouting, foaming, advancing,
  5533. p. 390, line 21Long it holds at the high, with bosom broad outswelling,
  5534. p. 390, line 22All throbs, dilates—the farms, woods, streets of cities—workmen at work,
  5535. p. 390, line 23Mainsails, topsails, jibs, appear in the offing—steamers' pennants of smoke—and under the forenoon sun,
  5536. p. 390, line 24Freighted with human lives, gaily the outward bound, gaily the inward bound,
  5537. p. 390, line 25Flaunting from many a spar the flag I love.
  5538. p. 391, line 2The long past war, the battles, hospital sights, the wounded and the dead,
  5539. p. 391, line 5By any grand ideal tried, intentionless, the whole a nothing,
  5540. p. 391, line 9Of you O tides, the mystic human meaning:
  5541. p. 391, line 10Only by law of you, your swell and ebb, enclosing me the same,
  5542. p. 391, line 11The brain that shapes, the voice that chants this song.
  5543. p. 391, line 14Nor you, Yosemite—nor Yellowstone, with all its spasmic geyser-loops ascending to the skies, appearing and disappearing,
  5544. p. 391, line 16—This seething hemisphere's humanity, as now, I'd name—the still small voice vibrating—America's choosing day,
  5545. p. 391, line 17(The heart of it not in the chosen—the act itself the main, the quadriennial choosing,)
  5546. p. 391, line 18The stretch of North and South arous'd—sea-board and inland—Texas to Maine—the Prairie States—Vermont, Virginia, California,
  5547. p. 391, line 19The final ballot-shower from East to West—the paradox and conflict,
  5548. p. 391, line 20The countless snow-flakes falling—(a swordless conflict,
  5549. p. 391, line 21Yet more than all Rome's wars of old, or modern Napoleon's:) the peaceful choice of all,
  5550. p. 391, line 22Or good or ill humanity—welcoming the darker odds, the dross:
  5551. p. 391, line 23—Foams and ferments the wine? it serves to purify—while the heart pants, life glows:
  5552. p. 392, line 5Thy troops of white-maned racers racing to the goal,
  5553. p. 392, line 6Thy ample, smiling face, dash'd with the sparkling dimples of the sun,
  5554. p. 392, line 9Great as thou art above the rest, thy many tears—a lack from all eternity in thy content,
  5555. p. 392, line 10(Naught but the greatest struggles, wrongs, defeats, could make thee greatest—no less could make thee,)
  5556. p. 392, line 18(Sounding, appealing to the sky's deaf ear—but now, rapport for once,
  5557. p. 392, line 19A phantom in the night thy confidant for once,)
  5558. p. 392, line 20The first and last confession of the globe,
  5559. p. 392, line 22The tale of cosmic elemental passion,
  5560. p. 392, line 24As one by one withdraw the lofty actors,
  5561. p. 393, line 1Man of the mighty days—and equal to the days!
  5562. p. 393, line 2Thou from the prairies!—tangled and many-vein'd and hard has been thy part,
  5563. p. 393, line 10In hunting-shirt of film, arm'd with the rifle, a half-ironical smile curving its phantom lips,
  5564. p. 393, line 13Far from its base and shaft expanding—the round zones circling, comprehending,
  5565. p. 393, line 14Thou, Washington, art all the world's, the continents' entire—not yours alone, America,
  5566. p. 393, line 16Or frozen North, or sultry South—the African's—the Arab's in his tent,
  5567. p. 393, line 18(Greets the antique the hero new? 'tis but the same—the heir legitimate, continued ever,
  5568. p. 393, line 19The indomitable heart and arm—proofs of the never-broken line,
  5569. p. 393, line 20Courage, alertness, patience, faith, the same—e'en in defeat defeated not, the same:)
  5570. p. 394, line 2I'll mind the lesson, solitary bird—let me too welcome chilling drifts,
  5571. p. 394, line 3E'en the profoundest chill, as now—a torpid pulse, a brain unnerv'd,
  5572. p. 394, line 6For them thy faith, thy rule I take, and grave it to the last;
  5573. p. 394, line 8But held by sluggish floes, pack'd in the northern ice, the cumulus of years,
  5574. p. 394, line 15Thou portal—thou arena—thou of the myriad long-drawn lines and groups!
  5575. p. 394, line 18Thou of the endless sliding, mincing, shuffling feet!
  5576. p. 394, line 19Thou, like the parti-colored world itself—like infinite, teeming, mocking life!
  5577. p. 394, line 21To get the final lilt of songs,
  5578. p. 394, line 22To penetrate the inmost lore of poets—to know the mighty ones,
  5579. p. 394, line 24To diagnose the shifting-delicate tints of love and pride and doubt—to truly understand,
  5580. p. 394, line 25To encompass these, the last keen faculty and entrance-price,
  5581. p. 395, line 5The last of afternoons, the evening hours, for many a year his regular custom,
  5582. p. 395, line 6In his great arm chair by the window seated,
  5583. p. 395, line 7(Sometimes, indeed, through half the day,)
  5584. p. 395, line 8Watching the coming, going of the vessels, he mutters to himself—And now the close of all:
  5585. p. 395, line 10At last at nightfall strikes the breeze aright, her whole luck veering,
  5586. p. 395, line 11And swiftly bending round the cape, the darkness proudly entering, cleaving, as he watches,
  5587. p. 395, line 12"She's free—she's on her destination "—these the last words—when Jenny came, he sat there dead,
  5588. p. 395, line 14As down the stage again,
  5589. p. 395, line 16Back from the fading lessons of the past, I'd call, I'd tell and own,
  5590. p. 395, line 17How much from thee! the revelation of the singing voice from thee!
  5591. p. 395, line 19The perfect singing voice—deepest of all to me the lesson—trial and test of all:)
  5592. p. 395, line 20How through those strains distill'd—how the rapt ears, the soul of me, absorbing
  5593. p. 395, line 26A wafted autumn leaf, dropt in the closing grave, the shovel'd earth,
  5594. p. 396, line 2No birth, identity, form—no object of the world.
  5595. p. 396, line 5Ample are time and space—ample the fields of Nature.
  5596. p. 396, line 6The body, sluggish, aged, cold—the embers left from earlier fires,
  5597. p. 396, line 7The light in the eye grown dim, shall duly flame again;
  5598. p. 396, line 8The sun now low in the west rises for mornings and for noons continual;
  5599. p. 396, line 9To frozen clods ever the spring's invisible law returns,
  5600. p. 396, line 11A song, a poem of itself—the word itself a dirge,
  5601. p. 396, line 12Amid the wilds, the rocks, the storm and wintry night,
  5602. p. 396, line 13To me such misty, strange tableaux the syllables calling up;
  5603. p. 396, line 14Yonnondio—I see, far in the west or north, a limitless ravine, with plains and mountains dark,
  5604. p. 396, line 16As flitting by like clouds of ghosts, they pass and are gone in the twilight,
  5605. p. 396, line 17(Race of the woods, the landscapes free, and the falls!
  5606. p. 396, line 18No picture, poem, statement, passing them to the future:)
  5607. p. 396, line 20To-day gives place, and fades—the cities, farms, factories fade;
  5608. p. 396, line 21A muffled sonorous sound, a wailing word is borne through the air for a moment,
  5609. p. 396, line 23Ever the undiscouraged, resolute, struggling soul of man;
  5610. p. 396, line 25Ever the grappled mystery of all earth's ages old or new;
  5611. p. 396, line 26Ever the eager eyes, hurrahs, the welcome-clapping hands, the loud applause;
  5612. p. 396, line 27Ever the soul dissatisfied, curious, unconvinced at last;
  5613. p. 396, line 28Struggling to-day the same—battling the same.
  5614. p. 397, line 3Ended our talk—"The sum, concluding all we know of old or modern learning, intuitions deep,
  5615. p. 397, line 7"The world, the race, the soul—in space and time the universes,
  5616. 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.
  5617. p. 397, line 10Man's physiology complete, from top to toe, I sing. Not physiognomy alone, nor brain alone, is worthy for the Muse;—I say the Form complete is worthier far. The Female equally with the Male, I sing.
  5618. p. 397, line 11Nor cease at the theme of One's-Self. I speak the word of the modern, the word En-Masse.
  5619. p. 397, line 12My Days I sing, and the Lands—with interstice I knew of hapless War.
  5620. 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.
  5621. p. 397, line 14And thus upon our journey, footing the road, and more than once, and link'd together let us go.)
  5622. p. 397, line 20True conquerors o'er all the rest.
  5623. p. 398, line 1Here first the duties of to-day, the lessons of the concrete,
  5624. p. 398, line 3As of the building of some varied, vast, perpetual edifice,
  5625. p. 398, line 4Whence to arise inevitable in time, the towering roofs, the lamps,
  5626. p. 398, line 5The solid-planted spires tall shooting to the stars.
  5627. p. 398, line 7Amid the changing schools, theologies, philosophies,
  5628. p. 398, line 8Amid the bawling presentations new and old,
  5629. p. 398, line 9The round earth's silent vital laws, facts, modes continue.
  5630. p. 398, line 11For health, the midday sun, the impalpable air—for life, mere life,
  5631. p. 398, line 13For all my days—not those of peace alone—the days of war the same,
  5632. p. 398, line 19For all the brave strong men—devoted, hardy men—who've forward sprung in freedom's help, all years, all lands,
  5633. p. 398, line 21The cannoneers of song and thought—the great artillerists—the foremost leaders, captains of the soul:)
  5634. p. 398, line 22As soldier from an ended war return'd—As traveler out of myriads, to the long procession retrospective,
  5635. p. 398, line 24The two old, simple problems ever intertwined,
  5636. p. 398, line 27To ours to-day—and we pass on the same.
  5637. p. 399, line 1And who art thou? said I to the soft-falling shower,
  5638. p. 399, line 3I am the Poem of Earth, said the voice of the rain,
  5639. p. 399, line 4Eternal I rise impalpable out of the land and the bottomless sea,
  5640. p. 399, line 5Upward to heaven, whence, vaguely form'd, altogether changed, and yet the same,
  5641. p. 399, line 6I descend to lave the drouths, atomies, dust-layers of the globe,
  5642. p. 399, line 11Soon shall the winter's foil be here;
  5643. p. 399, line 16Shall wake and fill. Thou shalt perceive the simple shows, the delicate miracles of earth,
  5644. p. 399, line 17Dandelions, clover, the emerald grass, the early scents and flowers,
  5645. p. 399, line 18The arbutus under foot, the willow's yellow-green, the blossoming plum and cherry;
  5646. p. 399, line 19With these the robin, lark and thrush, singing their songs—the flitting bluebird;
  5647. p. 399, line 20For such the scenes the annual play brings on.
  5648. p. 399, line 21While not the past forgetting,
  5649. p. 399, line 24Lay on the graves of all dead soldiers, North or South,
  5650. p. 399, line 25(Nor for the past alone—for meanings to the future,)
  5651. p. 400, line 2Amid the current songs of beauty, peace, decorum,
  5652. p. 400, line 7Had fought in the ranks—fought well—had been all through the Revolutionary war,)
  5653. p. 400, line 11To the sights and scenes—to forming the line of battle,
  5654. p. 400, line 12To the scouts ahead reconnoitering,
  5655. p. 400, line 13To the cannons, the grim artillery,
  5656. p. 400, line 14To the galloping aids, carrying orders,
  5657. p. 400, line 15To the wounded, the fallen, the heat, the suspense,
  5658. p. 400, line 16The perfume strong, the smoke, the deafening noise;
  5659. p. 400, line 20Have you not learn'd great lessons from those who reject you, and brace themselves against you? or who treat you with contempt, or dispute the passage with you?
  5660. p. 400, line 22The earth's whole amplitude and Nature's multiform power consign'd for once to colors;
  5661. p. 400, line 23The light, the general air possess'd by them—colors till now unknown,
  5662. p. 400, line 24No limit, confine—not the Western sky alone—the high meridian—North, South, all,
  5663. p. 400, line 25Pure luminous color fighting the silent shadows to the last.
  5664. p. 401, line 1Down on the ancient wharf, the sand, I sit, with a new-comer chatting:
  5665. p. 401, line 4While he the globe was circling round and round,—and now returns:
  5666. p. 401, line 5How changed the place—all the old land-marks gone—the parents dead;
  5667. p. 401, line 7The little boat that scull'd him from the sloop, now held in leash I see,
  5668. p. 401, line 8I hear the slapping waves, the restless keel, the rocking in the sand,
  5669. p. 401, line 9I see the sailor kit, the canvas bag, the great box bound with brass,
  5670. p. 401, line 10I scan the face all berry-brown and bearded—the stout-strong frame,
  5671. p. 401, line 12(Then what the told-out story of those twenty years? What of the future?)
  5672. p. 401, line 20The soft voluptuous opiate shades,
  5673. p. 401, line 21The sun just gone, the eager light dispell'd—(I too will soon be gone, dispell'd,)
  5674. p. 402, line 3You tokens diminute and lorn—(not now the flush of May, or July clover-bloom—no grain of August now;)
  5675. p. 402, line 5Yet my soul-dearest leaves confirming all the rest,
  5676. p. 402, line 6The faithfulest—hardiest—last.
  5677. p. 402, line 10Apples and grapes—the stalwart limbs of trees emerging—the fresh, free, open air,
  5678. p. 402, line 13Less for the mighty crown laid low in sorrow—less for the Emperor,
  5679. p. 402, line 16As the Greek's signal flame, by antique records told,
  5680. p. 402, line 17Rose from the hill-top, like applause and glory,
  5681. p. 402, line 19With rosy tinge reddening the land he'd served,
  5682. p. 403, line 2On sluggish, lonesome waters, anchor'd near the shore,
  5683. p. 403, line 4After free voyages to all the seas of earth, haul'd up at last and hawser'd tight,
  5684. p. 403, line 11Or "Beat! Beat! Drums!" or "To the Leaven'd Soil they Trod,"
  5685. p. 403, line 15The personal urge and form for me—not merely paper, automatic type and ink,)
  5686. p. 403, line 16Each song of mine—each utterance in the past—having its long, long history,
  5687. p. 403, line 19What wretched shred e'en at the best of all!)
  5688. p. 403, line 22Toward the ending day a calm and lull comes on,
  5689. p. 404, line 1The touch of flame—the illuminating fire—the loftiest look at last,
  5690. p. 404, line 2O'er city, passion, sea—o'er prairie, mountain, wood—the earth itself;
  5691. p. 404, line 3The airy, different, changing hues of all, in falling twilight,
  5692. p. 404, line 5The calmer sight—the golden setting, clear and broad:
  5693. p. 404, line 6So much i' the atmosphere, the points of view, the situations whence we scan,
  5694. p. 404, line 7Bro't out by them alone—so much (perhaps the best) unreck'd before;
  5695. p. 404, line 8The lights indeed from them—old age's lambent peaks.
  5696. p. 404, line 9After the supper and talk—after the day is done,
  5697. p. 404, line 15Shunning, postponing severance—seeking to ward off the last word ever so little,
  5698. p. 404, line 16E'en at the exit-door turning—charges superfluous calling back—e'en as he descends the steps,
  5699. p. 404, line 18Farewells, messages lessening—dimmer the forthgoer's visage and form,
  5700. p. 404, line 19Soon to be lost for aye in the darkness—loth, O so loth to depart!
  5701. p. 404, line 20Garrulous to the very last.
  5702. p. 406, line 7[…] Lingering Last Drops, 409. Good-Bye my Fancy, 409. On, on the Same, ye Jocund Twain, 410. My 71st Year, 410. Apparitions, 410. The Pallid […]
  5703. p. 406, line 11[…] Same, ye Jocund Twain, 410. My 71st Year, 410. Apparitions, 410. The Pallid Wreath, 411. An Ended Day, 411. Old Age's Ship & Crafty Death's […]
  5704. p. 406, line 15[…] Ended Day, 411. Old Age's Ship & Crafty Death's, 412. To the Pending Year, 412. Shakspere-Bacon's Cipher, 412. Long, Long Hence, 412. Bravo, Paris Exposition […]
  5705. p. 406, line 20[…] Long Hence, 412. Bravo, Paris Exposition, 413. Interpolation Sounds, 413. To the Sunset Breeze, 414. (406) Old Chants, 414. A Christmas Greeting, 415. Sounds of the […]
  5706. p. 406, line 24[…] 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, 416. Osceola […]
  5707. p. 406, line 26[…] Sounds of the Winter, 415. A Twilight Song, 416. When the Full-grown Poet Came, 416. Osceola, 417. A Voice from Death, 417. A Persian […]
  5708. p. 406, line 31[…] Osceola, 417. A Voice from Death, 417. A Persian Lesson, 418. The Commonplace, 419. "The Rounded Catalogue Divine Complete," 419. Mirages, 420. L. of G […]
  5709. p. 406, line 32[…] Voice from Death, 417. A Persian Lesson, 418. The Commonplace, 419. "The Rounded Catalogue Divine Complete," 419. Mirages, 420. L. of G.'s Purport […]
  5710. p. 406, line 36[…] Divine Complete," 419. Mirages, 420. L. of G.'s Purport, 420. The Unexpress'd, 421. Grand is the Seen, 421. Unseen Buds, 421. Good-Bye my Fancy […]
  5711. p. 406, line 37[…] of G.'s Purport, 420. The Unexpress'd, 421. Grand is the Seen, 421. Unseen Buds, 421. Good-Bye my Fancy […]
  5712. p. 407, line 6[…] not been enough afraid of careless touches, from the first—and am not now—nor of parrot-like repetitions—nor […]
  5713. p. 407, line 8[…] now—nor of parrot-like repetitions—nor platitudes and the commonplace. Perhaps I am too democratic for such avoidances. Besides […]
  5714. p. 407, line 9[…] too democratic for such avoidances. Besides, is not the verse-field, as originally plann'd by my theory, now sufficiently illustrated […]
  5715. p. 407, line 17[…] have nothing fresh to write)—I while away the hours of my 72d year—hours of forced confinement in […]
  5716. p. 407, line 3(Will they germinate anything? mere exhalations as they all are—the land's and sea's—America's;
  5717. p. 407, line 26[…] like improving to-day's opportunity and wind up. During the last two years I have sent out, in the lulls […]
  5718. p. 407, line 27[…] last two years I have sent out, in the lulls of illness and exhaustion, certain chirps—lingering-dying ones probably […]
  5719. p. 408, line 1[…] utterly non-locomotive) cast up high and dry on the shore-sands, helpless to move anywhere—nothing left but behave myself […]
  5720. p. 408, line 2[…] left but behave myself quiet, and while away the days yet assign'd, and discover if there is anything for […]
  5721. p. 408, line 3[…] assign'd, and discover if there is anything for the said grim and time-bang'd conch to be got at last […]
  5722. p. 408, line 7[…] for one reason there are too many of the following poemets about death, &c., and for another the passing […]
  5723. p. 408, line 8[…] following poemets about death, &c., and for another the passing hours (July 5, 1890) are so sunny-fine. And old as I […]
  5724. p. 408, line 14Then behind all, the deep-down consolation (it is a glum one, but I dare […]
  5725. p. 408, line 15[…] one, but I dare not be sorry for the fact of it in the past, nor refrain from dwelling, even vaunting here at the […]
  5726. p. 408, line 16[…] nor refrain from dwelling, even vaunting here at the end) that this late-years palsied old shorn and shell-fish condition […]
  5727. p. 408, line 17[…] old shorn and shell-fish condition of me is the indubitable outcome and growth, now near for 20 years along, of […]
  5728. p. 408, line 20[…] over-continued bodily and emotional excitement and action through the times of 1862, '3,'4 and '5, visiting and waiting on wounded and sick […]
  5729. p. 408, line 24[…] place and elsewhere—those hot, sad, wrenching times—the army volunteers, all States,—or North or South—the wounded […]
  5730. p. 408, line 25[…] army volunteers, all States,—or North or South—the wounded, suffering, dying—the exhausting, sweating summers, marches, battles, carnage—those trenches hurriedly heap'd […]
  5731. p. 408, line 27[…] marches, battles, carnage—those trenches hurriedly heap'd by the corpse-thousands, mainly unknown—Will the America of the future—will this vast rich Union ever […]
  5732. p. 408, line 28[…] the corpse-thousands, mainly unknown—Will the America of the future—will this vast rich Union ever realize what itself […]
  5733. p. 409, line 1HEAVE the anchor short!
  5734. p. 409, line 5But outset and sure entrance to the truest, best, maturest;)
  5735. p. 409, line 11We know not whence, (was the answer,)
  5736. p. 409, line 12We only know that we drift here with the rest,
  5737. p. 409, line 14To make the passing shower's concluding drops.
  5738. p. 409, line 16But 'tis not quite the time—The best of any man's word or say,
  5739. p. 409, line 18I keep mine till the last.)
  5740. p. 409, line 29Why do folks dwell so fondly on the last words, advice, appearance, of the departing? Those last words are not samples of the best […]
  5741. p. 409, line 30[…] departing? Those last words are not samples of the best, which involve vitality at its full, and balance, and […]
  5742. p. 409, line 32[…] are valuable beyond measure to confirm and endorse the varied train, facts, theories and faith of the whole preceding […]
  5743. p. 409, line 33[…] the varied train, facts, theories and faith of the whole preceding life […]
  5744. p. 410, line 1ON, on the same, ye jocund twain!
  5745. p. 410, line 5I chant my nation's crucial stage, (America's, haply humanity's)—the trial great, the victory great,
  5746. p. 410, line 6A strange eclaircissement of all the masses past, the eastern world, the ancient, medieval,
  5747. p. 410, line 7Here, here from wanderings, strayings, lessons, wars, defeats—here at the west a voice triumphant—justifying all,
  5748. p. 410, line 9I chant from it the common bulk, the general average horde, (the best no sooner than the worst)—And now I chant old age,
  5749. p. 410, line 10(My verses, written first for forenoon life, and for the summer's, autumn's spread,
  5750. p. 410, line 11I pass to snow-white hairs the same, and give to pulses winter-cool'd the same;)
  5751. p. 410, line 14On, on, ye jocund twain! continue on the same!
  5752. p. 410, line 17My parents' deaths, the vagaries of my life, the many tearing passions of me, the war of '63 and '4,
  5753. p. 410, line 20Reporting yet, saluting yet the Officer over all.
  5754. p. 410, line 21A VAGUE mist hanging 'round half the pages:
  5755. p. 410, line 22(Sometimes how strange and clear to the soul,
  5756. p. 411, line 3With pink, blue, yellow, all blanch'd, and the white now gray and ashy,
  5757. p. 411, line 6Is the odor exhaled? Are the colors, vitalities, dead?
  5758. p. 411, line 7No, while memories subtly play—the past vivid as ever;
  5759. p. 411, line 10So let the wreath hang still awhile within my eye-reach,
  5760. p. 411, line 12THE soothing sanity and blitheness of completion,
  5761. p. 411, line 13The pomp and hurried contest-glare and rush are done;
  5762. p. 411, line 30ANOTHER NOTE.—" He went out with the tide and the sunset," was a phrase I heard from a surgeon describing […]
  5763. p. 411, line 33During the Secession War, 1863 and '4, visiting the Army Hospitals around Washington, I form'd the habit, and continued […]
  5764. p. 411, line 34[…] visiting the Army Hospitals around Washington, I form'd the habit, and continued it to the end, whenever the ebb or flood tide began the latter part of day […]
  5765. p. 411, line 35[…] end, whenever the ebb or flood tide began the latter part of day, of punctually visiting those at that […]
  5766. p. 411, line 36[…] of suffering men. Somehow (or I thought so) the effect of the hour was palpable. The badly wounded would […]
  5767. p. 411, line 37[…] Somehow (or I thought so) the effect of the hour was palpable. The badly wounded would get some ease, and would like to […]
  5768. p. 411, line 41[…] given then, and a lulling atmosphere would pervade the wards […]
  5769. p. 411, line 43[…] all their horrors. I had more than once the same experience on the fields cover'd with fallen or dead […]
  5770. p. 411, line 44[…] had more than once the same experience on the fields cover'd with fallen or dead […]
  5771. p. 412, line 1FROM east and west across the horizon's edge,
  5772. p. 412, line 3But we 'll make race a-time upon the seas—a battle-contest yet! bear lively there!
  5773. p. 412, line 4(Our joys of strife and derring-do to the last!)
  5774. p. 412, line 5Put on the old ship all her power to-day!
  5775. p. 412, line 8As we take to the open—take to the deepest, freest waters.
  5776. p. 412, line 10(Have I fought out and done indeed the battle?) Is there no shot left,
  5777. p. 412, line 14Thy bearded throat and high-borne forehead to the gutter;
  5778. p. 412, line 20As part of each—evolv'd from each—meaning, behind the ostent,
  5779. p. 413, line 2With all the rest, visible, concrete, temples, towers, goods, machines and ores,
  5780. p. 413, line 7OVER and through the burial chant,
  5781. p. 413, line 9To me come interpolation sounds not in the show—plainly to me, crowding up the aisle and from the window,
  5782. p. 413, line 11The scout call'd up and forward—the general mounted and his aids around him—the new-brought word—the instantaneous order issued;
  5783. p. 413, line 12The rifle crack—the cannon thud—the rushing forth of men from their tents;
  5784. p. 413, line 13The clank of cavalry—the strange celerity of forming ranks—the slender bugle note;
  5785. p. 413, line 14The sound of horses' hoofs departing—saddles, arms, accoutrements.
  5786. p. 413, line 33[…] In the grand constellation of five or six names, under Lincoln's Presidency […]
  5787. p. 413, line 34[…] bear for ages in her firmament as marking the last life-throbs of secession, and beaming on its dying gasps […]
  5788. p. 413, line 36[…] will be bright. One consideration rising out of the now dead soldier's example as it passes my mind, is […]
  5789. p. 413, line 37[…] my mind, is worth taking notice of. If the war had continued any long time these States, in my […]
  5790. p. 413, line 38[…] in my opinion, would have shown and proved the most conclusive military talents ever evinced by any nation on […]
  5791. p. 413, line 41[…] number are easily admitted. But we have, too, the eligibility of organizing, handling and officering equal to the other […]
  5792. p. 413, line 42[…] eligibility of organizing, handling and officering equal to the other. These two, with modern arms, transportation, and inventive American […]
  5793. p. 413, line 44[…] arms, transportation, and inventive American genius, would make the United States, with earnestness, not only able to stand the whole world, but conquer that world united against us […]
  5794. p. 414, line 6(Thou hast, O Nature! elements! utterance to my heart beyond the rest—and this is of them,)
  5795. p. 414, line 10I feel the sky, the prairies vast—I feel the mighty northern lakes,
  5796. p. 414, line 11I feel the ocean and the forest—somehow I feel the globe itself swift-swimming in space;
  5797. p. 414, line 20Accept for me, thou saidst, the elder ballads,
  5798. p. 414, line 26The Hindu epics, the Grecian, Chinese, Persian,
  5799. p. 414, line 27The Biblic books and prophets, and deep idyls of the Nazarene,
  5800. p. 415, line 1The Iliad, Odyssey, plots, doings, wanderings of Eneas,
  5801. p. 415, line 3The Cid, Roland at Roncesvalles, the Nibelungen,
  5802. p. 415, line 4The troubadours, minstrels, minnesingers, skalds,
  5803. p. 415, line 6The Border Minstrelsy, the bye-gone ballads, feudal tales, essays, plays,
  5804. p. 415, line 9The great shadowy groups gathering around,
  5805. p. 415, line 16A loving hand—a smile from the north—a sunny instant hail!
  5806. p. 415, line 17(Let the future care for itself, where it reveals its troubles, impedimentas,
  5807. p. 415, line 18Ours, ours the present throe, the democratic aim, the acceptance and the faith;)
  5808. p. 415, line 19To thee to-day our reaching arm, our turning neck—to thee from us the expectant eye,
  5809. p. 415, line 21The true lesson of a nation's light in the sky,
  5810. p. 415, line 22(More shining than the Cross, more than the Crown,)
  5811. p. 415, line 23The height to be superb humanity.
  5812. p. 415, line 24SOUNDS of the winter too,
  5813. p. 415, line 25Sunshine upon the mountains—many a distant strain
  5814. p. 415, line 27The whispering air—even the mute crops, garner'd apples, corn,
  5815. p. 415, line 29An old man's garrulous lips among the rest, Think not we give out yet,
  5816. p. 415, line 30Forth from these snowy hairs we keep up yet the lilt.
  5817. p. 416, line 1AS I sit in twilight late alone by the flickering oak-flame,
  5818. p. 416, line 2Musing on long-pass'd war-scenes—of the countless buried unknown soldiers,
  5819. p. 416, line 3Of the vacant names, as unindented air's and sea's—the unreturn'd,
  5820. p. 416, line 4The brief truce after battle, with grim burial-squads, and the deep-fill'd trenches
  5821. p. 416, line 7From the measureless West, Virginia, the South, the Carolinas, Texas,
  5822. p. 416, line 8(Even here in my room-shadows and half-lights in the noiseless flickering flames,
  5823. p. 416, line 9Again I see the stalwart ranks on-filing, rising—I hear the rhythmic tramp of the armies;)
  5824. p. 416, line 10You million unwrit names all, all—you dark bequest from all the war,
  5825. p. 416, line 12Each name recall'd by me from out the darkness and death's ashes,
  5826. p. 416, line 16WHEN the full-grown poet came,
  5827. p. 416, line 17Out spake pleased Nature (the round impassive globe, with all its shows of day and night,) saying, He is mine;
  5828. p. 416, line 18But out spake too the Soul of man, proud, jealous and unreconciled, Nay, he is mine alone;
  5829. p. 416, line 19—Then the full-grown poet stood between the two, and took each by the hand;
  5830. p. 416, line 21Which he will never release until he reconciles the two,
  5831. p. 417, line 2He slowly rais'd himself from the bed on the floor,
  5832. p. 417, line 3Drew on his war-dress, shirt, leggings, and girdled the belt around his waist,
  5833. p. 417, line 6Put the scalp-knife carefully in his belt—then lying down, resting a moment,
  5834. p. 417, line 8Sank faintly low to the floor (tightly grasping the tomahawk handle,)
  5835. p. 417, line 9Fix'd his look on wife and little children—the last:
  5836. p. 417, line 13The vaunted work of thrift, goods, dwellings, forge, street, iron bridge,
  5837. p. 417, line 14Dash'd pell-mell by the blow—yet usher'd life continuing on,
  5838. p. 417, line 15(Amid the rest, amid the rushing, whirling, wild debris,
  5839. p. 417, line 21We mourn the old, the young untimely drawn to thee,
  5840. p. 417, line 22The fair, the strong, the good, the capable,
  5841. p. 418, line 1The household wreck'd, the husband and the wife, the engulf'd forger in his forge,
  5842. p. 418, line 2The corpses in the whelming waters and the mud,
  5843. p. 418, line 3The gather'd thousands to their funeral mounds, and thousands never found or gather'd.
  5844. p. 418, line 4Then after burying, mourning the dead,
  5845. p. 418, line 5(Faithful to them found or unfound, forgetting not, bearing the past, here new musing,)
  5846. p. 418, line 11The blossoms rapidly blooming, sympathy, help, love,
  5847. p. 418, line 17Thou that in all the life and death of us, in action or in sleep!
  5848. p. 418, line 20Thou! thou! the vital, universal, giant force resistless, sleepless, calm,
  5849. p. 418, line 27FOR his o'erarching and last lesson the greybeard sufi,
  5850. p. 418, line 28In the fresh scent of the morning in the open air,
  5851. p. 418, line 29On the slope of a teeming Persian rose-garden,
  5852. p. 418, line 31Spoke to the young priests and students.
  5853. p. 419, line 1"Finally my children, to envelop each word, each part of the rest,
  5854. p. 419, line 4"Has the estray wander'd far? Is the reason-why strangely hidden?
  5855. p. 419, line 5Would you sound below the restless ocean of the entire world?
  5856. p. 419, line 6Would you know the dissatisfaction? the urge and spur of every life;
  5857. p. 419, line 7The something never still'd—never entirely gone? the invisible need of every seed?
  5858. p. 419, line 8"It is the central urge in every atom,
  5859. p. 419, line 11Latent the same in subject and in object, without one exception."
  5860. p. 419, line 12THE commonplace I sing;
  5861. p. 419, line 15The open air I sing, freedom, toleration,
  5862. p. 419, line 16(Take here the mainest lesson—less from books—less from the schools,)
  5863. p. 419, line 17The common day and night—the common earth and waters,
  5864. p. 419, line 19The democratic wisdom underneath, like solid ground for all.
  5865. p. 419, line 20The devilish and the dark, the dying and diseas'd,
  5866. p. 419, line 21The countless (nineteen-twentieths) low and evil, crude and savage,
  5867. p. 419, line 22The crazed, prisoners in jail, the horrible, rank, malignant,
  5868. p. 419, line 23Venom and filth, serpents, the ravenous sharks, liars, the dissolute;
  5869. p. 419, line 24(What is the part the wicked and the loathesome bear within earth's orbic scheme?)
  5870. p. 419, line 26The barren soil, the evil men, the slag and hideous rot.
  5871. p. 420, line 4Camps far or near, the crowded streets of cities and the shopfronts,
  5872. p. 420, line 6And my mate there could tell you the like—we have often confab'd about it,)
  5873. p. 420, line 10Glum funerals, the crape-veil'd mother and the daughters,
  5874. p. 420, line 11Trials in courts, jury and judge, the accused in the box,
  5875. p. 420, line 15Show'd to me just aloft to the right in the sky-edge,
  5876. p. 420, line 16Or plainly there to the left on the hill-tops.
  5877. p. 420, line 18But add, fuse, complete, extend—and celebrate the immortal and the good.
  5878. p. 420, line 21Evolution—the cumulative—growths and generations.
  5879. p. 421, line 2After the cycles, poems, singers, plays,
  5880. p. 421, line 3Vaunted Ionia's, India's—Homer, Shakspere—the long, long times' thick dotted roads, areas,
  5881. p. 421, line 4The shining clusters and the Milky Ways of stars—Nature's pulses reap'd,
  5882. p. 421, line 8After the countless songs, or long or short, all tongues, all lands,
  5883. p. 421, line 10(Who knows? the best yet unexpress'd and lacking.)
  5884. p. 421, line 11GRAND is the seen, the light, to me—grand are the sky and stars,
  5885. p. 421, line 12Grand is the earth, and grand are lasting time and space,
  5886. p. 421, line 14But grander far the unseen soul of me, comprehending, endowing all those,
  5887. p. 421, line 15Lighting the light, the sky and stars, delving the earth, sailing the sea,
  5888. p. 421, line 20Under the snow and ice, under the darkness, in every square or cubic inch,
  5889. p. 421, line 24(On earth and in the sea—the universe—the stars there in the heavens,)
  5890. p. 422, line 7The slower fainter ticking of the clock is in me,
  5891. p. 422, line 8Exit, nightfall, and soon the heart-thud stopping.
  5892. p. 422, line 16May-be it is yourself now really ushering me to the true songs, (who knows?)
  5893. p. 422, line 17May-be it is you the mortal knob really undoing, turning—so now finally,
  5894. p. 425, line 4PERHAPS the best of songs heard, or of any and all true […]
  5895. p. 425, line 6[…] soldiers' trying scenes on land or sea, is the résumé of them, or any of them, long afterwards, looking […]
  5896. p. 425, line 7[…] or any of them, long afterwards, looking at the actualities away back past, with all their practical excitations gone […]
  5897. p. 425, line 8[…] past, with all their practical excitations gone. How the soul loves to float amid such reminiscences […]
  5898. p. 425, line 10So here I sit gossiping in the early candle-light of old age—I and my book—casting […]
  5899. p. 425, line 12[…] our travel'd road. After completing, as it were, the journey—(a varied jaunt of years, with many halts and […]
  5900. p. 425, line 14[…] or some lengthen'd ship-voyage, wherein more than once the last hour had apparently arrived, and we seem'd certainly going […]
  5901. p. 425, line 17[…] poems, I am curious to review them in the light of their own (at the time unconscious, or mostly […]
  5902. p. 425, line 18[…] them in the light of their own (at the time unconscious, or mostly unconscious) intentions, with certain unfoldings of […]
  5903. p. 425, line 19[…] or mostly unconscious) intentions, with certain unfoldings of the thirty years they seek to embody. These lines, therefore, will […]
  5904. p. 425, line 20[…] to embody. These lines, therefore, will probably blend the weft of first purposes and speculations, with the warp of […]
  5905. p. 425, line 21[…] the weft of first purposes and speculations, with the warp of that experience afterwards, always bringing strange developments […]
  5906. p. 425, line 26[…] look upon "Leaves of Grass," now finish'd to the end of its opportunities and powers, as my definitive carte […]
  5907. p. 425, line 27[…] and powers, as my definitive carte visite to the coming generations of the New World,* if I may assume to say so. That […]
  5908. p. 425, line 28[…] to say so. That I have not gain'd the acceptance of my own time, but have fallen back on […]
  5909. p. 425, line 29[…] but have fallen back on fond dreams of the future—anticipations—(" still lives the song, though Regnar dies")—That […]
  5910. p. 425, line 30[…] fond dreams of the future—anticipations—(" still lives the song, though Regnar dies")—That from a worldly and business […]
  5911. p. 425, line 33[…] worse than a failure—that public criticism on the book and myself as author of it yet shows mark'd […]
  5912. p. 426, line 2[…] that solely for publishing it I have been the object of two or three pretty serious special official buffetings […]
  5913. p. 426, line 6[…] neither for soft eulogies, big money returns, nor the approbation of existing schools and conventions. As fulfill'd, or partially […]
  5914. p. 426, line 7[…] schools and conventions. As fulfill'd, or partially fulfill'd, the best comfort of the whole business (after a small band […]
  5915. p. 426, line 8[…] fulfill'd, or partially fulfill'd, the best comfort of the whole business (after a small band of the dearest friends and upholders ever vouchsafed to man or cause […]
  5916. p. 426, line 9[…] ever vouchsafed to man or cause—doubtless all the more faithful and uncompromising—this little phalanx!—for being so […]
  5917. p. 426, line 11[…] that, unstopp'd and unwarp'd by any influence outside the soul within me, I have had my say entirely my […]
  5918. p. 426, line 13[…] own way, and put it unerringly on record—the value thereof to be decided by time […]
  5919. p. 426, line 16[…] of Grass" and its theory experimental—as, in the deepest sense, I consider our American republic itself to be […]
  5920. p. 426, line 19[…] certain of any thing, or any results.) In the second place, the volume is a sortie—whether to prove triumphant, and conquer […]
  5921. p. 426, line 22[…] years from now can fully answer. I consider the point that I have positively gain'd a hearing, to far […]
  5922. p. 426, line 24[…] other lacks and withholdings. Essentially, that was from the first, and has remain'd throughout, the main object. Now it […]
  5923. p. 426, line 25[…] was from the first, and has remain'd throughout, the main object. Now it seems to be achiev'd, I am […]
  5924. p. 426, line 29[…] feel that they were creditable—and I accept the result, whatever it may be […]
  5925. p. 426, line 31[…] effort, as a young fellow, to enter with the rest into competition for the usual rewards, business, political, literary, &c.—to take part in […]
  5926. p. 426, line 32[…] business, political, literary, &c.—to take part in the great mèlée, both for victory's prize itself and to do […]
  5927. p. 426, line 35[…] and pursuits, I found myself remaining possess'd, at the age of thirty-one to thirty-three, with a special desire and […]
  5928. p. 426, line 37[…] flitting through my previous life, or hovering on the flanks, mostly indefinite hitherto, had steadily advanced to the front […]
  5929. p. 426, line 38[…] flanks, mostly indefinite hitherto, had steadily advanced to the front, defined itself, and finally dominated everything else. This was […]
  5930. p. 426, line 42[…] physical, emotional, moral, intellectual, and æsthetic Personality, in the midst of, and tallying, the momentous spirit and facts of […]
  5931. p. 426, line 43[…] æsthetic Personality, in the midst of, and tallying, the momentous spirit and facts of its immediate days, and of […]
  5932. p. 427, line 4[…] suggests, all I have sought to do. Given the Nineteenth Century, with the United States, and what they furnish as area and points […]
  5933. p. 427, line 7[…] simply a faithful and doubtless self-will'd record. In the midst of all, it gives one man's—the author's—identity, ardors, observations, faiths, and thoughts, color'd hardly at […]
  5934. p. 427, line 15[…] put them in its statements in contradistinction to the songs and myths of the past. As I see it […]
  5935. p. 427, line 16[…] in contradistinction to the songs and myths of the past. As I see it now (perhaps too late,) I […]
  5936. p. 427, line 21[…] Leaves of Grass," as a poem, I abandon'd the conventional themes, which do not appear in it: none of […]
  5937. p. 427, line 22[…] which do not appear in it: none of the stock ornamentation, or choice plots of love or war, or […]
  5938. p. 427, line 25[…] myth, or romance, nor euphemism, nor rhyme. But the broadest average of humanity and its identities in the now […]
  5939. p. 427, line 26[…] broadest average of humanity and its identities in the now ripening Nineteenth Century, and especially in each of their […]
  5940. p. 427, line 28[…] of their countless examples and practical occupations in the United States to-day […]
  5941. p. 427, line 29One main contrast of the ideas behind every page of my verses, compared with establish'd […]
  5942. p. 427, line 31[…] is their different relative attitude towards God, towards the objective universe, and still more (by reflection, confession, assumption, &c […]
  5943. p. 427, line 32[…] and still more (by reflection, confession, assumption, &c.) the quite changed attitude of the ego, the one chanting or […]
  5944. p. 427, line 33[…] confession, assumption, &c.) the quite changed attitude of the ego, the one chanting or talking, towards himself and towards his fellow-humanity […]
  5945. p. 427, line 35[…] America, above all, to begin this readjustment in the scope and basic point of view of verse; for everything […]
  5946. p. 427, line 37[…] in an article on Wordsworth, in one of the current English magazines, the lines, "A few weeks ago an […]
  5947. p. 427, line 38[…] Wordsworth, in one of the current English magazines, the lines, "A few weeks ago an eminent French critic said […]
  5948. p. 427, line 39[…] an eminent French critic said that, owing to the special tendency to science and to its all-devouring force, poetry […]
  5949. p. 427, line 41[…] be read in fifty years." But I anticipate the very contrary. Only a firmer, vastly broader, new area begins […]
  5950. p. 427, line 42[…] to exist—nay, is already form'd—to which the poetic genius must emigrate. Whatever may have been the case […]
  5951. p. 427, line 43[…] poetic genius must emigrate. Whatever may have been the case in years gone by, the true use for the imaginative faculty of modern times is to give ultimate vivification […]
  5952. p. 428, line 1[…] science, and to common lives, endowing them with the glows and glories and final illustriousness which belong to every […]
  5953. p. 428, line 4[…] real things only. Without that ultimate vivification—which the poet or other artist alone can give—reality would seem […]
  5954. p. 428, line 7Few appreciate the moral revolutions, our age, which have been profounder far than […]
  5955. p. 428, line 8[…] our age, which have been profounder far than the material or inventive or war-produced ones. The Nineteenth Century, now […]
  5956. p. 428, line 9[…] than the material or inventive or war-produced ones. The Nineteenth Century, now well towards its close (and ripening into […]
  5957. p. 428, line 10[…] well towards its close (and ripening into fruit the seeds of the two preceding centuries*)—the uprisings of national masses and shiftings […]
  5958. p. 428, line 11[…] fruit the seeds of the two preceding centuries*)—the uprisings of national masses and shiftings of boundary-lines—the historical […]
  5959. p. 428, line 12[…] uprisings of national masses and shiftings of boundary-lines—the historical and other prominent facts of the United States—the war of attempted Secession—the stormy rush […]
  5960. p. 428, line 13[…] and other prominent facts of the United States—the war of attempted Secession—the stormy rush and haste of nebulous forces—never can future […]
  5961. p. 428, line 16[…] action—never completer change of army front along the whole line, the whole civilized world. For all these new and evolutionary facts […]
  5962. p. 428, line 23[…] waft a few live breaths of it to the future […]
  5963. p. 428, line 25[…] my own purposes, or any purposes, to attempt the definition of Poetry, nor answer the question what it is. Like Religion, Love, Nature, while those […]
  5964. p. 428, line 29[…] definition that has ever been made sufficiently encloses the name Poetry; nor can any rule or convention ever so […]
  5965. p. 428, line 34[…] poems. They grow of circumstances, and are evolutionary. The actual living light is always curiously from elsewhere—follows unaccountable […]
  5966. p. 428, line 36[…] unaccountable sources, and is lunar and relative at the best. There are, I know, certain controling themes that seem […]
  5967. p. 428, line 38[…] certain controling themes that seem endlessly appropriated to the poets—as war, in the past—in the Bible, religious rapture and adoration—always love, beauty, some fine […]
  5968. p. 429, line 3[…] and towering far higher than those themes for the best elements of modern song […]
  5969. p. 429, line 5Just as all the old imaginative works rest, after their kind, on long trains […]
  5970. p. 429, line 7[…] presuppositions, often entirely unmention'd by themselves, yet supplying the most important bases of them, and without which they could […]
  5971. p. 429, line 10[…] from any other, and, as it stands, is the result of such presupposition. I should say, indeed, it were […]
  5972. p. 429, line 12[…] say, indeed, it were useless to attempt reading the book without first carefully tallying that preparatory background and quality […]
  5973. p. 429, line 13[…] carefully tallying that preparatory background and quality in the mind. Think of the United States to-day—the facts of these thirty-eight or forty […]
  5974. p. 429, line 14[…] the mind. Think of the United States to-day—the facts of these thirty-eight or forty empires solder'd in one […]
  5975. p. 429, line 18[…] we are inseparable parts! Think, in comparison, of the petty environage and limited area of the poets of past […]
  5976. p. 429, line 19[…] of the petty environage and limited area of the poets of past or present Europe, no matter how great […]
  5977. p. 429, line 20[…] no matter how great their genius. Think of the absence and ignorance, in all cases hitherto, of the multitudinousness […]
  5978. p. 429, line 21[…] absence and ignorance, in all cases hitherto, of the multitudinousness, vitality, and the unprecedented stimulants of to-day and here […]
  5979. p. 429, line 22[…] all cases hitherto, of the multitudinousness, vitality, and the unprecedented stimulants of to-day and here. It almost seems as […]
  5980. p. 429, line 24[…] dynamic features of magnitude and limitlessness suitable to the human soul, were never possible before. It is certain that […]
  5981. p. 429, line 26[…] a poetry of absolute faith and equality for the use of the democratic masses never was […]
  5982. p. 429, line 28[…] estimating first-class song, a sufficient Nationality, or, on the other hand, what may be call'd the negative and lack of it, (as in Goethe's case, it […]
  5983. p. 429, line 30[…] seems to me,) is often, if not always, the first element. One needs only a little penetration to see […]
  5984. p. 429, line 31[…] penetration to see, at more or less removes, the material facts of their country and radius, with the coloring […]
  5985. p. 429, line 32[…] material facts of their country and radius, with the coloring of the moods of humanity at the time, and its gloomy or hopeful prospects, behind all poets […]
  5986. p. 429, line 36[…] fashion'd or completed, from any other era than the latter half of the Nineteenth Century, nor any other land […]
  5987. p. 429, line 37[…] any other era than the latter half of the Nineteenth Century, nor any other land than democratic America, and […]
  5988. p. 429, line 38[…] any other land than democratic America, and from the absolute triumph of the National Union arms […]
  5989. p. 429, line 42[…] situations, and especially in verbal melody and all the conventional technique of poetry, not only the divine works that […]
  5990. p. 429, line 43[…] all the conventional technique of poetry, not only the divine works that to-day stand ahead in the world's reading […]
  5991. p. 429, line 44[…] the divine works that to-day stand ahead in the world's reading, but dozens more, transcend (some of them immeasurably […]
  5992. p. 430, line 1[…] could do. But it seem'd to me, as the objects in Nature, the themes of æstheticism, and all special exploitations of the mind […]
  5993. p. 430, line 2[…] themes of æstheticism, and all special exploitations of the mind and soul, involve not only their own inherent quality […]
  5994. p. 430, line 3[…] involve not only their own inherent quality, but the quality, just as inherent and important, of their point of […]
  5995. p. 430, line 4[…] inherent and important, of their point of view,* the time had come to reflect all themes and things, old […]
  5996. p. 430, line 5[…] all themes and things, old and new, in the lights thrown on them by the advent of America and […]
  5997. p. 430, line 6[…] new, in the lights thrown on them by the advent of America and democracy—to chant those themes through […]
  5998. p. 430, line 7[…] America and democracy—to chant those themes through the utterance of one, not only the grateful and reverent legatee of the past, but the born […]
  5999. p. 430, line 8[…] not only the grateful and reverent legatee of the past, but the born child of the New World—to illustrate all through […]
  6000. p. 430, line 9[…] of the past, but the born child of the New World—to illustrate all through the genesis and ensemble of to-day; and that such illustration and […]
  6001. p. 430, line 10[…] to-day; and that such illustration and ensemble are the chief demands of America's prospective imaginative literature. Not to carry […]
  6002. p. 430, line 12[…] prospective imaginative literature. Not to carry out, in the approved style, some choice plot of fortune or misfortune, or […]
  6003. p. 430, line 18[…] have, anything better than they already possess from the bequests of the past, it still remains to be said […]
  6004. p. 430, line 19[…] than they already possess from the bequests of the past, it still remains to be said that there is […]
  6005. p. 430, line 23[…] or gone-by life and art is for us the only means of their assimilation consistent with the Western world […]
  6006. p. 430, line 24[…] the only means of their assimilation consistent with the Western world […]
  6007. p. 430, line 25[…] and anyhow, to put it specifically, has not the time arrived when, (if it must be plainly said, for […]
  6008. p. 430, line 28[…] other) there must imperatively come a readjustment of the whole theory and nature of Poetry? The question is important, and I may turn the argument over […]
  6009. p. 430, line 29[…] The question is important, and I may turn the argument over and repeat it: Does not the best thought […]
  6010. p. 430, line 30[…] the argument over and repeat it: Does not the best thought of our day and Republic conceive of a […]
  6011. p. 430, line 32[…] song superior to anything past or present? To the effectual and moral consolidation of our lands (already, as materially […]
  6012. p. 430, line 33[…] consolidation of our lands (already, as materially establish'd, the greatest factors in known history, and far, far greater through […]
  6013. p. 430, line 36[…] in future)—to conform with and build on the concrete realities and theories of the universe furnish'd by science, and henceforth the only irrefragable basis […]
  6014. p. 430, line 37[…] of the universe furnish'd by science, and henceforth the only irrefragable basis for anything, verse included—to root both […]
  6015. p. 430, line 38[…] anything, verse included—to root both influences in the emotional and imaginative action of the modern time, and dominate […]
  6016. p. 430, line 39[…] influences in the emotional and imaginative action of the modern time, and dominate all that precedes or opposes them […]
  6017. p. 430, line 41[…] and step forward, or a new verteber of the best song indispensable […]
  6018. 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 […]
  6019. p. 431, line 2[…] fund of epics, plays, ballads—seeks not in the least to deaden or displace those voices from our ear […]
  6020. p. 431, line 4[…] as indispensable studies, influences, records, comparisons. But though the dawn-dazzle of the sun of literature is in those poems for us of […]
  6021. p. 431, line 6[…] those poems for us of to-day—though perhaps the best parts of current character in nations, social groups, or […]
  6022. p. 431, line 8[…] and though if I were ask'd to name the most precious bequest to current American civilization from all the […]
  6023. p. 431, line 10[…] precious bequest to current American civilization from all the hitherto ages, I am not sure but I would name […]
  6024. p. 431, line 13[…] remain; some acrid considerations demand a hearing. Of the great poems receiv'd from abroad and from the ages, and to-day enveloping and penetrating America, is there one […]
  6025. p. 431, line 19[…] anyhow, on this era of literary fulfilment, with the splendid day-rise of science and resuscitation of history, that our […]
  6026. p. 431, line 26[…] degrees grown out of him,) belongs essentially to the buried past. Only he holds the proud distinction for certain […]
  6027. p. 431, line 27[…] essentially to the buried past. Only he holds the proud distinction for certain important phases of that past, of […]
  6028. p. 431, line 28[…] certain important phases of that past, of being the loftiest of the singers life has yet given voice to […]
  6029. p. 431, line 29[…] of that past, of being the loftiest of the singers life has yet given voice to. All, however, relate […]
  6030. p. 431, line 31[…] of belief, that have been quite eliminated from the Eastern hemisphere, and never existed at all in the Western […]
  6031. p. 431, line 32[…] Eastern hemisphere, and never existed at all in the Western. As authoritative types of song they belong in America […]
  6032. p. 431, line 34[…] belong in America just about as much as the persons and institutes they depict. True, it may be said, the emotional, moral, and æsthetic natures of humanity have not radically […]
  6033. p. 431, line 36[…] humanity have not radically changed—that in these the old poems apply to our times and all times, irrespective […]
  6034. p. 431, line 38[…] they are of incalculable value as pictures of the past. I willingly make those admissions, and to their fullest […]
  6035. p. 431, line 39[…] admissions, and to their fullest extent; then advance the points herewith as of serious, even paramount importance […]
  6036. p. 432, line 4[…] illustrated in its pages are arrived at through the temper and inculcation of the old works as much as […]
  6037. p. 432, line 5[…] arrived at through the temper and inculcation of the old works as much as through anything else—perhaps more […]
  6038. p. 432, line 7[…] else. As America fully and fairly construed is the legitimate result and evolutionary outcome of the past, so I […]
  6039. p. 432, line 8[…] is the legitimate result and evolutionary outcome of the past, so I would dare to claim for my verse […]
  6040. p. 432, line 9[…] claim for my verse. Without stopping to qualify the averment, the Old World has had the poems of myths, fictions, feudalism, conquest, caste, dynastic wars, and […]
  6041. p. 432, line 12[…] characters and affairs, which have been great; but the New World needs the poems of realities and science and of the democratic average […]
  6042. p. 432, line 13[…] the poems of realities and science and of the democratic average and basic equality, which shall be greater. In […]
  6043. p. 432, line 14[…] and basic equality, which shall be greater. In the centre of all, and object of all, stands the Human […]
  6044. p. 432, line 15[…] centre of all, and object of all, stands the Human Being, towards whose heroic and spiritual evolution poems and […]
  6045. p. 432, line 18Continuing the subject, my friends have more than once suggested—or may […]
  6046. p. 432, line 19[…] have more than once suggested—or may be the garrulity of advancing age is possessing me—some further embryonic […]
  6047. p. 432, line 22[…] in his volume, already fully and fairly described the preparation of my poetic field, with the particular and general […]
  6048. p. 432, line 23[…] described the preparation of my poetic field, with the particular and general plowing, planting, seeding, and occupation of the […]
  6049. p. 432, line 24[…] and general plowing, planting, seeding, and occupation of the ground, till everything was fertilized, rooted, and ready to start […]
  6050. p. 432, line 31[…] inexhaustible mine and treasury of poetic forage (especially the endless forests and jungles of notes)—has been so to […]
  6051. p. 432, line 34[…] for a week at a stretch, down in the country, or to Long Island's seashores—there, in the presence […]
  6052. p. 432, line 35[…] country, or to Long Island's seashores—there, in the presence of outdoor influences, I went over thoroughly the Old […]
  6053. p. 433, line 1[…] presence of outdoor influences, I went over thoroughly the Old and New Testaments, and absorb'd (probably to better advantage […]
  6054. p. 433, line 4[…] makes such difference where you read,) Shakspere, Ossian, the best translated versions I could get of Homer, Eschylus, Sophocles […]
  6055. p. 433, line 5[…] versions I could get of Homer, Eschylus, Sophocles, the old German Nibelungen, the ancient Hindoo poems, and one or two other masterpieces, Dante's […]
  6056. p. 433, line 7[…] Dante's among them. As it happen'd, I read the latter mostly in an old wood. The Iliad (Buckley's prose […]
  6057. p. 433, line 8[…] read the latter mostly in an old wood. The Iliad (Buckley's prose version,) I read first thoroughly on the […]
  6058. p. 433, line 9[…] Buckley's prose version,) I read first thoroughly on the peninsula of Orient, northeast end of Long Island, in a […]
  6059. p. 433, line 10[…] a shelter'd hollow of rocks and sand, with the sea on each side. (I have wonder'd since why I […]
  6060. p. 433, line 13[…] Likely because I read them, as described, in the full presence of Nature, under the sun, with the far-spreading landscape and vistas, or the sea rolling in […]
  6061. p. 433, line 14[…] sun, with the far-spreading landscape and vistas, or the sea rolling in […]
  6062. p. 433, line 15Toward the last I had among much else look'd over Edgar Poe's […]
  6063. p. 433, line 20[…] ones, of certain pronounc'd phases of human morbidity. (The Poetic area is very spacious—has room for all—has […]
  6064. p. 433, line 22[…] But I was repaid in Poe's prose by the idea that (at any rate for our occasions, our day […]
  6065. p. 433, line 24[…] be no such thing as a long poem. The same thought had been haunting my mind before, but Poe's […]
  6066. p. 433, line 25[…] mind before, but Poe's argument, though short, work'd the sum out and proved it to me […]
  6067. p. 433, line 27Another point had an early settlement, clearing the ground greatly. I saw, from the time my enterprise and […]
  6068. p. 433, line 28[…] settlement, clearing the ground greatly. I saw, from the time my enterprise and questionings positively shaped themselves (how best […]
  6069. p. 433, line 30[…] own distinctive era and surroundings, America, Democracy?) that the trunk and centre whence the answer was to radiate, and […]
  6070. p. 433, line 31[…] America, Democracy?) that the trunk and centre whence the answer was to radiate, and to which all should return […]
  6071. p. 433, line 36[…] I have shown it or not) that to the true and full estimate of the Present both the Past […]
  6072. p. 433, line 37[…] that to the true and full estimate of the Present both the Past and the Future are main considerations […]
  6073. p. 433, line 44[…] I had made a start before, only from the occurrence of the Secession War, and what it show'd me as by flashes […]
  6074. p. 433, line 45[…] show'd me as by flashes of lightning, with the emotional depths it sounded and arous'd (of course, I don't […]
  6075. p. 434, line 2[…] plainly in others, in millions)—that only from the strong flare and provocation of that war's sights and scenes […]
  6076. p. 434, line 3[…] and provocation of that war's sights and scenes the final reasons-for-being of an autochthonic and passionate song definitely came […]
  6077. p. 434, line 6I went down to the war fields in Virginia (end of 1862), lived thenceforward in camp […]
  6078. p. 434, line 7[…] lived thenceforward in camp—saw great battles and the days and nights afterward—partook of all the fluctuations, gloom […]
  6079. p. 434, line 8[…] the days and nights afterward—partook of all the fluctuations, gloom, despair, hopes again arous'd, courage evoked—death readily […]
  6080. p. 434, line 9[…] hopes again arous'd, courage evoked—death readily risk'd—the cause, too—along and filling those agonistic and lurid following […]
  6081. p. 434, line 11[…] and filling those agonistic and lurid following years, 1863-'64-'65—the real parturition years (more than 1776-'83) of this henceforth homogeneous Union […]
  6082. p. 434, line 13[…] Union. Without those three or four years and the experiences they gave, "Leaves of Grass" would not now be […]
  6083. p. 434, line 15But I set out with the intention also of indicating or hinting some point-characteristics which I […]
  6084. p. 434, line 18[…] were bases and object-urgings toward those "Leaves" from the first. The word I myself put primarily for the description of them […]
  6085. p. 434, line 19[…] first. The word I myself put primarily for the description of them as they stand at last, is the word Suggestiveness. I round and finish little, if anything; and […]
  6086. p. 434, line 21[…] anything; and could not, consistently with my scheme. The reader will always have his or her part to do […]
  6087. p. 434, line 24[…] thought, and more to bring you, reader, into the atmosphere of the theme or thought—there to pursue your own flight. Another […]
  6088. p. 434, line 29The chief trait of any given poet is always the spirit he brings to the observation of Humanity and Nature […]
  6089. p. 434, line 30[…] poet is always the spirit he brings to the observation of Humanity and Nature—the mood out of which he contemplates his subjects. What kind […]
  6090. p. 434, line 33[…] things? Up to how recent a date is the song carried? What the equipment, and special raciness of the singer—what his tinge […]
  6091. p. 434, line 34[…] carried? What the equipment, and special raciness of the singer—what his tinge of coloring? The last value of artistic expressers, past and present—Greek æsthetes […]
  6092. p. 434, line 37[…] is certainly involv'd in such questions. I say the profoundest service that poems or any other writings can do […]
  6093. p. 434, line 39[…] for their reader is not merely to satisfy the intellect, or supply something polish'd and interesting, nor even to […]
  6094. p. 434, line 43[…] good heart as a radical possession and habit. The educated world seems to have been growing more and more […]
  6095. p. 434, line 44[…] more ennuyed for ages, leaving to our time the inheritance of it all. Fortunately there is the original inexhaustible […]
  6096. p. 435, line 1[…] the inheritance of it all. Fortunately there is the original inexhaustible fund of buoyancy, normally resident in the race […]
  6097. p. 435, line 2[…] original inexhaustible fund of buoyancy, normally resident in the race, forever eligible to be appeal'd to and relied on […]
  6098. p. 435, line 5[…] certain to come, and on a large scale, the distinctive and ideal type of Western character (as consistent with […]
  6099. p. 435, line 6[…] ideal type of Western character (as consistent with the operative political and even money-making features of United States' humanity […]
  6100. p. 435, line 7[…] even money-making features of United States' humanity in the Nineteenth Century as chosen knights, gentlemen and warriors were the […]
  6101. p. 435, line 9[…] Century as chosen knights, gentlemen and warriors were the ideals of the centuries of European feudalism) it has not yet appear'd. I […]
  6102. p. 435, line 10[…] it has not yet appear'd. I have allow'd the stress of my poems from beginning to end to bear […]
  6103. p. 435, line 13[…] all her generalizing laws, but as counterpoise to the leveling tendencies of Democracy—and for other reasons. Defiant of […]
  6104. p. 435, line 15[…] ostensible literary and other conventions, I avowedly chant "the great pride of man in himself," and permit it to […]
  6105. p. 435, line 23[…] and reduce everything 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 […]
  6106. p. 435, line 24[…] great aggregate Nation, it is, perhaps, altogether through the forming of myriads of fully develop'd and enclosing individuals. Welcome […]
  6107. p. 435, line 29[…] abysms, coloring all, and, by exceptional fruitions, giving the last majesty to him—something continually touch'd upon and attain'd […]
  6108. p. 435, line 30[…] him—something continually touch'd upon and attain'd by the old poems and ballads of feudalism, and often the principal […]
  6109. p. 435, line 31[…] old poems and ballads of feudalism, and often the principal foundation of them—modern science and democracy appear to […]
  6110. p. 435, line 34[…] perhaps eliminating. But that forms an appearance only; the reality is quite different. The new influences, upon the whole, are surely preparing the way […]
  6111. p. 435, line 35[…] reality is quite different. The new influences, upon the whole, are surely preparing the way for grander individualities than ever. To-day and here personal […]
  6112. p. 435, line 37[…] and here personal force is behind everything, just the same. The times and depictions from the Iliad to Shakspere inclusive can happily never again be realized […]
  6113. p. 435, line 39[…] inclusive can happily never again be realized—but the elements of courageous and lofty manhood are unchanged […]
  6114. p. 435, line 41Without yielding an inch the working-man and working-woman were to be in my pages from […]
  6115. p. 435, line 42[…] be in my pages from first to last. The ranges of heroism and loftiness with which Greek and feudal […]
  6116. p. 436, line 1[…] fuller ranges than those—I was to endow the democratic averages of America. I was to show that we […]
  6117. p. 436, line 2[…] that we, here and to-day, are eligible to the grandest and the best—more eligible now than any times of old were […]
  6118. p. 436, line 4[…] to myself before beginning) to be in spirit the poems of the morning. (They have been founded and mainly written in the […]
  6119. p. 436, line 5[…] They have been founded and mainly written in the sunny forenoon and early midday of my life.) I will […]
  6120. p. 436, line 6[…] my life.) I will want them to be the poems of women entirely as much as men. I have […]
  6121. p. 436, line 7[…] much as men. I have wish'd to put the complete Union of the States in my songs without any preference or partiality whatever […]
  6122. p. 436, line 10[…] much South as North—just as much along the Pacific as Atlantic—in the valley of the Mississippi, in […]
  6123. p. 436, line 11[…] as much along the Pacific as Atlantic—in the valley of the Mississippi, in Canada, up in Maine, down in Texas, and […]
  6124. p. 436, line 12[…] up in Maine, down in Texas, and on the shores of Puget Sound […]
  6125. p. 436, line 14[…] point of view "Leaves of Grass" is avowedly the song of Sex and Amativeness, and even Animality—though meanings […]
  6126. p. 436, line 17[…] in a few lines, I shall only say the espousing principle of those lines so gives breath of life […]
  6127. p. 436, line 19[…] breath of life to my whole scheme that the bulk of the pieces might as well have been left unwritten were those […]
  6128. p. 436, line 22[…] shifted attitude from superior men and women towards the thought and fact of sexuality, as an element in character […]
  6129. p. 436, line 23[…] of sexuality, as an element in character, personality, the emotions, and a theme in literature. I am not going […]
  6130. p. 436, line 24[…] in literature. I am not going to argue the question by itself; it does not stand by itself. The […]
  6131. p. 436, line 25[…] by itself; it does not stand by itself. The vitality of it is altogether in its relations, bearings, significance […]
  6132. p. 436, line 26[…] is altogether in its relations, bearings, significance—like the clef of a symphony. At last analogy the lines I […]
  6133. p. 436, line 27[…] the clef of a symphony. At last analogy the lines I allude to, and the spirit in which they are spoken, permeate all " Leaves of […]
  6134. p. 436, line 28[…] are spoken, permeate all " Leaves of Grass," and the work must stand or fall with them, as the human […]
  6135. p. 436, line 29[…] work must stand or fall with them, as the human body and soul must remain as an entirety […]
  6136. p. 436, line 34[…] their normal recognizance. Literature is always calling in the doctor for consultation and confession, and always giving evasions and […]
  6137. p. 436, line 39[…] take occasion now to confirm those lines with the settled convictions and deliberate renewals of thirty years, and to […]
  6138. p. 437, line 2[…] Ever since what might be call'd thought, or the budding of thought, fairly began in my youthful mind, I […]
  6139. p. 437, line 5[…] of that entire faith and acceptance ("to justify the ways of God to man" is Milton's well-known and ambitious […]
  6140. p. 437, line 6[…] is Milton's well-known and ambitious phrase) which is the foundation of moral America. I felt it all as positively […]
  6141. p. 437, line 10[…] be or connive at an implicit belief in the wisdom, health, mystery, beauty of every process, every concrete object […]
  6142. p. 437, line 12[…] human or other existence, not only consider'd from the point of view of all, but of each […]
  6143. p. 437, line 15[…] spiritual results, just as real and definite as the visible, eventuate all concrete life and all materialism, through Time […]
  6144. p. 437, line 18[…] grown out of those elements, and has been the comfort of my life since it was originally commenced […]
  6145. p. 437, line 20One main genesis-motive of the " Leaves" was my conviction (just as strong to-day as ever […]
  6146. p. 437, line 21[…] conviction (just as strong to-day as ever) that the crowning growth of the United States is to be spiritual and heroic. To help […]
  6147. p. 437, line 23[…] or even to call attention to it, or the need of it—is the beginning, middle and final purpose […]
  6148. p. 437, line 24[…] to it, or the need of it—is the beginning, middle and final purpose of the poems. (In fact, when really cipher'd out and summ'd to […]
  6149. p. 437, line 25[…] fact, when really cipher'd out and summ'd to the last, plowing up in earnest the interminable average fallows of […]
  6150. p. 437, line 26[…] summ'd to the last, plowing up in earnest the interminable average fallows of humanity—not "good government" merely, in […]
  6151. p. 437, line 27[…] fallows of humanity—not "good government" merely, in the common sense—is the justification and main purpose of these United States […]
  6152. p. 437, line 29[…] advantages in any rank or grace or fortune—the direct or indirect threads of all the poetry of the […]
  6153. p. 437, line 30[…] fortune—the direct or indirect threads of all the poetry of the past—are in my opinion distasteful to the republican genius […]
  6154. p. 437, line 31[…] the past—are in my opinion distasteful to the republican genius, and offer no foundation for its fitting verse […]
  6155. p. 437, line 32[…] its fitting verse. Establish'd poems, I know, have the very great advantage of chanting the already perform'd, so full […]
  6156. p. 437, line 33[…] know, have the very great advantage of chanting the already perform'd, so full of glories, reminiscences dear to the […]
  6157. p. 437, line 34[…] perform'd, so full of glories, reminiscences dear to the minds of men. But my volume is a candidate for […]
  6158. p. 437, line 35[…] men. But my volume is a candidate for the future. "All original art," says Taine, anyhow, "is self-regulated, and […]
  6159. p. 437, line 40As the present is perhaps mainly an attempt at personal statement or […]
  6160. p. 437, line 42[…] will allow myself as further help to extract the following anecdote from a book, "Annals of Old Painters," conn'd […]
  6161. p. 437, line 43[…] Old Painters," conn'd by me in youth. Rubens, the Flemish painter, in one of his wanderings through the galleries of old convents, came across a singular work. After […]
  6162. p. 438, line 1[…] thoughtfully for a good while, and listening to the criticisms of his suite of students, he said to the […]
  6163. p. 438, line 2[…] of his suite of students, he said to the latter, in answer to their questions (as to what school […]
  6164. p. 438, line 3[…] answer to their questions (as to what school the work implied or belong'd,) "I do not believe the artist, unknown and perhaps no longer living, who has given […]
  6165. p. 438, line 4[…] and perhaps no longer living, who has given the world this legacy, ever belong'd to any school, or ever […]
  6166. p. 438, line 9[…] I cannot too often reiterate) has mainly been the outcropping of my own emotional and other personal nature—an […]
  6167. p. 438, line 11[…] put a Person, a human being (myself, in the latter half of the Nineteenth Century, in America,) freely, fully and truly on record […]
  6168. p. 438, line 21[…] from all others, and rigidly their own, as the land and people and circumstances of our United States need […]
  6169. p. 438, line 23[…] need such singers and poems to-day, and for the future. Still further, as long as the States continue to absorb and be dominated by the poetry […]
  6170. p. 438, line 24[…] States continue to absorb and be dominated by the poetry of the Old World, and remain unsupplied with autochthonous song, to express […]
  6171. p. 438, line 29In the free evening of my day I give to you, reader, the foregoing garrulous talk, thoughts, reminiscences […]
  6172. p. 438, line 1As idly drifting down the ebb,
  6173. p. 438, line 2Such ripples, half-caught voices, echo from the shore.
  6174. p. 438, line 33Concluding with two items for the imaginative genius of the West, when it worthily rises—First, what Herder taught to […]
  6175. p. 438, line 34[…] it worthily rises—First, what Herder taught to the young Goethe, that really great poetry is always (like the […]
  6176. p. 438, line 35[…] Goethe, that really great poetry is always (like the Homeric or Biblical canticles) the result of a national spirit […]
  6177. p. 438, line 36[…] is always (like the Homeric or Biblical canticles) the result of a national spirit, and not the privilege of […]
  6178. p. 438, line 37[…] the result of a national spirit, and not the privilege of a polish'd and select few; Second, that the […]
  6179. p. 438, line 38[…] of a polish'd and select few; Second, that the strongest and sweetest songs yet remain to be sung […]