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- p. 17, line 20For that which was lacking on all your well-fill'd shelves, yet needed most, I bring,
- p. 23, line 20Has winded and twisted around me that which holds me to him,
- p. 31, line 20Exactly the value of one and exactly the value of two, and which is ahead?
- p. 37, line 6Which of the young men does she like the best?
- p. 43, line 10I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.
- p. 48, line 15By God! I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms.
- p. 50, line 23Happiness, (which whoever hears me let him or her set out in search of this day.)
- p. 59, line 6We are approaching some great battle-field in which we are soon to be engaged,
- p. 71, line 12That which fills its period and place is equal to any.
- p. 79, line 19From that of myself without which I were nothing,
- p. 95, line 21Which too long I was offering to feed my soul,
- p. 98, line 27For all is useless without that which you may guess at many times and not hit, that which I hinted at;
- p. 100, line 1Here, out of my pocket, some moss which I pull'd off a live-oak in Florida as it hung trailing down,
- p. 100, line 21Not in the curious systole and diastole within which will one day cease,
- p. 120, line 18All islands to which birds wing their way I wing my way myself.
- 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,
- p. 126, line 21Journeyers over consecutive seasons, over the years, the curious years each emerging from that which preceded it,
- p. 127, line 1Allons! to that which is endless as it was beginningless,
- p. 133, line 2What is more subtle than this which ties me to the woman or man that looks in my face?
- p. 133, line 3Which fuses me into you now, and pours my meaning into you?
- p. 134, line 5Expand, being than which none else is perhaps more spiritual,
- p. 134, line 6Keep your places, objects than which none else is more lasting.
- 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.
- p. 146, line 13Proved to me this day beyond cavil that it is not my material eyes which finally see,
- p. 146, line 14Nor my material body which finally loves, walks, laughs, shouts, embraces, procreates.
- p. 147, line 29How it is I know not—yet behold! the something which obeys none of the rest,
- p. 152, line 11A great city is that which has the greatest men and women,
- p. 163, line 22And by the spells which ye vouchsafe to those your ministers in earnest,
- p. 171, line 19And that it is not something which by luck may turn out well for us, and without luck must be a failure for us,
- p. 171, line 20And not something which may yet be retracted in a certain contingency.
- p. 179, line 13I swear I begin to see love with sweeter spasms than that which responds love,
- p. 179, line 14It is that which contains itself, which never invites and never refuses.
- p. 191, line 22With all which, had it not been, I would not now be here, as I am,
- p. 198, line 13He pour'd forth the meanings which I of all men know.
- p. 201, line 25Which I do not forget,
- p. 201, line 32That strong and delicious word which, creeping to my feet,
- p. 202, line 7Held by this electric self out of the pride of which I utter poems,
- p. 212, line 21Which the winds carry afar and re-sow, and the rains and the snows nourish.
- p. 214, line 6Such-like, and as good as such-like, visible here or anywhere, stand provided for in a handful of space, which I extend my arm and half enclose with my hand,
- p. 224, line 18Not the immense wind which strengthens, not the wind which lashes,
- p. 224, line 20But I am that which unseen comes and sings, sings, sings,
- p. 224, line 21Which babbles in brooks and scoots in showers on the land,
- p. 224, line 22Which the birds know in the woods mornings and evenings,
- p. 227, line 10Pour in! whelm that which asks, which sings, with all and the yield of all,
- p. 232, line 13But a battle which I took part in myself—aye, long ago as it is, I took part in it,
- p. 238, line 3One look I but gave which your dear eyes return'd with a look I shall never forget,
- p. 251, line 13Waiting secure and content, which the bullet could never kill,
- p. 253, line 20You of the rude campaigning, (which we shared,)
- p. 264, line 10I myself make the only growth by which I can be appreciated,
- p. 268, line 24But damn that which spends itself with no thought of the stain, pains, dismay, feebleness, it is bequeathing.)
- 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.
- p. 273, line 11Claim'd nothing to myself which I have not carefully claim'd for others on the same terms,
- p. 273, line 28The only government is that which makes minute of individuals,
- p. 274, line 25Not to build for that which builds for mankind,
- p. 276, line 21LET that which stood in front go behind,
- p. 276, line 22Let that which was behind advance to the front,
- p. 283, line 21Whether that which appears so is so, or is it all flashes and specks?
- p. 286, line 21That this is no cheat, this transparent green-wash of the sea which is so amorous after me,
- p. 291, line 5These inure, have inured, shall inure, to the identities from which they sprang, or shall spring.
- p. 291, line 13The soul has that measureless pride which revolts from every lesson but its own.
- p. 291, line 15That answers the pride which refuses every lesson but its own.
- p. 298, line 2Until that comes which has the quality to strike and to unclose,
- p. 298, line 3Until that comes which has the quality to bring forth what lies slumbering forever ready in all words.
- p. 311, line 18On which arising rest, and leaping forth depend,
- p. 315, line 17Which let us go forth in the bold day and write.
- p. 327, line 11I would sound up the shadowy shore to which you are journeying.
- p. 344, line 5O to disengage myself from those corpses of me, which I turn and look at where I cast them,
- p. 344, line 25I walk by myself—I stand and look at the stars, which I think now I never realized before.
- p. 350, line 1Thee in thy moral wealth and civilization, (until which thy proudest material civilization must remain in vain,)
- p. 356, line 4The finish beyond which philosophy cannot go and does not wish to go,
- p. 362, line 10THAT which eludes this verse and any verse,
- p. 362, line 14Which you and I and all pursuing ever ever miss,
- p. 362, line 17Which poets vainly seek to put in rhyme, historians in prose,
- p. 362, line 18Which sculptor never chisel'd yet, nor painter painted,
- p. 362, line 19Which vocalist never sung, nor orator nor actor ever utter'd,
- p. 367, line 12After thy many battles in which never yielding up a gun or a color,
- p. 377, line 17Which holding in trust for me faithfully back again give me many a year hence,
- p. 378, line 7Which the days of peace keep filling, and the days of war keep filling,
- 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.
- p. 399, line 2Which, strange to tell, gave me an answer, as here translated:
- p. 407, line 28[…] and exhaustion, certain chirps—lingering-dying ones probably (undoubtedly)—which now I may as well gather and put in fair […]
- p. 408, line 30[…] all?—those hecatombs of battle-deaths—Those times of which, O far-off reader, this whole book is indeed finally but […]
- p. 409, line 30[…] last words are not samples of the best, which involve vitality at its full, and balance, and perfect control […]
- p. 416, line 21Which he will never release until he reconciles the two,
- p. 418, line 26In which and upon which we float, and every one of us is buoy'd.
- p. 427, line 18[…] challenge and made an attempt at such statements—which I certainly would not assume to do now, knowing more […]
- p. 427, line 21[…] as a poem, I abandon'd the conventional themes, which do not appear in it: none of the stock ornamentation […]
- p. 427, line 42[…] begins to exist—nay, is already form'd—to which the poetic genius must emigrate. Whatever may have been the […]
- p. 428, line 2[…] with the glows and glories and final illustriousness which belong to every real thing, and to real things only […]
- p. 428, line 4[…] to real things only. Without that ultimate vivification—which the poet or other artist alone can give—reality would […]
- p. 428, line 7Few appreciate the moral revolutions, our age, which have been profounder far than the material or inventive or […]
- p. 429, line 8[…] the most important bases of them, and without which they could have had no reason for being, so "Leaves […]
- p. 429, line 17[…] incalculable, modern, American, seething multitudes around us, of which we are inseparable parts! Think, in comparison, of the petty […]
- p. 430, line 14[…] fine thoughts, or incidents, or courtesies—all of which has been done overwhelmingly and well, probably never to be […]
- p. 431, line 25[…] Shakspere, who so suffuses current letters and art (which indeed have in most degrees grown out of him,) belongs […]
- p. 432, line 11[…] dynastic wars, and splendid exceptional characters and affairs, which have been great; but the New World needs the poems […]
- p. 432, line 13[…] and of the democratic average and basic equality, which shall be greater. In the centre of all, and object […]
- p. 433, line 16[…] much else look'd over Edgar Poe's poems—of which I was not an admirer, tho' I always saw that […]
- p. 433, line 31[…] whence the answer was to radiate, and to which all should return from straying however far a distance, must […]
- p. 433, line 33[…] be an identical body and soul, a personality—which personality, after many considerations and ponderings I deliberately settled should […]
- p. 434, line 16[…] intention also of indicating or hinting some point-characteristics which I since see (though I did not then, at least […]
- p. 434, line 31[…] of Humanity and Nature—the mood out of which he contemplates his subjects. What kind of temper and what […]
- p. 435, line 43[…] last. The ranges of heroism and loftiness with which Greek and feudal poets endow'd their god-like or lordly born […]
- p. 436, line 28[…] lines I allude to, and the spirit in which they are spoken, permeate all " Leaves of Grass," and the […]
- p. 436, line 36[…] suppressions in place of that "heroic nudity" * on which only a genuine diagnosis of serious cases can be built […]
- p. 437, line 6[…] to man" is Milton's well-known and ambitious phrase) which is the foundation of moral America. I felt it all […]
- p. 438, line 6[…] or ever painted anything but this one picture, which is a personal affair—a piece out of a man's […]