Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

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  1. p. 10, line 13Here are our thoughts, voyagers' thoughts,
  2. p. 10, line 19The boundless vista and the horizon far and dim are all here,
  3. p. 11, line 25These recitatives for thee,—my book and the war are one,
  4. p. 13, line 30Ever shall be, ever have been and are,
  5. p. 15, line 1HOW they are provided for upon the earth, (appearing at intervals,)
  6. p. 15, line 2How dear and dreadful they are to the earth,
  7. p. 19, line 20They are now cover'd with the foremost people, arts, institutions, known.
  8. p. 20, line 10Make welcome for them everywhere, for they are your own offspring,
  9. p. 20, line 17Why these are the children of the antique to justify it.
  10. p. 21, line 7I will make the poems of materials, for I think they are to be the most spiritual poems,
  11. p. 21, line 24I believe these are to found their own ideal of manly love, indicating it in me,
  12. p. 22, line 12I say the whole earth and all the stars in the sky are for religion's sake.
  13. p. 22, line 20What are you doing young man?
  14. p. 22, line 21Are you so earnest, so given up to literature, science, art, amours?
  15. p. 22, line 27Any more than such are to religion.
  16. p. 25, line 1And I will thread a thread through my poems that time and events are compact,
  17. p. 25, line 2And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as profound as any.
  18. p. 25, line 19Whoever you are, how superb and how divine is your body, or any part of it!
  19. p. 25, line 20Whoever you are, to you endless announcements!
  20. p. 29, line 16Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten,
  21. p. 29, line 19Houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with perfumes,
  22. p. 30, line 14You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,)
  23. p. 32, line 6But they are not the Me myself.
  24. p. 32, line 26And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers,
  25. p. 32, line 28And limitless are leaves stiff or drooping in the fields,
  26. p. 33, line 18It may be you are from old people, or from offspring taken soon out of their mothers' laps,
  27. p. 33, line 19And here you are the mothers' laps.
  28. p. 34, line 4They are alive and well somewhere,
  29. p. 34, line 24Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded,
  30. p. 35, line 23The armfuls are pack'd to the sagging mow.
  31. p. 37, line 8Where are you off to, lady? for I see you,
  32. p. 37, line 22Each has his main-sledge, they are all out, there is a great heat in the fire.
  33. p. 39, line 20The mate stands braced in the whale-boat, lance and harpoon are ready,
  34. p. 39, line 22The deacons are ordain'd with cross'd hands at the altar,
  35. p. 39, line 29The malform'd limbs are tied to the surgeon's table,
  36. p. 41, line 11The floor-men are laying the floor, the tinners are tinning the roof, the masons are calling for mortar,
  37. p. 42, line 25(The moth and the fish-eggs are in their place,
  38. p. 42, line 26The bright suns I see and the dark suns I cannot see are in their place,
  39. p. 43, line 1These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me,
  40. p. 43, line 2If they are not yours as much as mine they are nothing, or next to nothing,
  41. p. 43, line 3If they are not the riddle and the untying of the riddle they are nothing,
  42. p. 43, line 4If they are not just as close as they are distant they are nothing.
  43. p. 43, line 10I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.
  44. p. 43, line 21The kept-woman, sponger, thief, are hereby invited,
  45. p. 44, line 10What is a man anyhow? what am I? what are you?
  46. p. 44, line 14That months are vacuums and the ground but wallow and filth.
  47. p. 44, line 24All are written to me, and I must get what the writing means.
  48. p. 45, line 16The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me,
  49. p. 45, line 24Have you outstript the rest? are you the President?
  50. p. 47, line 4Did you guess the celestial laws are yet to be work'd over and rectified?
  51. p. 47, line 26Your facts are useful, and yet they are not my dwelling,
  52. p. 48, line 21And of the rights of them the others are down upon,
  53. p. 49, line 2Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.
  54. p. 50, line 18Do you not know O speech how the buds beneath you are folded?
  55. p. 51, line 14(They go to guard some corpse, the flag-tops are draped with black muslin.)
  56. p. 51, line 25It sails me, I dab with bare feet, they are lick'd by the indolent waves,
  57. p. 53, line 2You villain touch! what are you doing? my breath is tight in its throat,
  58. p. 53, line 3Unclench your floodgates, you are too much for me.
  59. p. 53, line 23And they are to branch boundlessly out of that lesson until it becomes omnific,
  60. p. 54, line 20I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd,
  61. p. 56, line 22Where shells grow to her slimy deck, where the dead are corrupting below;
  62. 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,
  63. p. 59, line 6We are approaching some great battle-field in which we are soon to be engaged,
  64. p. 59, line 8Or we are entering by the suburbs some vast and ruin'd city,
  65. p. 60, line 4Hell and despair are upon me, crack and again crack the marksmen,
  66. p. 60, line 9Agonies are one of my changes of garments,
  67. p. 60, line 19White and beautiful are the faces around me, the heads are bared of their fire-caps,
  68. p. 61, line 11The hundred and fifty are dumb yet at Alamo,)
  69. p. 62, line 24If our colors are struck and the fighting done?
  70. p. 63, line 1Only three guns are in use,
  71. p. 63, line 8One of the pumps has been shot away, it is generally thought we are sinking.
  72. p. 65, line 21They are wafted with the odor of his body or breath, they fly out of the glance of his eyes.
  73. p. 66, line 10I do not ask who you are, that is not important to me,
  74. p. 67, line 11Taking them all for what they are worth and not a cent more,
  75. p. 68, line 11Folks are around me, but they are no household of mine.
  76. p. 69, line 1I am aware who they are, (they are positively not worms or fleas,)
  77. p. 69, line 7And would fetch you whoever you are flush with myself.
  78. p. 71, line 8There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.
  79. p. 71, line 14I am sorry for you, they are not murderous or jealous upon me,
  80. p. 73, line 9They are but parts, any thing is but a part.
  81. p. 73, line 17My signs are a rain-proof coat, good shoes, and a staff cut from the woods,
  82. p. 74, line 9You are also asking me questions and I hear you,
  83. p. 74, line 12Here are biscuits to eat and here is milk to drink,
  84. p. 75, line 8I follow you whoever you are from the present hour,
  85. p. 76, line 4The girl and the wife rest the needle a moment and forget where they are,
  86. p. 76, line 24And I leave them where they are, for I know that wheresoe'er I go,
  87. p. 77, line 6And as to you Corpse I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me,
  88. p. 77, line 9And as to you Life I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths,
  89. p. 78, line 12I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the door-slab.
  90. p. 80, line 1O for you whoever you are your correlative body! O it, more than all else, you delighting!)
  91. p. 81, line 21And if those who defile the living are as bad as they who defile the dead?
  92. 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,
  93. p. 84, line 11You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul.
  94. p. 85, line 23Examine these limbs, red, black, or white, they are cunning in tendon and nerve,
  95. p. 86, line 4(Do you think they are not there because they are not express'd in parlors and lecture-rooms?)
  96. p. 86, line 15Do you not see that these are exactly the same to all in all nations and times all over the earth?
  97. 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,)
  98. p. 87, line 1I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my poems, and that they are my poems,
  99. p. 88, line 4O I say these are not the parts and poems of the body only, but of the soul,
  100. p. 88, line 5O I say now these are the soul!
  101. p. 88, line 13These are contain'd in sex as parts of itself and justifications of itself.
  102. p. 88, line 17I will go stay with her who waits for me, and with those women that are warm-blooded and sufficient for me,
  103. p. 88, line 19I see that they are worthy of me, I will be the robust husband of those women.
  104. p. 88, line 20They are not one jot less than I am,
  105. p. 88, line 21They are tann'd in the face by shining suns and blowing winds,
  106. p. 88, line 24They are ultimate in their own right—they are calm, clear, well-possess'd of themselves.
  107. p. 89, line 3I am for you, and you are for me, not only for our own sake, but for others' sakes,
  108. p. 89, line 16The babes I beget upon you are to beget babes in their turn,
  109. p. 90, line 2(Know once for all, avow'd on purpose, wherever are men like me, are our lusty lurking masculine poems,)
  110. p. 90, line 16The sensitive, orbic, underlapp'd brothers, that only privileged feelers may be intimate where they are,
  111. p. 91, line 18O to be yielded to you whoever you are, and you to be yielded to me in defiance of the world!
  112. p. 92, line 17Now we have met, we have look'd, we are safe,
  113. p. 92, line 19I too am part of that ocean my love, we are not so much separated,
  114. p. 93, line 3We are Nature, long have we been absent, but now we return,
  115. p. 93, line 5We are bedded in the ground, we are rocks,
  116. p. 93, line 6We are oaks, we grow in the openings side by side,
  117. p. 93, line 7We browse, we are two among the wild herds spontaneous as any,
  118. p. 93, line 8We are two fishes swimming in the sea together,
  119. p. 93, line 9We are what locust blossoms are, we drop scent around lanes mornings and evenings,
  120. p. 93, line 10We are also the coarse smut of beasts, vegetables, minerals,
  121. p. 93, line 11We are two predatory hawks, we soar above and look down,
  122. p. 93, line 12We are two resplendent suns, we it is who balance ourselves orbic and stellar, we are as two comets,
  123. p. 93, line 14We are two clouds forenoons and afternoons driving overhead,
  124. p. 93, line 15We are seas mingling, we are two of those cheerful waves rolling over each other and interwetting each other,
  125. p. 93, line 16We are what the atmosphere is, transparent, receptive, pervious, impervious,
  126. p. 93, line 17We are snow, rain, cold, darkness, we are each product and influence of the globe,
  127. p. 94, line 1NATIVE moments—when you come upon me—ah you are here now,
  128. p. 96, line 7I proceed for all who are or have been young men,
  129. p. 96, line 17O I do not know what you mean there underneath yourselves, you are not happiness,
  130. p. 96, line 18You are often more bitter than I can bear, you burn and sting me,
  131. p. 96, line 19Yet you are beautiful to me you faint tinged roots, you make me think of death,
  132. p. 97, line 10Give me yourself, for I see that you belong to me now above all, and are folded inseparably together, you love and death are,
  133. p. 97, line 12For now it is convey'd to me that you are the purports essential,
  134. p. 97, line 13That you hide in these shifting forms of life, for reasons, and that they are mainly for you,
  135. p. 97, line 18That may-be you are what it is all for, but it does not last so very long,
  136. p. 97, line 20WHOEVER you are holding me now in hand,
  137. p. 101, line 3That may-be reliance and hope are but speculations after all,
  138. 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,
  139. p. 101, line 9May-be seeming to me what they are (as doubtless they indeed but seem) as from my present point of view, and might prove (as of course they would) nought of what they appear, or nought anyhow, from entirely changed points of view;
  140. p. 101, line 10To me these and the like of these are curiously answer'd by my lovers, my dear friends,
  141. p. 103, line 12ARE you the new person drawn toward me?
  142. p. 103, line 21ROOTS and leaves themselves alone are these,
  143. p. 104, line 5Love-buds put before you and within you whoever you are,
  144. p. 104, line 16O nor down-balls nor perfumes, nor the high rain-emitting clouds, are borne through the open air,
  145. p. 105, line 20We are those two natural and nonchalant persons.
  146. p. 106, line 20It seems to me there are other men in other lands yearning and thoughtful,
  147. p. 107, line 15Those that look carelessly in the faces of Presidents and governors, as to say Who are you?
  148. p. 110, line 11These with perfect trust to depict you as myself, the germs are in all men,
  149. p. 111, line 10Some are baffled, but that one is not—that one knows me.
  150. p. 111, line 14O YOU whom I often and silently come where you are that I may be with you,
  151. p. 112, line 13What climes? what persons and cities are here?
  152. p. 112, line 14Who are the infants, some playing, some slumbering?
  153. p. 112, line 15Who are the girls? who are the married women?
  154. p. 112, line 16Who are the groups of old men going slowly with their arms about each other's necks?
  155. p. 112, line 17What rivers are these? what forests and fruits are these?
  156. p. 112, line 18What are the mountains call'd that rise so high in the mists?
  157. p. 112, line 19What myriads of dwellings are they fill'd with dwellers?
  158. p. 112, line 21Asia, Africa, Europe, are to the east—America is provided for in the west,
  159. p. 113, line 21Who are they you salute, and that one after another salute you?
  160. p. 114, line 1I see the shaded part on one side where the sleepers are sleeping, and the sunlit part on the other side,
  161. p. 114, line 20Some are in storms, some in the night with the watch on the lookout,
  162. p. 118, line 17You whoever you are!
  163. p. 121, line 7I know they are very well where they are,
  164. p. 121, line 13You road I enter upon and look around, I believe you are not all that is here,
  165. p. 121, line 16The black with his woolly head, the felon, the diseas'd, the illiterate person, are not denied;
  166. p. 121, line 21None but are accepted, none but shall be dear to me.
  167. p. 121, line 26I believe you are latent with unseen existences, you are so dear to me.
  168. p. 122, line 13Do you say Venture not—if you leave me you are lost?
  169. p. 123, line 2The east and the west are mine, and the north and the south are mine.
  170. p. 124, line 3The past, the future, majesty, love—if they are vacant of you, you are vacant of them.
  171. p. 124, line 12These yearnings why are they? these thoughts in the darkness why are they?
  172. p. 124, line 13Why are there men and women that while they are nigh me the sunlight expands my blood?
  173. p. 124, line 15Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?
  174. p. 124, line 23Now it flows unto us, we are rightly charged.
  175. p. 125, line 4Allons! whoever you are come travel with me!
  176. p. 125, line 8Be not discouraged, keep on, there are divine things well envelop'd,
  177. p. 125, line 9I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.
  178. p. 125, line 13However welcome the hospitality that surrounds us we are permitted to receive it but a little while.
  179. p. 126, line 5These are the days that must happen to you:
  180. 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,
  181. p. 126, line 13They too are on the road—they are the swift and majestic men—they are the greatest women,
  182. p. 128, line 1Whoever you are, come forth! or man or woman come forth!
  183. p. 129, line 12Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes, how curious you are to me!
  184. p. 129, line 13On the ferry-boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross, returning home, are more curious to me than you suppose,
  185. p. 129, line 14And you that shall cross from shore to shore years hence are more to me, and more in my meditations, than you might suppose.
  186. p. 129, line 20The others that are to follow me, the ties between me and them,
  187. p. 130, line 11Just as you are refresh'd by the gladness of the river and the bright flow, I was refresh'd,
  188. p. 131, line 8These and all else were to me the same as they are to you,
  189. p. 134, line 1Appearances, now or henceforth, indicate what you are,
  190. p. 134, line 8We receive you with free sense at last, and are insatiate henceforward,
  191. p. 135, line 6Nothing for any one but what is for him, near and far are for him, the ships in the offing,
  192. p. 135, line 7The perpetual shows and marches on land are for him if they are for anybody.
  193. p. 136, line 3He says indifferently and alike How are you friend? to the President at his levee,
  194. p. 136, line 21They are not vile any more, they hardly know themselves they are so grown.
  195. 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,
  196. 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,
  197. p. 137, line 14The true poets are not followers of beauty but the august masters of beauty;
  198. p. 137, line 16The words of true poems are the tuft and final applause of science.
  199. p. 137, line 18Gayety, sun-tan, air-sweetness, such are some of the words of poems.
  200. p. 138, line 1They do not seek beauty, they are sought,
  201. p. 138, line 3They prepare for death, yet are they not the finish, but rather the outset,
  202. p. 139, line 5In farmers' barns oxen in the stable, their harvest labor done, they rest standing, they are too tired,
  203. p. 139, line 20Deep in the forest in piney woods turpentine dropping from the incisions in the trees, there are the turpentine works,
  204. p. 140, line 1There are the negroes at work in good health, the ground in all directions is cover'd with pine straw;
  205. p. 140, line 7There are the greenish waters, the resinous odor, the plenteous moss, the cypress-tree, and the juniper-tree;
  206. p. 141, line 13O lands! all so dear to me—what you are, (whatever it is,) I putting it at random in these songs, become a part of that, whatever it is,
  207. 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,
  208. 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;
  209. p. 142, line 8Whoever you are! how can I but offer you divine leaves, that you also be eligible as I am?
  210. 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,)
  211. 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,
  212. p. 146, line 3What attractions are these beyond any before? what bloom more than the bloom of youth?
  213. p. 146, line 24The plenteousness of all, that there are no bounds,
  214. p. 148, line 25Welcome are all earth's lands, each for its kind,
  215. p. 148, line 26Welcome are lands of pine and oak,
  216. p. 148, line 27Welcome are lands of the lemon and fig,
  217. p. 148, line 28Welcome are lands of gold,
  218. p. 149, line 1Welcome are lands of wheat and maize, welcome those of the grape,
  219. p. 149, line 2Welcome are lands of sugar and rice,
  220. p. 149, line 4Welcome are mountains, flats, sands, forests, prairies,
  221. p. 152, line 7Away! these are not to be cherish'd for themselves,
  222. p. 153, line 2Where the citizen is always the head and ideal, and President, Mayor, Governor and what not, are agents for pay,
  223. p. 153, line 3Where children are taught to be laws to themselves, and to depend on themselves,
  224. p. 153, line 5Where speculations on the soul are encouraged,
  225. p. 153, line 17When he or she appears materials are overaw'd,
  226. p. 153, line 19The old customs and phrases are confronted, turn'd back, or laid away.
  227. p. 153, line 22What are your theology, tuition, society, traditions, statute-books, now?
  228. p. 153, line 23Where are your jibes of being now?
  229. p. 153, line 24Where are your cavils about the soul now?
  230. p. 153, line 26There is the mine, there are the miners,
  231. p. 153, line 27The forge-furnace is there, the melt is accomplish'd, the hammersmen are at hand with their tongs and hammers,
  232. p. 154, line 29Both blade and helve are clean,
  233. p. 157, line 14Oaths, quarrels, hiccupp'd songs, smutty expressions, are idle to her as she passes,
  234. p. 158, line 6These also are the lessons of our New World;
  235. p. 162, line 20To sing in songs how exercise and chemical life are never to be baffled,
  236. p. 165, line 16And lives and works, what are they all at last, except the roads to faith and death?)
  237. p. 170, line 12(Because you are greasy or pimpled, or were once drunk, or a thief,
  238. p. 170, line 13Or that you are diseas'd, or rheumatic, or a prostitute,
  239. p. 170, line 14Or from frivolity or impotence, or that you are no scholar and never saw your name in print,
  240. p. 170, line 15Do you give in that you are any less immortal?)
  241. p. 170, line 17It is not you I go argue pro and con about, and to settle whether you are alive or no,
  242. p. 170, line 18I own publicly who you are, if nobody else owns.
  243. p. 171, line 9It is for you whoever you are, it is no farther from you than your hearing and sight are from you,
  244. p. 172, line 13I do not say they are not grand and good, for they are,
  245. p. 172, line 16We consider bibles and religions divine—I do not say they are not divine,
  246. p. 172, line 19Leaves are not more shed from the trees, or trees from the earth, than they are shed out of you.
  247. p. 172, line 20The sum of all known reverence I add up in you whoever you are,
  248. p. 172, line 21The President is there in the White House for you, it is not you who are here for him,
  249. 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.
  250. p. 173, line 3Sculpture and monuments and any thing inscribed anywhere are tallied in you,
  251. p. 173, line 9All music is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments,
  252. p. 173, line 16Objects gross and the unseen soul are one.
  253. p. 175, line 1These shows all near you by day and night—workman! whoever you are, your daily life!
  254. p. 175, line 7I do not say leadings you thought great are not great,
  255. p. 175, line 23When warrantee deeds loafe in chairs opposite and are my friendly companions,
  256. p. 176, line 3No, those are not the words, the substantial words are in the ground and sea,
  257. p. 176, line 4They are in the air, they are in you.
  258. p. 176, line 6No, the real words are more delicious than they.
  259. p. 176, line 7Human bodies are words, myriads of words,
  260. p. 176, line 10Air, soil, water, fire—those are words,
  261. p. 176, line 13A healthy presence, a friendly or commanding gesture, are words, sayings, meanings,
  262. p. 176, line 14The charms that go with the mere looks of some men and women, are sayings and meanings also.
  263. p. 176, line 22The truths of the earth continually wait, they are not so conceal'd either,
  264. p. 177, line 1They are calm, subtle, untransmissible by print,
  265. p. 177, line 2They are imbued through all things conveying themselves willingly,
  266. p. 178, line 4Looking from no countenances of their own, but from the countenances of those who are with them,
  267. p. 178, line 20Whoever you are! motion and reflection are especially for you,
  268. p. 178, line 22Whoever you are! you are he or she for whom the earth is solid and liquid,
  269. p. 178, line 23You are he or she for whom the sun and moon hang in the sky,
  270. p. 178, line 24For none more than you are the present and the past,
  271. p. 180, line 3Things are not dismiss'd from the places they held before,
  272. p. 180, line 5Facts, religions, improvements, politics, trades, are as real as before,
  273. p. 180, line 18When the materials are all prepared and ready, the architects shall appear.
  274. p. 180, line 22He and the rest shall not forget you, they shall perceive that you are not an iota less than they,
  275. p. 182, line 21Are not for thee, but grandeurs of thine own,
  276. p. 184, line 1Colorado men are we,
  277. p. 184, line 6Central inland race are we, from Missouri, with the continental blood intervein'd,
  278. p. 184, line 26Are there some of us to droop and die? has the hour come?
  279. p. 185, line 17These are of us, they are with us,
  280. p. 186, line 9WHOEVER you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams,
  281. p. 186, line 10I fear these supposed realities are to melt from under your feet and hands,
  282. p. 186, line 14Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem,
  283. p. 187, line 6You have not known what you are, you have slumber'd upon yourself all your life,
  284. p. 187, line 10The mockeries are not you,
  285. p. 187, line 22Whoever you are! claim your own at any hazard!
  286. p. 187, line 23These shows of the East and West are tame compared to you,
  287. p. 187, line 24These immense meadows, these interminable rivers, you are immense and interminable as they,
  288. p. 188, line 1These furies, elements, storms, motions of Nature, throes of apparent dissolution, you are he or she who is master or mistress over them,
  289. p. 188, line 4Old or young, male or female, rude, low, rejected by the rest, whatever you are promulges itself,
  290. p. 188, line 5Through birth, life, death, burial, the means are provided, nothing is scanted,
  291. p. 188, line 6Through angers, losses, ambition, ignorance, ennui, what you are picks its way.
  292. p. 189, line 24(Who are you? and what are you secretly guilty of all your life?
  293. p. 189, line 26And who are you, blabbing by rote, years, pages, languages, reminiscences,
  294. p. 190, line 8Who are they I see and touch, and what about them?
  295. p. 192, line 13We are the skald, the oracle, the monk and the knight, we easily include them and more,
  296. p. 192, line 25I see that the old accounts, bibles, genealogies, are true, without exception,
  297. p. 192, line 29And that to-day and America could no-how be better than they are.
  298. p. 193, line 5(For the sake of him I typify, for the common average man's sake, your sake if you are he,)
  299. p. 193, line 6And that where I am or you are this present day, there is the centre of all days, all races,
  300. p. 194, line 2When the façades of the houses are alive with people, when eyes gaze riveted tens of thousands at a time,
  301. p. 194, line 17See my cantabile! these and more are flashing to us from the procession,
  302. p. 194, line 24Vast desolated cities, the gliding present, all of these and more are in the pageant-procession.
  303. p. 194, line 27The coast you henceforth are facing—you Libertad! from your Western golden shores,
  304. p. 195, line 1The countries there with their populations, the millions en-masse are curiously here,
  305. p. 195, line 9These and whatever belongs to them palpable show forth to me, and are seiz'd by me,
  306. p. 196, line 5Be considerate with her now and ever hot Libertad, for you are all,
  307. 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,
  308. p. 200, line 2Those are the shadows of leaves.
  309. p. 201, line 14Are you whispering it, and have been all the time, you sea-waves?
  310. p. 204, line 12Whoever you are, we too lie in drifts at your feet.
  311. p. 206, line 16They are immortal, all those stars both silvery and golden shall shine out again,
  312. p. 210, line 17Worse and worse—can't you stand it? are you retreating?
  313. p. 211, line 10Stick your hands in your pockets, Jonathan—you are a made man from this day,
  314. p. 211, line 11You are mighty cute—and here is one of your bargains.
  315. p. 212, line 12The rope of the gibbet hangs heavily, the bullets of princes are flying, the creatures of power laugh aloud,
  316. p. 212, line 13And all these things bear fruits, and they are good.
  317. p. 215, line 8That you are here—that life exists and identity,
  318. p. 215, line 10ALL you are doing and saying is to America dangled mirages,
  319. p. 215, line 12You have not seen that only such as they are for these States,
  320. p. 217, line 9The young are beautiful—but the old are more beautiful than the young.
  321. p. 219, line 1Who are they as bats and night-dogs askant in the capitol?
  322. p. 219, line 3Are those really Congressmen? are those the great Judges? is that the President?
  323. p. 222, line 13Are beds prepared for sleepers at night in the houses? no sleepers must sleep in those beds,
  324. p. 223, line 2To Wisconsin, Iowa, Minnesota, to sing their songs, (they are inimitable;)
  325. p. 223, line 17Words! book-words! what are you?
  326. p. 225, line 2What you are saying is sorrowful to me, much it displeases me;
  327. p. 225, line 8For what are we, mere strips of cloth profiting nothing,
  328. p. 226, line 6We may be terror and carnage, and are so now,
  329. p. 226, line 7Not now are we any one of these spacious and haughty States, (nor any five, nor ten,)
  330. p. 226, line 9But these and all, and the brown and spreading land, and the mines below, are ours,
  331. p. 226, line 10And the shores of the sea are ours, and the rivers great and small,
  332. p. 226, line 11And the fields they moisten, and the crops and the fruits are ours,
  333. p. 226, line 12Bays and channels and ships sailing in and out are ours—while we over all,
  334. p. 227, line 18My hearing and tongue are come to me, (a little child taught me,)
  335. p. 227, line 21Not houses of peace indeed are you, nor any nor all their prosperity, (if need be, you shall again have every one of those houses to destroy them,
  336. p. 227, line 24O banner, not money so precious are you, not farm produce you, nor the material good nutriment,
  337. p. 228, line 11I too leave the rest—great as it is, it is nothing—houses, machines are nothing—I see them not,
  338. p. 229, line 12Torrents of men, (sources and rills of the Northwest are you indeed inexhaustible?)
  339. p. 231, line 1City of the world! (for all races are here,
  340. p. 231, line 18You can walk old man, though your eyes are almost done,
  341. p. 231, line 21On the plain below recruits are drilling and exercising,
  342. p. 231, line 27The troops are but drilling, they are yet surrounded with smiles,
  343. p. 232, line 1But drill and parade are over, they march back to quarters,
  344. p. 232, line 9And where tents are pitch'd, and wherever you see south and south-east and south-west,
  345. p. 232, line 18Rude forts appear again, the old hoop'd guns are mounted,
  346. p. 234, line 24And these waters I listlessly daily cross, are these the waters he cross'd,
  347. p. 235, line 3They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays upon them,
  348. p. 235, line 7Ah, hills and slopes of Brooklyn! I perceive you are more valuable than your owners supposed;
  349. p. 235, line 14Some emerge on the opposite bank, others are just entering the ford—while,
  350. p. 236, line 15Of life and death, of home and the past and loved, and of those that are far away;
  351. p. 240, line 9Who are you elderly man so gaunt and grim, with well-gray'd hair, and flesh all sunken about the eyes?
  352. p. 240, line 10Who are you my dear comrade?
  353. p. 240, line 11Then to the second I step—and who are you my child and darling?
  354. p. 240, line 12Who are you sweet boy with cheeks yet blooming?
  355. p. 242, line 11Pass and are gone they fade—I dwell not on soldiers' perils or soldiers' joys,
  356. p. 242, line 17Whoever you are, follow without noise and be of strong heart.)
  357. p. 242, line 29I am firm with each, the pangs are sharp yet unavoidable,
  358. p. 243, line 12His eyes are closed, his face is pale, he dares not look on the bloody stump,
  359. p. 243, line 26I sit by the restless all the dark night, some are so young,
  360. p. 244, line 7And now to conceive and show to the world what your children en-masse really are,
  361. p. 244, line 8(For who except myself has yet conceiv'd what your children en-masse really are?)
  362. p. 248, line 3WHILE my wife at my side lies slumbering, and the wars are over long,
  363. p. 249, line 1(The falling, dying, I heed not, the wounded dripping and red I heed not, some to the rear are hobbling,)
  364. p. 249, line 5WHO are you dusky woman, so ancient hardly human,
  365. p. 249, line 19Are the things so strange and marvelous you see or have seen?
  366. p. 249, line 24Beauty, knowledge, inure not to me—yet there are two or three things inure to me,
  367. p. 251, line 7(As I glance upward out of this page studying you, dear friend, whoever you are,)
  368. p. 251, line 10O the bullet could never kill what you really are, dear friend,
  369. p. 251, line 11Nor the bayonet stab what you really are;
  370. p. 251, line 18I know my words are weapons full of danger, full of death,
  371. p. 253, line 17Let them scorch and blister out of my chants when you are gone,
  372. p. 254, line 14But what remains remains for singers for you—wars to come are for you,
  373. p. 260, line 32And the sights of the open landscape and the high-spread sky are fitting,
  374. p. 263, line 7My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
  375. p. 264, line 13What we are we are, nativity is answer enough to objections,
  376. p. 264, line 15We are powerful and tremendous in ourselves,
  377. p. 264, line 16We are executive in ourselves, we are sufficient in the variety of ourselves,
  378. p. 264, line 17We are the most beautiful to ourselves and in ourselves,
  379. p. 264, line 21Whatever appears, whatever does not appear, we are beautiful or sinful in ourselves only.
  380. p. 264, line 23If we are lost, no victor else has destroy'd us,
  381. p. 265, line 11Who are you that wanted only to be told what you knew before?
  382. p. 265, line 12Who are you that wanted only a book to join you in your nonsense?
  383. p. 266, line 9These States are the amplest poem,
  384. p. 266, line 13Here are the roughs, beards, friendliness, combativeness, the soul loves,
  385. 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,
  386. p. 269, line 10Not in him but off from him things are grotesque, eccentric, fail of their full returns,
  387. p. 269, line 22His thoughts are the hymns of the praise of things,
  388. p. 270, line 24Are you he who would assume a place to teach or be a poet here in the States?
  389. p. 271, line 1Who are you indeed who would talk or sing to America?
  390. 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?
  391. 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?
  392. p. 271, line 10Are you not of some coterie? some school or mere religion?
  393. p. 271, line 11Are you done with reviews and criticisms of life? animating now to life itself?
  394. p. 272, line 22Are your body, days, manners, superb? after death you shall be superb,
  395. p. 274, line 6Men, women, cities, nations, are only beautiful from nativity.
  396. p. 274, line 15Its power, weapons, testimony, are you and me,
  397. p. 274, line 16Its crimes, lies, thefts, defections, are you and me,
  398. p. 274, line 17Its Congress is you and me, the officers, capitols, armies, ships, are you and me,
  399. p. 274, line 18Its endless gestations of new States are you and me,
  400. p. 274, line 20Natural and artificial are you and me,
  401. p. 274, line 21Freedom, language, poems, employments, are you and me,
  402. p. 274, line 22Past, present, future, are you and me.
  403. 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.
  404. p. 275, line 21Copious as you are I absorb you all in myself, and become the master myself,
  405. p. 275, line 23These States, what are they except myself?
  406. p. 275, line 27I know not what these plots and wars and deferments are for,
  407. p. 277, line 13In you whoe'er you are my book perusing,
  408. p. 283, line 22Men and women crowding fast in the streets, if they are not flashes and specks what are they?
  409. p. 285, line 23Are they not continually putting distemper'd corpses within you?
  410. p. 286, line 20That the winds are really not infectious,
  411. p. 286, line 26That blackberries are so flavorous and juicy,
  412. p. 287, line 15(Not songs of loyalty alone are these,
  413. p. 287, line 24The great speakers and writers are exiled, they lie sick in distant lands,
  414. p. 287, line 25The cause is asleep, the strongest throats are choked with their own blood,
  415. p. 288, line 3When there are no more memories of heroes and martyrs,
  416. p. 288, line 4And when all life and all the souls of men and women are discharged from any part of the earth,
  417. p. 288, line 9I do not know what you are for, (I do not know what I am for myself, nor what any thing is for,)
  418. p. 288, line 11In defeat, poverty, misconception, imprisonment—for they too are great.
  419. p. 288, line 14And that death and dismay are great.
  420. p. 288, line 24O I know that those men and women were not for nothing, any more than we are for nothing,
  421. p. 289, line 8Are those billions of men really gone?
  422. p. 289, line 9Are those women of the old experience of the earth gone?
  423. p. 290, line 9Charity and personal force are the only investments worth any thing.
  424. 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,
  425. p. 291, line 4All that is henceforth to be thought or done by you whoever you are, or by any one,
  426. p. 296, line 23To you whoe'er you are—a look.
  427. p. 297, line 6Are you full-lung'd and limber-lipp'd from long trial? from vigorous practice? from physique?
  428. p. 297, line 16They debouch as they are wanted to march obediently through the mouth of that man or that woman.
  429. p. 298, line 7I specify you with joy O my comrade to salute you, and to salute those who are with you, before and since, and those to come also,
  430. p. 298, line 13We hear the bawling and din, we are reach'd at by divisions, jealousies, recriminations on every side,
  431. 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.
  432. p. 298, line 20Me ruthless and devilish as any, that my wrists are not chain'd with iron, or my ankles with iron?
  433. p. 299, line 6Lusts and wickedness are acceptable to me,
  434. p. 300, line 20And often to me they are alive after what custom has served them, but nothing more,
  435. p. 300, line 21And often to me they are sad, hasty, unwaked sonnambules walking the dusk.)
  436. p. 301, line 15These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
  437. p. 301, line 23What stranger miracles are there?
  438. p. 304, line 18They are so beautiful I nudge myself to listen.
  439. p. 305, line 13Not traditions, not the outer authorities are the judges,
  440. p. 305, line 14They are the judges of outer authorities and of all traditions,
  441. p. 305, line 18Out on the lake that expands before them, others are spearing salmon,
  442. p. 307, line 16They all know him, all are affectionate to him;
  443. p. 307, line 17See you! some are such beautiful animals, so lofty looking;
  444. p. 307, line 18Some are buff-color'd, some mottled, one has a white line running along his back, some are brindled,
  445. p. 307, line 23What yearning expression! how uneasy they are when he moves away from them;
  446. p. 318, line 26After the seas are all cross'd, (as they seem already cross'd,)
  447. p. 322, line 17Are thy wings plumed indeed for such far flights?
  448. p. 323, line 7For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go,
  449. p. 323, line 11O daring joy, but safe! are they not all the seas of God?
  450. p. 327, line 8Darkness, you are gentler than my lover, his flesh was sweaty and panting,
  451. p. 327, line 10My hands are spread forth, I pass them in all directions,
  452. p. 327, line 11I would sound up the shadowy shore to which you are journeying.
  453. p. 327, line 13I thought my lover had gone, else darkness and he are one,
  454. p. 327, line 15I descend my western course, my sinews are flaccid,
  455. p. 328, line 5What are you doing you ruffianly red-trickled waves?
  456. p. 328, line 9The slapping eddies are spotted with his blood, they bear him away, they roll him, swing him, turn him,
  457. p. 330, line 4O love and summer, you are in the dreams and in me,
  458. p. 330, line 5Autumn and winter are in the dreams, the farmer goes with his thrift,
  459. p. 330, line 6The droves and crops increase, the barns are well-fill'd.
  460. p. 330, line 26I swear they are averaged now—one is no better than the other,
  461. p. 331, line 1I swear they are all beautiful,
  462. 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,
  463. p. 331, line 18The sleepers are very beautiful as they lie unclothed,
  464. p. 331, line 20The Asiatic and African are hand in hand, the European and American are hand in hand,
  465. p. 331, line 21Learn'd and unlearn'd are hand in hand, and male and female are hand in hand,
  466. 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,
  467. 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;
  468. p. 333, line 7If the future is nothing they are just as surely nothing.
  469. p. 333, line 10To think that we are now here and bear our part.
  470. p. 333, line 16The children come hurried and weeping, and the brothers and sisters are sent for,
  471. p. 333, line 22It is palpable as the living are palpable.
  472. p. 334, line 1To think how eager we are in building our houses,
  473. p. 334, line 5Slow-moving and black lines creep over the whole earth—they never cease—they are the burial lines,
  474. p. 335, line 1To think that these are so much and so nigh to other drivers, and he there takes no interest in them.
  475. p. 335, line 2The markets, the government, the working-man's wages, to think what account they are through our nights and days,
  476. p. 335, line 11Your farm, profits, crops—to think how engross'd you are,
  477. p. 335, line 15The domestic joys, the daily housework or business, the building of houses, are not phantasms, they have weight, form, location,
  478. p. 335, line 16Farms, profits, crops, markets, wages, government, are none of them phantasms,
  479. p. 335, line 18The earth is not an echo, man and his life and all the things of his life are well-consider'd.
  480. p. 335, line 19You are not thrown to the winds, you gather certainly and safely around yourself,
  481. p. 336, line 3You are henceforth secure, whatever comes or goes.
  482. p. 336, line 4The threads that were spun are gather'd, the weft crosses the warp, the pattern is systematic.
  483. p. 336, line 8He is one of those who are beautiful and happy, he is one of those that to look upon and be with is enough.
  484. p. 336, line 18The great masters and kosmos are well as they go, the heroes and good-doers are well,
  485. p. 336, line 21The interminable hordes of the ignorant and wicked are not nothing,
  486. p. 336, line 22The barbarians of Africa and Asia are not nothing,
  487. p. 336, line 23The perpetual successions of shallow people are not nothing as they go.
  488. p. 336, line 25I have dream'd that we are not to be changed so much, nor the law of us changed,
  489. p. 337, line 3For I have dream'd that the law they are under now is enough.
  490. p. 337, line 7If maggots and rats ended us, then Alarum! for we are betray'd,
  491. p. 337, line 15How beautiful and perfect are the animals!
  492. p. 337, line 18The vegetables and minerals are all perfect, and the imponderable fluids perfect;
  493. p. 337, line 24And all preparation is for it—and identity is for it—and life and materials are altogether for it!
  494. p. 338, line 6Nor face with blooming flesh, nor lips, nor eyes, are in that land.
  495. p. 341, line 25And those appear that are hateful to me and mock me.
  496. 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,
  497. p. 342, line 3I do not doubt but the majesty and beauty of the world are latent in any iota of the world,
  498. p. 342, line 4I do not doubt I am limitless, and that the universes are limitless, in vain I try to think how limitless,
  499. 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,
  500. 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,
  501. p. 344, line 8You are to die—let others tell you what they please, I cannot prevaricate,
  502. p. 344, line 18You forget you are sick, as I forget you are sick,
  503. p. 345, line 21Sinking there while the passionless wet flows on—and I now pondering, Are those women indeed gone?
  504. p. 345, line 22Are souls drown'd and destroy'd so?
  505. p. 346, line 17For living are the Dead,
  506. p. 347, line 7As Life and Nature are not great with reference to the present only,
  507. p. 351, line 5Whatever they are to-day and whatever through time they may be,
  508. p. 354, line 3Its teeth grit, the palms of the hands are cut by the turn'd-in nails,
  509. p. 355, line 7Off the word I have spoken I except not one—red, white, black, are all deific,
  510. p. 357, line 2Ladies and cavaliers long dead, barons are in their castle halls, the troubadours are singing,
  511. p. 362, line 3Meditating among liars and retreating sternly into myself, I see that there are really no liars or lies after all,
  512. p. 362, line 4And that nothing fails its perfect return, and that what are called lies are perfect returns,
  513. p. 363, line 6How all superbest deeds since Time began are traceable to it—and shall be to the end!
  514. p. 369, line 14Science, ships, politics, cities, factories, are not nothing,
  515. p. 370, line 14(Have the old forces, the old wars, played their parts? are the acts suitable to them closed?)
  516. p. 370, line 17What historic denouements are these we so rapidly approach?
  517. p. 371, line 5What whispers are these O lands, running ahead of you, passing under the seas?
  518. p. 371, line 6Are all nations communing? is there going to be but one heart to the globe?
  519. p. 372, line 16Sweet are the blooming cheeks of the living—sweet are the musical voices sounding,
  520. p. 372, line 17But sweet, ah sweet, are the dead with their silent eyes.
  521. p. 373, line 12And how the States are complete in themselves—and how all triumphs and glories are complete in themselves, to lead onward,
  522. p. 373, line 18Of what Indiana, Kentucky, Arkansas, and the rest, are to be,
  523. p. 374, line 1Of what the feuillage of America is the preparation for—and of what all sights, North, South, East and West, are,
  524. p. 379, line 24WHAT are those of the known but to ascend and enter the Unknown?
  525. p. 379, line 25And what are those of life but for Death?
  526. p. 380, line 21And the songs of birth, and shown that there are many births.
  527. p. 381, line 6I announce a man or woman coming, perhaps you are the one, (So long!)
  528. p. 382, line 9(Is it night? are we here together alone?)
  529. p. 382, line 18Dear friend whoever you are take this kiss,
  530. p. 389, line 20What are the messages by you from distant stars to us? what Sirius'? what Capella's?
  531. p. 396, line 5Ample are time and space—ample the fields of Nature.
  532. p. 396, line 16As flitting by like clouds of ghosts, they pass and are gone in the twilight,
  533. p. 397, line 5"Is, that we all are onward, onward, speeding slowly, surely bettering,
  534. 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.
  535. p. 407, line 3(Will they germinate anything? mere exhalations as they all are—the land's and sea's—America's;
  536. p. 407, line 30[…] correctly—(for my eyes plainly warn me they are dimming, and my brain more and more palpably neglects or […]
  537. p. 408, line 7[…] a little fun here—for one reason there are too many of the following poemets about death, &c., and […]
  538. p. 408, line 9[…] c., and for another the passing hours (July 5, 1890) are so sunny-fine. And old as I am I feel to-day […]
  539. p. 409, line 13That we linger'd and lagg'd—but were wafted at last, and are now here,
  540. p. 409, line 30[…] advice, appearance, of the departing? Those last words are not samples of the best, which involve vitality at its […]
  541. p. 409, line 31[…] balance, and perfect control and scope. But they are valuable beyond measure to confirm and endorse the varied train […]
  542. p. 410, line 23That all these solid things are indeed but apparitions, concepts, non-realities.)
  543. p. 411, line 6Is the odor exhaled? Are the colors, vitalities, dead?
  544. p. 411, line 13The pomp and hurried contest-glare and rush are done;
  545. p. 413, line 41[…] in points of quality and limitlessness of number are easily admitted. But we have, too, the eligibility of organizing […]
  546. p. 421, line 11GRAND is the seen, the light, to me—grand are the sky and stars,
  547. p. 421, line 12Grand is the earth, and grand are lasting time and space,
  548. p. 426, line 15[…] calculating that decision, William O'Connor and Dr. Bucke are far more peremptory than I am. Behind all else that […]
  549. p. 428, line 18[…] purposes, new poetic messages, new forms and expressions, are inevitable […]
  550. p. 428, line 27[…] is. Like Religion, Love, Nature, while those terms are indispensable, and we all give a sufficiently accurate meaning to […]
  551. p. 428, line 34[…] do its poems. They grow of circumstances, and are evolutionary. The actual living light is always curiously from elsewhere […]
  552. p. 428, line 37[…] is lunar and relative at the best. There are, I know, certain controling themes that seem endlessly appropriated to […]
  553. p. 429, line 17[…] American, seething multitudes around us, of which we are inseparable parts! Think, in comparison, of the petty environage and […]
  554. p. 430, line 10[…] of to-day; and that such illustration and ensemble are the chief demands of America's prospective imaginative literature. Not to […]
  555. p. 430, line 35[…] greater through what they prelude and necessitate, and are to be in future)—to conform with and build on […]
  556. p. 431, line 8[…] man's or woman's individuality, Old World or New, are from them—and though if I were ask'd to name […]
  557. p. 431, line 16[…] States, or essentially applicable to them as they are and are to be? Is there one whose underlying basis is not […]
  558. p. 431, line 20[…] history, that our chief religious and poetical works are not our own, nor adapted to our light, but have […]
  559. p. 431, line 37[…] all times, irrespective of date; and that they are of incalculable value as pictures of the past. I willingly […]
  560. p. 432, line 4[…] verdict and conclusions as illustrated in its pages are arrived at through the temper and inculcation of the old […]
  561. p. 433, line 37[…] the Present both the Past and the Future are main considerations […]
  562. p. 435, line 21[…] jeopardized by powerful personalities, that its first instincts are fain to clip, conform, bring in stragglers, and reduce everything […]
  563. p. 435, line 26[…] of fully develop'd and enclosing individuals. Welcome as are equality's and fraternity's doctrines and popular education, a certain liability […]
  564. p. 435, line 35[…] quite different. The new influences, upon the whole, are surely preparing the way for grander individualities than ever. To-day […]
  565. p. 435, line 39[…] but the elements of courageous and lofty manhood are unchanged […]
  566. p. 436, line 2[…] was to show that we, here and to-day, are eligible to the grandest and the best—more eligible now […]
  567. p. 436, line 9[…] or partiality whatever. Henceforth, if they live and are read, it must be just as much South as North […]
  568. p. 436, line 15[…] do not usually go along with those words are behind all, and will duly emerge; and all are sought to be lifted into a different light and atmosphere […]
  569. p. 436, line 28[…] allude to, and the spirit in which they are spoken, permeate all " Leaves of Grass," and the work must […]
  570. p. 436, line 31Universal as are certain facts and symptoms of communities or individuals all times […]
  571. p. 437, line 30[…] threads of all the poetry of the past—are in my opinion distasteful to the republican genius, and offer […]