Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

The lines with “hear”

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  1. p. 15, line 20We make trial of ourselves and invite men and women to hear,
  2. p. 17, line 1I HEAR America singing, the varied carols I hear,
  3. p. 24, line 4I have paus'd to hear him near at hand inflating his throat and joyfully singing.
  4. p. 28, line 20Hear the loud echoes of my songs there—read the hints come at last.
  5. p. 51, line 2To accrue what I hear into this song, to let sounds contribute toward it.
  6. p. 51, line 3I hear bravuras of birds, bustle of growing wheat, gossip of flames, clack of sticks cooking my meals,
  7. p. 51, line 4I hear the sound I love, the sound of the human voice,
  8. p. 51, line 5I hear all sounds running together, combined, fused or following,
  9. p. 51, line 15I hear the violoncello, ('tis the young man's heart's complaint,)
  10. p. 51, line 16I hear the key'd cornet, it glides quickly in through my ears,
  11. p. 51, line 18I hear the chorus, it is a grand opera,
  12. p. 51, line 22I hear the train'd soprano (what work with hers is this?)
  13. p. 60, line 28I take part, I see and hear the whole,
  14. p. 62, line 7Would you hear of an old-time sea-fight?
  15. p. 62, line 25Now I laugh content, for I hear the voice of my little captain,
  16. p. 74, line 9You are also asking me questions and I hear you,
  17. p. 76, line 18I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least,
  18. p. 77, line 11I hear you whispering there O stars of heaven,
  19. p. 95, line 14Behold me where I pass, hear my voice, approach,
  20. p. 107, line 1I HEAR it was charged against me that I sought to destroy institutions,
  21. p. 107, line 20But when I hear of the brotherhood of lovers, how it was with them,
  22. p. 113, line 1What do you hear Walt Whitman?
  23. p. 113, line 2I hear the workman singing and the farmer's wife singing,
  24. p. 113, line 3I hear in the distance the sounds of children and of animals early in the day,
  25. p. 113, line 4I hear emulous shouts of Australians pursuing the wild horse,
  26. p. 113, line 5I hear the Spanish dance with castanets in the chestnut shade, to the rebeck and guitar,
  27. p. 113, line 6I hear continual echoes from the Thames,
  28. p. 113, line 7I hear fierce French liberty songs,
  29. p. 113, line 8I hear of the Italian boat-sculler the musical recitative of old poems,
  30. p. 113, line 9I hear the locusts in Syria as they strike the grain and grass with the showers of their terrible clouds,
  31. p. 113, line 10I hear the Coptic refrain toward sundown, pensively falling on the breast of the black venerable vast mother the Nile,
  32. p. 113, line 11I hear the chirp of the Mexican muleteer, and the bells of the mule,
  33. p. 113, line 12I hear the Arab muezzin calling from the top of the mosque,
  34. p. 113, line 13I hear the Christian priests at the altars of their churches, I hear the responsive base and soprano,
  35. p. 113, line 14I hear the cry of the Cossack, and the sailor's voice putting to sea at Okotsk,
  36. p. 113, line 15I hear the wheeze of the slave-coffle as the slaves march on, as the husky gangs pass on by twos and threes, fasten'd together with wrist-chains and ankle-chains,
  37. p. 113, line 16I hear the Hebrew reading his records and psalms,
  38. p. 113, line 17I hear the rhythmic myths of the Greeks, and the strong legends of the Romans,
  39. p. 113, line 18I hear the tale of the divine life and bloody death of the beautiful God the Christ,
  40. p. 113, line 19I hear the Hindoo teaching his favorite pupil the loves, wars, adages, transmitted safely to this day from poets who wrote three thousand years ago.
  41. p. 128, line 9No husband, no wife, no friend, trusted to hear the confession,
  42. p. 135, line 14(It is vain to skulk—do you hear that mocking and laughter? do you hear the ironical echoes?)
  43. p. 142, line 20To hear the hiss of steam, the merry shriek, the steam-whistle, the laughing locomotive!
  44. p. 143, line 7I hear the alarm at dead of night,
  45. p. 143, line 8I hear bells, shouts! I pass the crowd, I run!
  46. p. 143, line 17To hear the birds sing once more,
  47. p. 145, line 7To go to battle—to hear the bugles play and the drums beat!
  48. p. 145, line 8To hear the crash of artillery—to see the glittering of the bayonets and musket-barrels in the sun!
  49. p. 145, line 14I hear the cry again sent down from the mast-head, There—she blows!
  50. p. 158, line 21She comes! I hear the rustling of her gown,
  51. p. 177, line 4I speak not, yet if you hear me not of what avail am I to you?
  52. p. 185, line 27Soon I hear you coming warbling, soon you rise and tramp amid us,
  53. p. 186, line 6Far, far off the daybreak call—hark! how loud and clear I hear it wind,
  54. p. 189, line 6O I hear already the bustle of instruments, they will soon be drowning all that would interrupt them,
  55. p. 215, line 15I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men at anguish with themselves, remorseful after deeds done,
  56. p. 216, line 3See, hear, and am silent.
  57. p. 224, line 27I hear it—it talks to me—O it is wonderful!
  58. p. 225, line 10I hear and see not strips of cloth alone,
  59. p. 225, line 11I hear the tramp of armies, I hear the challenging sentry,
  60. p. 225, line 12I hear the jubilant shouts of millions of men, I hear Liberty!
  61. p. 225, line 13I hear the drums beat and the trumpets blowing,
  62. p. 227, line 19I hear from above O pennant of war your ironical call and demand,
  63. p. 230, line 22As to you Rebellious, (I seemed to hear her say,) why strive against me, and why seek my life?
  64. p. 231, line 23Do you hear the officers giving their orders?
  65. p. 231, line 24Do you hear the clank of the muskets?
  66. p. 232, line 2Only hear that approval of hands! hear what a clapping!
  67. p. 239, line 21Then hear outside the orders given, Fall in, my men, fall in;
  68. p. 246, line 10And I hear the sound of coming full-key'd bugles,
  69. p. 246, line 13I hear the great drums pounding,
  70. p. 248, line 5And through the stillness, through the dark, I hear, just hear, the breath of my infant,
  71. p. 248, line 8The skirmishers begin, they crawl cautiously ahead, I hear the irregular snap! snap!
  72. p. 248, line 9I hear the sounds of the different missiles, the short t-h-t! t-h-t! of the rifle-balls,
  73. p. 248, line 10I see the shells exploding leaving small white clouds, I hear the great shells shrieking as they pass,
  74. p. 248, line 16Elsewhere I hear the cry of a regiment charging, (the young colonel leads himself this time with brandish'd sword,)
  75. p. 249, line 3With the patter of small arms, the warning s-s-t of the rifles, (these in my vision I hear or see,)
  76. p. 257, line 25O singer bashful and tender, I hear your notes, I hear your call,
  77. p. 257, line 26I hear, I come presently, I understand you,
  78. p. 259, line 11You only I hear—yet the star holds me, (but will soon depart,)
  79. p. 262, line 23The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
  80. p. 262, line 29O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
  81. p. 298, line 13We hear the bawling and din, we are reach'd at by divisions, jealousies, recriminations on every side,
  82. p. 303, line 10I stand apart to hear—it never tires me.
  83. p. 304, line 17I lie abstracted and hear beautiful tales of things and the reasons of things,
  84. p. 304, line 19I cannot say to any person what I hear—I cannot say it to myself—it is very wonderful.
  85. p. 311, line 13I see and hear old harpers with their harps at Welsh festivals,
  86. p. 311, line 14I hear the minnesingers singing their lays of love,
  87. p. 311, line 15I hear the minstrels, gleemen, troubadours, of the middle ages.
  88. p. 313, line 9Sister of loftiest gods, Alboni's self I hear.)
  89. p. 313, line 10I hear those odes, symphonies, operas,
  90. p. 313, line 11I hear in the William Tell the music of an arous'd and angry people,
  91. p. 313, line 12I hear Meyerbeer's Huguenots, the Prophet, or Robert,
  92. p. 313, line 14I hear the dance-music of all nations,
  93. p. 313, line 18I hear the sound of the Hebrew lyre,
  94. p. 313, line 20I hear dervishes monotonously chanting, interspers'd with frantic shouts, as they spin around turning always towards Mecca,
  95. p. 313, line 23I hear them clapping their hands as they bend their bodies,
  96. p. 313, line 24I hear the metrical shuffling of their feet.
  97. p. 313, line 28I hear from the Mussulman mosque the muezzin calling,
  98. p. 314, line 1I hear the Egyptian harp of many strings,
  99. p. 314, line 8To organs huge and bands I hear as from vast concourses of voices,
  100. p. 314, line 20I hear the annual singing of the children in St. Paul's cathedral,
  101. p. 317, line 4I hear the locomotives rushing and roaring, and the shrill steam-whistle,
  102. p. 317, line 5I hear the echoes reverberate through the grandest scenery in the world,
  103. p. 321, line 17Whose air I breathe, whose ripples hear, lave me all over,
  104. p. 325, line 11And anthems in new tongues I hear saluting me.
  105. p. 327, line 14I hear the heart-beat, I follow, I fade away.
  106. p. 328, line 16I look where the ship helplessly heads end on, I hear the burst as she strikes, I hear the howls of dismay, they grow fainter and fainter.
  107. p. 338, line 16WHISPERS of heavenly death murmur'd I hear,
  108. p. 341, line 10Earth to a chamber of mourning turns—I hear the o'erweening, mocking voice,
  109. p. 341, line 17I approach, hear, behold, the sad mouth, the look out of the eyes, your mute inquiry,
  110. p. 343, line 1THAT music always round me, unceasing, unbeginning, yet long untaught I did not hear,
  111. p. 343, line 2But now the chorus I hear and am elated,
  112. p. 343, line 3A tenor, strong, ascending with power and health, with glad notes of daybreak I hear,
  113. p. 343, line 7I hear not the volumes of sound merely, I am moved by the exquisite meanings,
  114. p. 352, line 6Hear me illustrious!
  115. p. 352, line 12Though answering not in words, the skies, trees, hear his voice—and thou O sun,
  116. p. 353, line 21Snakes nest in that mouth, I hear the sibilant threat.
  117. p. 354, line 25I hear victorious drums.
  118. p. 356, line 8I hear thee trumpeter, listening alert I catch thy notes,
  119. p. 357, line 5I hear the shouts, the sounds of blows and smiting steel;
  120. p. 357, line 24I see the grime-faced cannoneers, I mark the rosy flash amid the smoke, I hear the cracking of the guns;
  121. p. 357, line 26The deeds of ruthless brigands, rapine, murder—I hear the cries for help!
  122. p. 369, line 7Around me I hear that eclat of the world, politics, produce,
  123. p. 369, line 12And hear the indorsement of all, and do not object to it.
  124. p. 374, line 27Illustrious whatever I see or hear or touch, to the last.
  125. p. 401, line 8I hear the slapping waves, the restless keel, the rocking in the sand,
  126. p. 416, line 9Again I see the stalwart ranks on-filing, rising—I hear the rhythmic tramp of the armies;)