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FROM THE PAGES OF LEAVES OF GRASS Title Page Copyright Page WALT WHITMAN THE WORLD OF WALT WHITMAN AND LEAVES OF GRASS Introduction Leaves of Grass - Brooklyn, New York : 1855.
INTRODUCTION TO FIRST EDITION [PREFACE] [Song of Myself] [A Song for Occupations] [To Think of Time] [The Sleepers] [I Sing the Body Electric] [Faces] [Song of the Answerer] [Europe, The 72d and 73d Years of These States] [A Boston Ballad] [There Was a Child Went Forth] [Who Learns My Lesson Complete] [Great Are the Myths]
Leaves of Grass
INTRODUCTION - TO “DEATH-BED” EDITION INSCRIPTIONS
ONE‘S-SELF I SING AS I PONDER’D IN SILENCE IN CABIN’D SHIPS AT SEA TO FOREIGN LANDS TO A HISTORIAN TO THEE OLD CAUSE EIDÓLONS FOR HIM I SING WHEN I READ THE BOOK BEGINNING MY STUDIES BEGINNERS TO THE STATES ON JOURNEYS THROUGH THE STATES TO A CERTAIN CANTATRICE ME IMPERTURBE SAVANTISM THE SHIP STARTING I HEAR AMERICA SINGING WHAT PLACE IS BESIEGED? STILL THOUGH THE ONE I SING SHUT NOT YOUR DOORS POETS TO COME TO YOU THOU READER STARTING FROM PAUMANOK SONG OF MYSELF
CHILDREN OF ADAM
TO THE GARDEN THE WORLD FROM PENT-UP ACHING RIVERS I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC A WOMAN WAITS FOR ME SPONTANEOUS ME ONE HOUR TO MADNESS AND JOY OUT OF THE ROLLING OCEAN THE CROWD AGES AND AGES RETURNING AT INTERVALS WE TWO, HOW LONG WE WERE FOOL’D O HYMEN! O HYMENEE! I AM HE THAT ACHES WITH LOVE NATIVE MOMENTS ONCE I PASS’D THROUGH A POPULOUS CITY I HEARD YOU SOLEMN-SWEET PIPES OF THE ORGAN FACING WEST FROM CALIFORNIA’S SHORES AS ADAM EARLY IN THE MORNING
CALAMUS
IN PATHS UNTRODDEN SCENTED HERBAGE OF MY BREAST WHOEVER YOU ARE HOLDING ME NOW IN HAND FOR YOU O DEMOCRACY THESE I SINGING IN SPRING NOT HEAVING FROM MY RIBB’D BREAST ONLY OF THE TERRIBLE DOUBT OF APPEARANCES THE BASE OF ALL METAPHYSICS RECORDERS AGES HENCE WHEN I HEARD AT THE CLOSE OF THE DAY ARE YOU THE NEW PERSON DRAWN TOWARD ME? ROOTS AND LEAVES THEMSELVES ALONE NOT HEAT FLAMES UP AND CONSUMES TRICKLE DROPS CITY OF ORGIES BEHOLD THIS SWARTHY FACE I SAW IN LOUISIANA A LIVE-OAK GROWING TO A STRANGER THIS MOMENT YEARNING AND THOUGHTFUL I HEAR IT WAS CHARGED AGAINST ME THE PRAIRIE-GRASS DIVIDING WHEN I PERUSE THE CONQUER’D FAME WE TWO BOYS TOGETHER CLINGING A PROMISE TO CALIFORNIA HERE THE FRAILEST LEAVES OF ME NO LABOR-SAVING MACHINE A GLIMPSE A LEAF FOR HAND IN HAND EARTH, MY LIKENESS I DREAM’D IN A DREAM WHAT THINK YOU I TAKE MY PEN IN HAND? TO THE EAST AND TO THE WEST SOMETIMES WITH ONE I LOVE TO A WESTERN BOY FAST-ANCHOR’D ETERNAL O LOVE! AMONG THE MULTITUDE O YOU WHOM I OFTEN AND SILENTLY COME THAT SHADOW MY LIKENESS FULL OF LIFE NOW SALUT AU MONDE! SONG OF THE OPEN ROAD CROSSING BROOKLYN FERRY SONG OF THE ANSWERER OUR OLD FEUILLAGE A SONG OF JOYS SONG OF THE BROAD-AXE SONG OF THE EXPOSITION SONG OF THE REDWOOD-TREE A SONG FOR OCCUPATIONS A SONG OF THE ROLLING EARTH YOUTH, DAY, OLD AGE AND NIGHT
BIRDS OF PASSAGE
SONG OF THE UNIVERSAL PIONEERS! O PIONEERS! TO YOU FRANCE, THE 18TH YEAR OF THESE STATES MYSELF AND MINE YEAR OF METEORS (1859-60) A BROADWAY PAGEANT
SEA-DRIFT
OUT OF THE CRADLE ENDLESSLY ROCKING AS I EBB’D WITH THE OCEAN OF LIFE TEARS TO THE MAN-OF-WAR-BIRD ABOARD AT A SHIP’S HELM ON THE BEACH AT NIGHT THE WORLD BELOW THE BRINE ON THE BEACH AT NIGHT ALONE SONG FOR ALL SEAS, ALL SHIPS PATROLING BARNEGAT AFTER THE SEA-SHIP
BY THE ROADSIDE
A BOSTON BALLAD (1854) EUROPE, THE 72D AND 73D YEARS OF THESE STATES A HAND-MIRROR GODS GERMS THOUGHTS WHEN I HEARD THE LEARN’D ASTRONOMER PERFECTIONS O ME! O LIFE! TO A PRESIDENT I SIT AND LOOK OUT TO RICH GIVERS THE DALLIANCE OF THE EAGLES ROAMING IN THOUGHT A FARM PICTURE A CHILD’S AMAZE THE RUNNER BEAUTIFUL WOMEN MOTHER AND BABE THOUGHT VISOR’D THOUGHT GLIDING O‘ER ALL HAST NEVER COME TO THEE AN HOUR THOUGHT TO OLD AGE LOCATIONS AND TIMES OFFERINGS TO THE STATES, TO IDENTIFY THE 16TH, 17TH, OR 18TH PRESIDENTIAD
DRUM-TAPS
FIRST O SONGS FOR A PRELUDE EIGHTEEN SIXTY-ONE BEAT! BEAT! DRUMS! FROM PAUMANOK STARTING I FLY LIKE A BIRD SONG OF THE BANNER AT DAYBREAK RISE O DAYS FROM YOUR FATHOMLESS DEEPS THE CENTENARIAN’S STORY CAVALRY CROSSING A FORD BIVOUAC ON A MOUNTAIN SIDE AN ARMY CORPS ON THE MARCH BY THE BIVOUAC’S FITFUL FLAME COME UP FROM THE FIELDS FATHER VIGIL STRANGE I KEPT ON THE FIELD ONE NIGHT A MARCH IN THE RANKS HARD-PREST, AND THE ROAD UNKNOWN A SIGHT IN CAMP IN THE DAYBREAK GRAY AND DIM AS TOILSOME I WANDER’D VIRGINIA’S WOODS NOT THE PILOT YEAR THAT TREMBLED AND REEL’D BENEATH ME THE WOUND-DRESSER LONG, TOO LONG AMERICA GIVE ME THE SPLENDID SILENT SUN OVER THE CARNAGE ROSE PROPHETIC A VOICE I SAW OLD GENERAL AT BAY THE ARTILLERYMAN’S VISION ETHIOPIA SALUTING THE COLORS NOT YOUTH PERTAINS TO ME RACE OF VETERANS WORLD TAKE GOOD NOTICE O TAN-FACED PRAIRIE-BOY LOOK DOWN FAIR MOON RECONCILIATION HOW SOLEMN AS ONE BY ONE AS I LAY WITH MY HEAD IN YOUR LAP CAMERADO DELICATE CLUSTER TO A CERTAIN CIVILIAN LO, VICTRESS ON THE PEAKS SPIRIT WHOSE WORK IS DONE ADIEU TO A SOLDIER TURN O LIBERTAD TO THE LEAVEN’D SOIL THEY TROD
MEMORIES OF PRESIDENT LINCOLN
WHEN LILACS LAST IN THE DOORYARD BLOOM‘D O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! HUSH’D BE THE CAMPS TO-DAY THIS DUST WAS ONCE THE MAN BY BLUE ONTARIO’S SHORE REVERSALS
AUTUMN RIVULETS
AS CONSEQUENT, ETC. THE RETURN OF THE HEROES THERE WAS A CHILD WENT FORTH OLD IRELAND THE CITY DEAD-HOUSE THIS COMPOST TO A FOIL’D EUROPEAN REVOLUTIONAIRE UNNAMED LANDS SONG OF PRUDENCE THE SINGER IN THE PRISON WARBLE FOR LILAC-TIME OUTLINES FOR A TOMB OUT FROM BEHIND THIS MASK VOCALISM TO HIM THAT WAS CRUCIFIED YOU FELONS ON TRIAL IN COURTS LAWS FOR CREATIONS TO A COMMON PROSTITUTE I WAS LOOKING A LONG WHILE THOUGHT MIRACLES SPARKLES FROM THE WHEEL TO A PUPIL UNFOLDED OUT OF THE FOLDS WHAT AM I AFTER ALL KOSMOS OTHERS MAY PRAISE WHAT THEY LIKE WHO LEARNS MY LESSON COMPLETE? TESTS THE TORCH O STAR OF FRANCE (1870-71) THE OX-TAMER AN OLD MAN’S THOUGHT OF SCHOOL WANDERING AT MORN ITALIAN MUSIC IN DAKOTA WITH ALL THY GIFTS MY PICTURE-GALLERY THE PRAIRIE STATES PROUD MUSIC OF THE STORM PASSAGE TO INDIA PRAYER OF COLUMBUS THE SLEEPERS TRANSPOSITIONS TO THINK OF TIM
WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH
DAREST THOU NOW O SOUL WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH CHANTING THE SQUARE DEIFIC OF HIM I LOVE DAY AND NIGHT YET, YET, YE DOWNCAST HOURS AS IF A PHANTOM CARESS’D ME ASSURANCES QUICKSAND YEARS THAT MUSIC ALWAYS ROUND ME WHAT SHIP PUZZLED AT SEA A NOISELESS PATIENT SPIDER O LIVING ALWAYS, ALWAYS DYING TO ONE SHORTLY TO DIE NIGHT ON THE PRAIRIES THOUGHT THE LAST INVOCATION AS I WATCH’D THE PLOUGHMAN PLOUGHING PENSIVE AND FALTERING THOU MOTHER WITH THY EQUAL BROOD A PAUMANOK PICTURE
FROM NOON TO STARRY NIGHT
THOU ORB ALOFT FULL-DAZZLING FACES THE MYSTIC TRUMPETER TO A LOCOMOTIVE IN WINTER O MAGNET-SOUTH MANNAHATTA ALL IS TRUTH A RIDDLE SONG EXCELSIOR AH POVERTIES, WINCINGS, AND SULKY RETREATS THOUGHTS MEDIUMS WEAVE IN, MY HARDY LIFE SPAIN, 1873-74 BY BROAD POTOMAC’S SHORE FROM FAR DAKOTA’S CAÑONS OLD WAR-DREAMS THICK-SPRINKLED BUNTING WHAT BEST I SEE IN THEE SPIRIT THAT FORM’D THIS SCENE AS I WALK THESE BROAD MAJESTIC DAYS A CLEAR MIDNIGHT
SONGS OF PARTING
AS THE TIME DRAWS NIGH YEARS OF THE MODERN ASHES OF SOLDIERS THOUGHTS SONG AT SUNSET AS AT THY PORTALS ALSO DEATH MY LEGACY PENSIVE ON HER DEAD GAZING CAMPS OF GREEN THE SOBBING OF THE BELLS AS THEY DRAW TO A CLOSE JOY, SHIPMATE, JOY! THE UNTOLD WANT PORTALS THESE CAROLS NOW FINALE TO THE SHORE SO LONG!
FIRST ANNEX - SANDS AT SEVENTY
MANNAHATTA PAUMANOK FROM MONTAUK POINT TO THOSE WHO’VE FAIL’D A CAROL CLOSING SIXTY-NINE THE BRAVEST SOLDIERS A FONT OF TYPE AS I SIT WRITING HERE MY CANARY BIRD QUERIES TO MY SEVENTIETH YEAR THE WALLABOUT MARTYRS THE FIRST DANDELION AMERICA MEMORIES TO-DAY AND THEE AFTER THE DAZZLE OF DAY ABRAHAM LINCOLN, BORN FEB. 12, 1809 OUT OF MAY’S SHOWS SELECTED HALCYON DAYS FANCIES AT NAVESINK ELECTION DAY, NOVEMBER, 1884 WITH HUSKY-HAUGHTY LIPS, O SEA! DEATH OF GENERAL GRANT RED JACKET (FROM ALOFT) WASHINGTON’S MONUMENT, FEBRUARY, 1885 OF THAT BLITHE THROAT OF THINE BROADWAY TO GET THE FINAL LILT OF SONGS OLD SALT KOSSABONE THE DEAD TENOR CONTINUITIES YONNONDIO LIFE “GOING SOMEWHERE” SMALL THE THEME OF MY CHANT TRUE CONQUERORS THE UNITED STATES TO OLD WORLD CRITICS THE CALMING THOUGHT OF ALL THANKS IN OLD AGE LIFE AND DEATH THE VOICE OF THE RAIN SOON SHALL THE WINTER’S FOIL BE HERE WHILE NOT THE PAST FORGETTING THE DYING VETERAN STRONGER LESSONS A PRAIRIE SUNSET TWENTY YEARS ORANGE BUDS BY MAIL FROM FLORIDA TWILIGHT YOU LINGERING SPARSE LEAVES OF ME NOT MEAGRE, LATENT BOUGHS ALONE THE DEAD EMPEROR AS THE GREEK’S SIGNAL FLAME THE DISMANTLED SHIP NOW PRECEDENT SONGS, FAREWELL AN EVENING LULL OLD AGE’S LAMBENT PEAKS AFTER THE SUPPER AND TALK
SECOND ANNEX - GOOD-BYE MY FANCY
PREFACE NOTE TO 2D ANNEX, CONCLUDING L. OF G.—1891 SAIL OUT FOR GOOD, EIDOLON YACHT! LINGERING LAST DROPS GOOD-BYE MY FANCY ON, ON THE SAME, YE JOCUND TWAIN! MY 71ST YEAR APPARITIONS THE PALLID WREATH AN ENDED DAY OLD AGE’S SHIP & CRAFTY DEATH’S TO THE PENDING YEAR SHAKSPERE-BACON’S CIPHER LONG, LONG HENCE BRAVO, PARIS EXPOSITION! INTERPOLATION SOUNDS TO THE SUN-SET BREEZE OLD CHANTS A CHRISTMAS GREETING SOUNDS OF THE WINTER A TWILIGHT SONG WHEN THE FULL-GROWN POET CAME OSCEOLA A VOICE FROM DEATH A PERSIAN LESSON THE COMMONPLACE “THE ROUNDED CATALOGUE DIVINE COMPLETE” MIRAGES L. OF G.’S PURPORT THE UNEXPRESS’D GRAND IS THE SEEN UNSEEN BUDS GOOD-BYE MY FANCY!
A BACKWARD GLANCE O‘ER TRAVEL’D ROADS
ADDITIONAL POEMS
INTRODUCTION TO ADDITIONAL POEMS
POEMS WRITTEN BEFORE 1855 POEMS EXCLUDED FROM THE “DEATH-BED” EDITION (1891-1892) OLD AGE ECHOES (1897)
POEMS WRITTEN BEFORE 1855
OUR FUTURE LOT FAME’S VANITY MY DEPARTURE YOUNG GRIMES THE INCA’S DAUGHTER THE LOVE THAT IS HEREAFTER WE ALL SHALL REST AT LAST THE SPANISH LADY THE END OF ALL THE COLUMBIAN’S SONG THE PUNISHMENT OF PRIDE AMBITION THE DEATH AND BURIAL OF McDONALD CLARKE TIME TO COME A SKETCH DEATH OF THE NATURE-LOVER THE PLAY-GROUND ODE THE MISSISSIPPI AT MIDNIGHT SONG FOR CERTAIN CONGRESSMEN BLOOD-MONEY THE HOUSE OF FRIENDS RESURGEMUS
POEMS EXCLUDED FROM THE “DEATH-BED” EDITION (1891-1892)
GREAT ARE THE MYTHS CHANTS DEMOCRATIC. 6 THINK OF THE SOUL RESPONDEZ! ENFANS D‘ADAM. 11 CALAMUS. 16 CALAMUS. 8 CALAMUS. 9 LEAVES OF GRASS. 20 THOUGHTS. 1 THOUGHT SAYS APOSTROPH O SUN OF REAL PEACE PRIMEVAL MY LOVE FOR THE WOMAN I LOVE TO YOU NOW LIFT ME CLOSE TO THE READER AT PARTING DEBRIS LEAFLETS DESPAIRING CRIES CALAMUS. 5 THOUGHTS. 2 THOUGHTS. 4 BATHED IN WAR’S PERFUME SOLID, IRONICAL, ROLLING ORB NOT MY ENEMIES EVER INVADE ME THIS DAY, O SOUL LESSONS ASHES OF SOLDIERS: EPIGRAPH THE BEAUTY OF THE SHIP AFTER AN INTERVAL TWO RIVULETS OR FROM THAT SEA OF TIME FROM MY LAST YEARS IN FORMER SONGS AS IN A SWOON [LAST DROPLETS] SHIP AHOY! FOR QUEEN VICTORIA’S BIRTHDAY L OF G AFTER THE ARGUMENT FOR US TWO, READER DEAR
OLD AGE ECHOES
TO SOAR IN FREEDOM AND IN FULLNESS OF POWER THEN SHALL PERCEIVE THE FEW DROPS KNOWN ONE THOUGHT EVER AT THE FORE WHILE BEHIND ALL FIRM AND ERECT A KISS TO THE BRIDE NAY, TELL ME NOT TO-DAY THE PUBLISH’D SHAME SUPPLEMENT HOURS OF MANY A SMUTCH’D DEED REMINISCENT TO BE AT ALL DEATH’S VALLEY ON THE SAME PICTURE A THOUGHT OF COLUMBUS
ENDNOTES PUBLICATION INFORMATION INSPIRED BY LEAVES OF GRASS COMMENTS & QUESTIONS FOR FURTHER READING INDEX OF TITLES AND FIRST LINES
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