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Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

The Imprisoned Soul

The Imprisoned Soul

AT the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortress'd house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks--from the keep of the we…

410
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

The Last Invocation

The Last Invocation

At the last, tenderly,

From the walls of the powerful fortress'd house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of t…

396
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

The Centerarian's Story

The Centerarian's Story

GIVE me your hand, old Revolutionary;
The hill-top is nigh--but a few steps, (make room, gentlemen;)
Up the path you have follow'…

484
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

The Dalliance Of The Eagles

The Dalliance Of The Eagles

SKIRTING the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)
Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,
The…

433
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

That Music Always Round Me

That Music Always Round Me

THAT music always round me, unceasing, unbeginning--yet long untaught

I did not hear;
But now the chorus I hear, and am …

477
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

The Artilleryman's Vision

The Artilleryman's Vision

WHILE my wife at my side lies slumbering, and the wars are over long,
And my head on the pillow rests at home, and the vacant midnigh…

473
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Still, Though The One I Sing

Still, Though The One I Sing

STILL, though the one I sing,

(One, yet of contradictions made,) I dedicate to Nationality,

I leave in him Revol…

376
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Tests

Tests

ALL submit to them, where they sit, inner, secure, unapproachable to
analysis, in the Soul;
Not traditions--not the outer authorities are the judge…

369
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Spirit Whose Work Is Done

Spirit Whose Work Is Done

SPIRIT whose work is done! spirit of dreadful hours!
Ere, departing, fade from my eyes your forests of bayonets;
Spirit of gloo…

461
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Starting From Paumanok

Starting From Paumanok

STARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born,
Well-begotten, and rais'd by a perfect mother;
After roaming many lands--love…

535
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Sparkles From The Wheel

Sparkles From The Wheel

WHERE the city's ceaseless crowd moves on, the live-long day,
Withdrawn, I join a group of children watching--I pause aside with
…

500
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Souvenirs Of Democracy

Souvenirs Of Democracy

THE business man, the acquirer vast,
After assiduous years, surveying results, preparing for departure,
Devises houses and lands t…

460
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Song Of The Exposition

Song Of The Exposition

AFTER all, not to create only, or found only,
But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded,
To give it our own identit…

468
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Song Of The Redwood-Tree

Song Of The Redwood-Tree

A CALIFORNIA song!
A prophecy and indirection--a thought impalpable, to breathe, as air;
A chorus of dryads, fading, departing--…

570
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Song of Myself, XI

Song of Myself, XI

Twenty-eight young men bathe by the shore,
Twenty-eight young men and all so friendly;
Twenty-eight years of womanly life and all so l…

461
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Song of Myself, I, II, VI & LII

Song of Myself, I, II, VI & LII

I Celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs t…

503
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Song At Sunset

Song At Sunset

SPLENDOR of ended day, floating and filling me!
Hour prophetic--hour resuming the past!
Inflating my throat--you, divine average!
Yo…

484
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb

Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb

SOLID, ironical, rolling orb!
Master of all, and matter of fact!--at last I accept your terms;
Bringing to practical, vulgar…

435
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Shut Not Your Doors, &c.

Shut Not Your Doors, &c.

SHUT not your doors to me, proud libraries,
For that which was lacking on all your well-fill'd shelves, yet
needed most, I bring…

328
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

So Far And So Far, And On Toward The End

So Far And So Far, And On Toward The End

SO far, and so far, and on toward the end,
Singing what is sung in this book, from the irresistible impulses of
<…

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Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Scented Herbage Of My Breast

Scented Herbage Of My Breast

SCENTED herbage of my breast,
Leaves from you I yield, I write, to be perused best afterwards,
Tomb-leaves, body-leaves, gro…

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Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Savantism

Savantism

THITHER, as I look, I see each result and glory retracing itself and
nestling close, always obligated;
Thither hours, months, years--thither tr…

520
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Roots And Leaves Themselves Alone

Roots And Leaves Themselves Alone

ROOTS and leaves themselves alone are these;
Scents brought to men and women from the wild woods, and from the
pond-sid…

401
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Rise, O Days

Rise, O Days

RISE, O days, from your fathomless deeps, till you loftier, fiercer
sweep!
Long for my soul, hungering gymnastic, I devour'd what the earth …

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