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Leaves of grass (1872)

Whitman, Walt (1819-1892)

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Leaves of Grass.
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INSCRIPTIONS.
  
ONE'S-SELF I SING.
  
AS I PONDER'D IN SILENCE.
  
IN CABIN'D SHIPS AT SEA.
  
TO FOREIGN LANDS.
  
TO A HISTORIAN.
  
FOR HIM I SING.
  
WHEN I READ THE BOOK.
  
BEGINNING MY STUDIES.
  
TO THEE, OLD CAUSE!
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Starting from Paumanok.
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THE SHIP STARTING.
  
UNFOLDED OUT OF THE FOLDS.
  
TO YOU.
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WALT WHITMAN.
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Laws for Creations.
  
VISOR'D.
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CHILDREN OF ADAM.
  
To the Garden, the World.
  
From Pent-up Aching Rivers.
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I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC.
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A Woman Waits for Me.
  
Spontaneous Me.
  
One Hour to Madness and Joy.
  
We Two—How long We were Fool'd.
  
Out of the Rolling Ocean, the Crowd.
  
Native Moments.
  
Once I pass'd through a Populous City.
  
Facing West from California's Shores.
  
AGES AND AGES, RETURNING AT INTERVALS.
  
O HYMEN! O HYMENEE!
  
AS ADAM, EARLY IN THE MORNING.
  
I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ.
  
I AM HE THAT ACHES WITH LOVE.
  
To Him that was Crucified.
  
Perfections.
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CALAMUS.
  
In Paths Untrodden.
  
Scented Herbage of My Breast.
  
Whoever you are, Holding me now in Hand.
  
These I, Singing in Spring.
  
A Song.
  
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.
  
We Two Boys Together Clinging.
  
A Promise to California.
  
Here the Frailest Leaves of Me.
  
When I Peruse the Conquer'd Fame.
  
What Think You I take my Pen in Hand?
  
A Glimpse.
  
No Labor-Saving Machine.
  
A LEAF FOR HAND IN HAND.
  
TO THE EAST AND TO THE WEST.
  
Earth! My Likeness!
  
I DREAM'D IN A DREAM.
  
FAST ANCHOR'D, ETERNAL, O LOVE!
  
Sometimes with One I Love.
  
That Shadow, my Likeness.
  
AMONG THE MULTITUDE.
  
TO A WESTERN BOY.
  
O you whom I Often and Silently Come.
  
Full of Life, Now.
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SALUT AU MONDE!
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A Child's Amaze.
  
The Runner.
  
Beautiful Women.
  
Mother and Babe.
  
Thought.
  
American Feuillage.
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Leaves of Grass.
  
I Sit and Look Out.
  
Me Imperturbe.
  
As I Lay with my Head in your Lap, Camerado.
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Crossing Brooklyn Ferry.
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WITH ANTECEDENTS.
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THE ANSWERER.
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Now List to my Morning's Romanza.
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The Indications.
  
Poets to Come.
  
I hear America Singing.
  
The City Dead-House.
  
A Farm Picture.
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Ah Poverties, Wincings, and Sulky Retreats.
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A BOSTON BALLAD.
  
Year of Meteors.
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SUGGESTIONS.
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Thought.
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Leaves of Grass.
  
There was a Child went Forth.
  
Longings for Home.
  
Think of the Soul.
  
You Felons on Trial in Courts.
  
To a Common Prostitute.
  
I was Looking a Long While.
  
To a President.
  
TO THE STATES,
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DRUM-TAPS.
  
[Aroused and angry]
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1861.
  
BEAT! BEAT! DRUMS!
  
From Paumanok Starting I Fly like a Bird.
  
Rise, O Days, from your Fathomless Deeps.
  
City of Ships.
  
The Centenarian's Story.
  
An Army Corps on the March.
  
Cavalry Crossing a Ford.
  
Bivouac on a Mountain Side.
  
By the Bivouac's Fitful Flame.
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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 Day-break Grey and Dim.
  
Not the Pilot.
  
As Toilsome I Wander'd Virginia's Woods.
  
Year that Trembled and Reel'd Beneath Me.
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Long, too long, O Land.
  
Give Me the Splendid Silent Sun.
  
Dirge for Two Veterans.
  
Over the Carnage Rose Prophetic a Voice.
  
The Artilleryman's Vision.
  
I Saw Old General at Bay.
  
O Tan-Faced Prairie-Boy.
  
LOOK DOWN FAIR MOON.
  
Reconciliation.
  
Spirit whose Work is Done.
  
How Solemn, as One by One.
  
Not Youth Pertains to Me.
  
To the Leaven'd Soil They Trod.
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All is Truth.
  
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Marches now the War is Over.
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Pioneers! O Pioneers!
  
RESPONDEZ!
  
Turn O Libertad.
  
Adieu to a Soldier.
  
As I walk These Broad, Majestic Days.
  
Weave In, Weave In, My Hardy Life.
  
Race of Veterans.
  
O Sun of Real Peace.
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UNNAMED LANDS.
  
Mannahatta.
  
OLD IRELAND.
  
To Oratists
  
SOLID, IRONICAL, ROLLING ORB.
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Bathed in War's Perfume.
  
BATHED IN WAR'S PERFUME.
  
DELICATE CLUSTER.
  
Song of the Banner at Day-Break.
  
Ethiopia Saluting the Colors.
  
Lo! Victress on the Peaks!
  
World, Take Good Notice.
  
Thick-Sprinkled Bunting.
  
A Hand-Mirror.
  
Germs.
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O ME! O LIFE!
  
THOUGHTS.
  
BEGINNERS.
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STILL THOUGH THE ONE I SING.
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Walt Whitman's Caution.
  
To a Certain Cantatrice.
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To You.
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SONGS OF PARTING.
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YEARS OF THE MODERN.
  
THOUGHTS.
  
Song at Sunset.
  
When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer.
  
To Rich Givers.
  
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PASSAGE TO INDIA.
  
[Gliding o'er all, through all]
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Thought.
  
O Living Always—Always Dying!
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ASHES OF SOLDIERS.
  
ASHES OF SOLDIERS.
  
IN MIDNIGHT SLEEP.
  
Camps of Green.
  
TO A CERTAIN CIVILIAN.
  
PENSIVE ON HER DEAD GAZING, I HEARD THE MOTHER OF ALL.
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O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN!
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CHANTING THE SQUARE DEIFIC.
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WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH.
  
WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH.
  
DAREST THOU NOW, O SOUL.
  
OF HIM I LOVE DAY AND NIGHT.
  
ASSURANCES.
  
YET, YET, YE DOWNCAST HOURS.
  
QUICKSAND YEARS.
  
THAT MUSIC ALWAYS ROUND ME.
  
AS IF A PHANTOM CARESS'D ME.
  
HERE, SAILOR!
  
A NOISELESS, PATIENT SPIDER.
  
THE LAST INVOCATION.
  
AS I WATCH'D THE PLOUGHMAN PLOUGHING.
  
PENSIVE AND FALTERING.
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TEARS.
  
ABOARD, AT A SHIP'S HELM.
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THE WORLD BELOW THE BRINE.
  
ON THE BEACH AT NIGHT ALONE.
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WARBLE FOR LILAC TIME.
  
Who Learns My Lesson Complete?
  
Thought.
  
Myself and Mine.
  
TO OLD AGE.
  
MIRACLES.
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EXCELSIOR.
  
Mediums.
  
KOSMOS.
  
TO A PUPIL.
  
WHAT AM I, AFTER ALL.
  
OTHERS MAY PRAISE WHAT THEY LIKE.
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NIGHT ON THE PRAIRIES.
  
ON JOURNEYS THROUGH THE STATES.
  
SAVANTISM.
  
LOCATIONS AND TIMES.
  
THOUGHT.
  
OFFERINGS.
  
TESTS.
  
THE TORCH.
  
TO YOU.
  
GODS.
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Now Finale to the Shore.
  
NOW FINALE TO THE SHORE.
  
SHUT NOT YOUR DOORS, &c.
  
THOUGHT.
  
THE UNTOLD WANT.
  
PORTALS.
  
THESE CAROLS.
  
THIS DAY, O SOUL.
  
WHAT PLACE IS BESIEGED?
  
TO THE READER AT PARTING.
  
JOY, SHIPMATE, JOY!

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Walt Whitman am I, a Kosmos, of mighty Manhattan the son,
Turbulent, fleshy and sensual, eating, drinking and breeding;
No sentimentalist—no stander above men and women, or apart from them;
No more modest than immodest.

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Unscrew the locks from the doors!
Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs!

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Whoever degrades another degrades me;
And whatever is done or said returns at last to me.

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Through me the afflatus surging and surging—through me the current and index.

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I speak the pass-word primeval—I give the sign of democracy;
By God! I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms.

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Through me many long dumb voices;
Voices of the interminable generations of slaves;
Voices of prostitutes, and of deform'd persons;
Voices of the diseas'd and despairing, and of thieves and dwarfs;
Voices of cycles of preparation and accretion,
And of the threads that connect the stars—and of wombs, and of the father-stuff,
And of the rights of them the others are down upon;
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Of the trivial, flat, foolish, despised,
Fog in the air, beetles rolling balls of dung.

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Through me forbidden voices;
Voices of sexes and lusts—voices veil'd, and I remove the veil;
Voices indecent, by me clarified and transfigur'd.

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I do not press my fingers across my mouth;
I keep as delicate around the bowels as around the head and heart;
Copulation is no more rank to me than death is.

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I believe in the flesh and the appetites;
Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.

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Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touch'd from;
The scent of these arm-pits, aroma finer than prayer;
This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds.

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If I worship one thing more than another, it shall be the spread of my own body, or any part of it.

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Translucent mould of me, it shall be you!
Shaded ledges and rests, it shall be you!
Firm masculine colter, it shall be you.

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Whatever goes to the tilth of me, it shall be you!
You my rich blood! Your milky stream, pale strippings of my life.

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Breast that presses against other breasts, it shall be you!
My brain, it shall be your occult convolutions.

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Root of wash'd sweet flag! timorous pond-snipe! nest of guarded duplicate eggs! it shall be you!
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Mix'd tussled hay of head, beard, brawn, it shall be you!
Trickling sap of maple! fibre of manly wheat! it shall be you!

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Sun so generous, it shall be you!
Vapors lighting and shading my face, it shall be you!
You sweaty brooks and dews, it shall be you!
Winds whose soft-tickling genitals rub against me, it shall be you!
Broad, muscular fields! branches of live oak! loving lounger in my winding paths! it shall be you!
Hands I have taken—face I have kiss'd—mortal I have ever touch'd! it shall be you.

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I dote on myself—there is that lot of me, and all so luscious;
Each moment, and whatever happens, thrills me with joy.

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O I am wonderful!
I cannot tell how my ankles bend, nor whence the cause of my faintest wish;
Nor the cause of the friendship I emit, nor the cause of the friendship I take again.

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That I walk up my stoop! I pause to consider if it really be;
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.

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To behold the day-break!
The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows;
The air tastes good to my palate.

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Hefts of the moving world, at innocent gambols, silently rising, freshly exuding,
Scooting obliquely high and low.
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Something I cannot see puts upward libidinous prongs;
Seas of bright juice suffuse heaven.

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The earth by the sky staid with—the daily close of their junction;
The heav'd challenge from the east that moment over my head;
The mocking taunt, See then whether you shall be master!
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