Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

The lines with “O”

O 578 Back to O

  1. p. 10, line 21Then falter not O book, fulfil your destiny,
  2. p. 11, line 18(A war O soldiers not for itself alone,
  3. p. 16, line 12Me wherever my life is lived, O to be self-balanced for contingencies,
  4. p. 17, line 18I leave in him revolt, (O latent right of insurrection! O quenchless, indispensable fire!)
  5. p. 20, line 15Now if eligible O that the great masters might return and study me.
  6. p. 23, line 23O such themes—equalities! O divine average!
  7. p. 26, line 19O all and each well-loved by me! my intrepid nations! O I at any rate include you all with perfect love!
  8. p. 26, line 21O death! O for all that, I am yet of you unseen this hour with irrepressible love,
  9. p. 28, line 21O camerado close! O you and me at last, and us two only.
  10. p. 29, line 1O a word to clear one's path ahead endlessly!
  11. p. 29, line 2O something ecstatic and undemonstrable! O music wild!
  12. p. 29, line 3O now I triumph—and you shall also;
  13. p. 29, line 4O hand in hand—O wholesome pleasure—O one more desirer and lover!
  14. p. 29, line 5O to haste firm holding—to haste, haste on with me.
  15. p. 33, line 23O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues,
  16. p. 46, line 4Smile O voluptuous cool-breath'd earth!
  17. p. 46, line 13O unspeakable passionate love.
  18. p. 50, line 11We found our own O my soul in the calm and cool of the day-break.
  19. p. 50, line 18Do you not know O speech how the buds beneath you are folded?
  20. p. 66, line 21O despairer, here is my neck,
  21. p. 72, line 12O span of youth! ever-push'd elasticity!
  22. p. 72, line 13O manhood, balanced, florid and full.
  23. p. 72, line 22Old age superbly rising! O welcome, ineffable grace of dying days!
  24. p. 77, line 11I hear you whispering there O stars of heaven,
  25. p. 77, line 12O suns—O grass of graves—O perpetual transfers and promotions,
  26. p. 78, line 2Do you see O my brothers and sisters?
  27. p. 79, line 25Singing the bedfellow's song, (O resistless yearning!
  28. p. 79, line 26O for any and each the body correlative attracting!
  29. p. 80, line 1O for you whoever you are your correlative body! O it, more than all else, you delighting!)
  30. p. 80, line 19I love you, O you entirely possess me,
  31. p. 80, line 20O that you and I escape from the rest and go utterly off, free and lawless,
  32. p. 80, line 24(O I willingly stake all for you,
  33. p. 80, line 25O let me be lost if it must be so!
  34. p. 80, line 26O you and I! what is it to us what the rest do or think?
  35. p. 81, line 11(Yet a moment O tender waiter, and I return,)
  36. p. 86, line 21O my body! I dare not desert the likes of you in other men and women, nor the likes of the parts of you,
  37. p. 88, line 4O I say these are not the parts and poems of the body only, but of the soul,
  38. p. 88, line 5O I say now these are the soul!
  39. p. 91, line 12ONE hour to madness and joy! O furious! O confine me not!
  40. p. 91, line 15O to drink the mystic deliria deeper than any other man!
  41. p. 91, line 16O savage and tender achings! (I bequeath them to you my children,
  42. p. 91, line 17I tell them to you, for reasons, O bridegroom and bride.)
  43. p. 91, line 18O to be yielded to you whoever you are, and you to be yielded to me in defiance of the world!
  44. p. 91, line 19O to return to Paradise! O bashful and feminine!
  45. p. 91, line 20O to draw you to me, to plant on you for the first time the lips of a determin'd man.
  46. p. 91, line 21O the puzzle, the thrice-tied knot, the deep and dark pool, all untied and illumin'd!
  47. p. 91, line 22O to speed where there is space enough and air enough at last!
  48. p. 92, line 3O something unprov'd! something in a trance!
  49. p. 93, line 20O HYMEN! O hymenee! why do you tantalize me thus?
  50. p. 93, line 21O why sting me for a swift moment only?
  51. p. 93, line 22Why can you not continue? O why do you now cease?
  52. p. 94, line 10O you shunn'd persons, I at least do not shun you,
  53. p. 96, line 13Perennial roots, tall leaves, O the winter shall not freeze you delicate leaves,
  54. p. 96, line 15O I do not know whether many passing by will discover you or inhale your faint odor, but I believe a few will;
  55. p. 96, line 16O slender leaves! O blossoms of my blood! I permit you to tell in your own way of the heart that is under you,
  56. p. 96, line 17O I do not know what you mean there underneath yourselves, you are not happiness,
  57. p. 96, line 21O I think it is not for life I am chanting here my chant of lovers, I think it must be for death,
  58. p. 96, line 25Indeed O death, I think now these leaves mean precisely the same as you mean,
  59. p. 97, line 9Give me your tone therefore O death, that I may accord with it,
  60. p. 99, line 10For you these from me, O Democracy, to serve you ma femme!
  61. p. 100, line 4(O here I last saw him that tenderly loves me, and returns again never to separate from me,
  62. p. 100, line 5And this, O this shall henceforth be the token of comrades, this calamus-root shall,
  63. p. 100, line 29Not in any or all of them O adhesiveness! O pulse of my life!
  64. p. 103, line 4And when I thought how my dear friend my lover was on his way coming, O then I was happy,
  65. p. 103, line 5O then each breath tasted sweeter, and all that day my food nourish'd me more, and the beautiful day pass'd well,
  66. p. 103, line 20Have you no thought O dreamer that it may be all maya, illusion?
  67. p. 104, line 3Breezes of land and love set from living shores to you on the living sea, to you O sailors!
  68. p. 104, line 13Not these, O none of these more than the flames of me, consuming, burning for his love whom I love,
  69. p. 104, line 14O none more than I hurrying in and out;
  70. p. 104, line 15Does the tide hurry, seeking something, and never give up? O I the same,
  71. p. 104, line 16O nor down-balls nor perfumes, nor the high rain-emitting clouds, are borne through the open air,
  72. p. 104, line 18Wafted in all directions O love, for friendship, for you.
  73. p. 104, line 20O drops of me! trickle, slow drops,
  74. p. 105, line 11Not those, but as I pass O Manhattan, your frequent and swift flash of eyes offering me love,
  75. p. 106, line 24O I know we should be brethren and lovers,
  76. p. 111, line 1FAST-ANCHOR'D eternal O love! O woman I love!
  77. p. 111, line 2O bride! O wife! more resistless than I can tell, the thought of you!
  78. p. 111, line 5I ascend, I float in the regions of your love O man,
  79. p. 111, line 6O sharer of my roving life.
  80. p. 111, line 14O YOU whom I often and silently come where you are that I may be with you,
  81. p. 111, line 21O I never doubt whether that is really me.
  82. p. 112, line 7O TAKE my hand Walt Whitman!
  83. p. 122, line 12O highway I travel, do you say to me Do not leave me?
  84. p. 122, line 15O public road, I say back I am not afraid to leave you, yet I love you,
  85. p. 125, line 20From your formules, O bat-eyed and materialistic priests.
  86. 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,
  87. p. 142, line 10O TO make the most jubilant song!
  88. p. 142, line 13O for the voices of animals—O for the swiftness and balance of fishes!
  89. p. 142, line 14O for the dropping of raindrops in a song!
  90. p. 142, line 15O for the sunshine and motion of waves in a song!
  91. p. 142, line 16O the joy of my spirit—it is uncaged—it darts like lightning!
  92. p. 142, line 19O the engineer's joys! to go with a locomotive!
  93. p. 143, line 1O the gleesome saunter over fields and hillsides!
  94. p. 143, line 4O the horseman's and horsewoman's joys!
  95. p. 143, line 6O the fireman's joys!
  96. p. 143, line 10O the joy of the strong-brawn'd fighter, towering in the arena in perfect condition, conscious of power, thirsting to meet his opponent.
  97. p. 143, line 11O the joy of that vast elemental sympathy which only the human soul is capable of generating and emitting in steady and limitless floods.
  98. p. 143, line 12O the mother's joys!
  99. p. 143, line 14O the joy of increase, growth, recuperation,
  100. p. 143, line 16O to go back to the place where I was born,
  101. p. 143, line 20O to have been brought up on bays, lagoons, creeks, or along the coast,
  102. p. 144, line 6O the sweetness of the Fifth-month morning upon the water as I row just before sunrise toward the buoys,
  103. p. 144, line 16O boating on the rivers,
  104. p. 144, line 20(O something pernicious and dread!
  105. p. 145, line 1O to work in mines, or forging iron,
  106. p. 145, line 4O to resume the joys of the soldier!
  107. p. 145, line 12O the whaleman's joys! O I cruise my old cruise again!
  108. p. 145, line 19O swift again far out in the ocean the wounded whale, settling, running to windward, tows me,
  109. p. 145, line 25O the old manhood of me, my noblest joy of all!
  110. p. 145, line 28O ripen'd joy of womanhood! O happiness at last!
  111. p. 146, line 5O the orator's joys!
  112. p. 146, line 9O the joy of my soul leaning pois'd on itself, receiving identity through materials and loving them, observing characters and absorbing them,
  113. p. 146, line 15O the farmer's joys!
  114. p. 146, line 21O to bathe in the swimming-bath, or in a good place along shore,
  115. p. 146, line 23O to realize space!
  116. p. 146, line 26O the joy of a manly self-hood!
  117. p. 147, line 10Yet O my soul supreme!
  118. p. 147, line 17Joys all thine own undying one, joys worthy thee O soul.
  119. p. 147, line 18O while I live to be the ruler of life, not a slave,
  120. p. 147, line 28O to attract by more than attraction!
  121. p. 148, line 1O to struggle against great odds, to meet enemies undaunted!
  122. p. 148, line 6O to sail to sea in a ship!
  123. p. 148, line 9To leave you O you solid motionless land, and entering a ship,
  124. p. 148, line 11O to have life henceforth a poem of new joys!
  125. p. 154, line 27(Mind you O foreign kings, O priests, the crop shall never run out.)
  126. p. 160, line 3Fear not O Muse! truly new ways and days receive, surround you,
  127. p. 164, line 21All thine O sacred Union!
  128. p. 165, line 11Now here and these and hence in peace, all thine O Flag!
  129. p. 165, line 12And here and hence for thee, O universal Muse! and thou for them!
  130. p. 165, line 13And here and hence O Union, all the work and workmen thine!
  131. p. 166, line 2Farewell O earth and sky, farewell ye neighboring waters,
  132. p. 166, line 23O the great patient rugged joys, my soul's strong joys unreck'd by man,
  133. p. 182, line 11O the blest eyes, the happy hearts,
  134. p. 182, line 29Give me O God to sing that thought,
  135. p. 183, line 8Pioneers! O pioneers!
  136. p. 183, line 12Pioneers! O pioneers!
  137. p. 183, line 13O you youths, Western youths,
  138. p. 183, line 16Pioneers! O pioneers!
  139. p. 183, line 20Pioneers! O pioneers!
  140. p. 183, line 24Pioneers! O pioneers!
  141. p. 183, line 28Pioneers! O pioneers!
  142. p. 183, line 32Pioneers! O pioneers!
  143. p. 184, line 4Pioneers! O pioneers!
  144. p. 184, line 8Pioneers! O pioneers!
  145. p. 184, line 9O resistless restless race!
  146. p. 184, line 10O beloved race in all! O my breast aches with tender love for all!
  147. p. 184, line 11O I mourn and yet exult, I am rapt with love for all,
  148. p. 184, line 12Pioneers! O pioneers!
  149. p. 184, line 16Pioneers! O pioneers!
  150. p. 184, line 20Pioneers! O pioneers!
  151. p. 184, line 24Pioneers! O pioneers!
  152. p. 184, line 25O to die advancing on!
  153. p. 184, line 28Pioneers! O pioneers!
  154. p. 184, line 32Pioneers! O pioneers!
  155. p. 185, line 4Pioneers! O pioneers!
  156. p. 185, line 8Pioneers! O pioneers!
  157. p. 185, line 12Pioneers! O pioneers!
  158. p. 185, line 16Pioneers! O pioneers!
  159. p. 185, line 20Pioneers! O pioneers!
  160. p. 185, line 21O you daughters of the West!
  161. p. 185, line 22O you young and elder daughters! O you mothers and you wives!
  162. p. 185, line 24Pioneers! O pioneers!
  163. p. 185, line 28Pioneers! O pioneers!
  164. p. 185, line 32Pioneers! O pioneers!
  165. p. 185, line 36Pioneers! O pioneers!
  166. p. 186, line 4Pioneers! O pioneers!
  167. p. 186, line 8Pioneers! O pioneers!
  168. p. 186, line 17O I have been dilatory and dumb,
  169. p. 187, line 5O I could sing such grandeurs and glories about you!
  170. p. 188, line 18O Liberty! O mate for me!
  171. p. 189, line 6O I hear already the bustle of instruments, they will soon be drowning all that would interrupt them,
  172. p. 189, line 7O I think the east wind brings a triumphal and free march,
  173. p. 190, line 15O I see life is not short, but immeasurably long,
  174. p. 191, line 16Your chants, O year all mottled with evil and good—year of forebodings!
  175. p. 192, line 11O but it is not the years—it is I, it is You,
  176. p. 198, line 29It is lagging—O I think it is heavy with love, with love.
  177. p. 198, line 30O madly the sea pushes upon the land,
  178. p. 198, line 32O night! do I not see my love fluttering out among the breakers?
  179. p. 199, line 6O it is the shape, the shape of my mate!
  180. p. 199, line 7O moon do not keep her from me any longer.
  181. p. 199, line 8Land! land! O land!
  182. p. 199, line 9Whichever way I turn, O I think you could give me my mate back again if you only would,
  183. p. 199, line 11O rising stars!
  184. p. 199, line 13O throat! O trembling throat!
  185. p. 199, line 21O under that moon where she droops almost down into the sea!
  186. p. 199, line 22O reckless despairing carols.
  187. p. 200, line 3O darkness! O in vain!
  188. p. 200, line 4O I am very sick and sorrowful.
  189. p. 200, line 5O brown halo in the sky near the moon, drooping upon the sea!
  190. p. 200, line 6O troubled reflection in the sea!
  191. p. 200, line 7O throat! O throbbing heart!
  192. p. 200, line 9O past! O happy life! O songs of joy!
  193. p. 201, line 1O you singer solitary, singing by yourself, projecting me,
  194. p. 201, line 2O solitary me listening, never more shall I cease perpetuating you,
  195. p. 201, line 9O give me the clew! (it lurks in the night here somewhere,)
  196. p. 201, line 10O if I am to have so much, let me have more!
  197. p. 202, line 25O baffled, balk'd, bent to the very earth,
  198. p. 204, line 18O who is that ghost? that form in the dark, with tears?
  199. p. 204, line 21O storm, embodied, rising, careering with swift steps along the beach!
  200. p. 204, line 22O wild and dismal night storm, with wind—O belching and desperate!
  201. p. 204, line 23O shade so sedate and decorous by day, with calm countenance and regulated pace,
  202. p. 204, line 24But away at night as you fly, none looking—O then the unloosen'd ocean,
  203. p. 205, line 18An ocean-bell—O a warning bell, rock'd by the waves.
  204. p. 205, line 19O you give good notice indeed, you bell by the sea-reefs ringing,
  205. p. 205, line 21For as on the alert O steersman, you mind the loud admonition,
  206. p. 205, line 24But O the ship, the immortal ship! O ship aboard the ship!
  207. p. 208, line 13Flaunt out O sea your separate flags of nations!
  208. p. 211, line 15O hope and faith!
  209. p. 211, line 16O aching close of exiled patriots' lives!
  210. p. 211, line 17O many a sicken'd heart!
  211. p. 212, line 17They live in other young men O kings!
  212. p. 213, line 20O Death, (for Life has served its turn,)
  213. p. 213, line 24(To break the stagnant tie—thee, thee to free, O soul,)
  214. p. 215, line 1O ME! O life! of the questions of these recurring,
  215. p. 215, line 7The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
  216. p. 219, line 2What a filthy Presidentiad! (O South, your torrid suns! O North, your arctic freezings!)
  217. p. 219, line 7FIRST O songs for a prelude,
  218. p. 219, line 11(O superb! O Manhattan, my own, my peerless!
  219. p. 219, line 12O strongest you in the hour of danger, in crisis! O truer than steel!)
  220. p. 221, line 3Mannahatta a-march—and it's O to sing it well!
  221. p. 221, line 4It's O for a manly life in the camp.
  222. p. 221, line 19Your masculine voice O year, as rising amid the great cities,
  223. p. 222, line 24So strong you thump O terrible drums—so loud you bugles blow.
  224. p. 223, line 9O A new song, a free song,
  225. p. 224, line 25O father it is alive—it is full of people—it has children,
  226. p. 224, line 26O now it seems to me it is talking to its children,
  227. p. 224, line 27I hear it—it talks to me—O it is wonderful!
  228. p. 224, line 28O it stretches—it spreads and runs so fast—O my father,
  229. p. 225, line 5Speak to the child O bard out of Manhattan,
  230. p. 226, line 14The forty millions of people,—O bard! in life and death supreme,
  231. p. 226, line 18O my father I like not the houses,
  232. p. 226, line 20But to mount up there I would like, O father dear, that banner I like,
  233. p. 226, line 26Forward to stand in front of wars—and O, such wars!—what have you to do with them?
  234. p. 227, line 19I hear from above O pennant of war your ironical call and demand,
  235. p. 227, line 20Insensate! insensate! (yet I at any rate chant you,) O banner!
  236. p. 227, line 24O banner, not money so precious are you, not farm produce you, nor the material good nutriment,
  237. p. 228, line 7O you up there! O pennant! where you undulate like a snake hissing so curious,
  238. p. 228, line 9So loved—O you banner leading the day with stars brought from the night!
  239. p. 228, line 10Valueless, object of eyes, over all and demanding all—(absolute owner of all)—O banner and pennant!
  240. p. 228, line 12I see but you, O warlike pennant! O banner so broad, with stripes, I sing you only,
  241. p. 228, line 14RISE O days from your fathomless deeps, till you loftier, fiercer sweep,
  242. p. 229, line 1Saw from below what arose and mounted, (O superb! O wild as my heart, and powerful!)
  243. p. 229, line 7'Twas well, O soul—'twas a good preparation you gave me,
  244. p. 229, line 25And do you rise higher than ever yet O days, O cities!
  245. p. 229, line 26Crash heavier, heavier yet O storms! you have done me good,
  246. p. 230, line 26(O the black ships! O the fierce ships!
  247. p. 230, line 27O the beautiful sharp-bow'd steam-ships and sail-ships!)
  248. p. 231, line 7Spring up O city—not for peace alone, but be indeed yourself, warlike!
  249. p. 231, line 8Fear not—submit to no models but your own O city!
  250. p. 231, line 14War, red war is my song through your streets, O city!
  251. p. 233, line 15But O from the hills how the cannon were thinning and thinning them!
  252. p. 236, line 14While wind in procession thoughts, O tender and wondrous thoughts,
  253. p. 237, line 9O this is not our son's writing, yet his name is sign'd,
  254. p. 237, line 10O a strange hand writes for our dear son, O stricken mother's soul!
  255. p. 237, line 28O that she might withdraw unnoticed, silent from life escape and withdraw,
  256. p. 238, line 4One touch of your hand to mine O boy, reach'd up as you lay on the ground,
  257. p. 239, line 16The crowd, O the crowd of the bloody forms, the yard outside also fill'd,
  258. p. 242, line 6O maidens and young men I love and that love me,
  259. p. 243, line 7(Come sweet death! be persuaded O beautiful death!
  260. p. 244, line 19Give me solitude, give me Nature, give me again O Nature your primal sanities!
  261. p. 245, line 1Day upon day and year upon year O city, walking your streets,
  262. p. 245, line 4(O I see what I sought to escape, confronting, reversing my cries,
  263. p. 245, line 7Keep your woods O Nature, and the quiet places by the woods,
  264. p. 245, line 18O such for me! O an intense life, full to repletion and varied!
  265. p. 246, line 29O strong dead-march you please me!
  266. p. 246, line 30O moon immense with your silvery face you soothe me!
  267. p. 246, line 31O my soldiers twain! O my veterans passing to burial!
  268. p. 246, line 35And my heart, O my soldiers, my veterans,
  269. p. 247, line 19I, ecstatic, O partners! O lands! with the love of lovers tie you.
  270. p. 250, line 11O TAN-FACED prairie-boy,
  271. p. 251, line 10O the bullet could never kill what you really are, dear friend,
  272. p. 251, line 14Nor the bayonet stab O friend.
  273. p. 252, line 21(The world O Libertad, that vainly conspired against thee,)
  274. p. 253, line 19ADIEU O soldier,
  275. p. 254, line 7TURN O Libertad, for the war is over,
  276. p. 254, line 16Then turn, and be not alarm'd O Libertad—turn your undying face,
  277. p. 255, line 13O powerful western fallen star!
  278. p. 255, line 14O shades of night—O moody, tearful night!
  279. p. 255, line 15O great star disappear'd—O the black murk that hides the star!
  280. p. 255, line 16O cruel hands that hold me powerless—O helpless soul of me!
  281. p. 255, line 17O harsh surrounding cloud that will not free my soul.
  282. p. 257, line 6For fresh as the morning, thus would I chant a song for you O sane and sacred death.
  283. p. 257, line 8O death, I cover you over with roses and early lilies,
  284. p. 257, line 12For you and the coffins all of you O death.)
  285. p. 257, line 13O western orb sailing the heaven,
  286. p. 257, line 25O singer bashful and tender, I hear your notes, I hear your call,
  287. p. 258, line 1O how shall I warble myself for the dead one there I loved?
  288. p. 258, line 8O what shall I hang on the chamber walls?
  289. p. 259, line 9O liquid and free and tender!
  290. p. 259, line 10O wild and loose to my soul—O wondrous singer!
  291. p. 260, line 29Laved in the flood of thy bliss O death.
  292. p. 261, line 3And the soul turning to thee O vast and well-veil'd death,
  293. p. 261, line 8I float this carol with joy, with joy to thee O death.
  294. p. 262, line 11O comrade lustrous with silver face in the night.
  295. p. 262, line 21O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
  296. p. 262, line 25But O heart! heart! heart!
  297. p. 262, line 26O the bleeding drops of red,
  298. p. 262, line 29O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
  299. p. 263, line 11Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
  300. p. 264, line 22(O Mother—O Sisters dear!
  301. p. 265, line 13(With pangs and cries as thine own O bearer of many children,
  302. p. 265, line 15O lands, would you be freer than all that has ever been before?
  303. p. 268, line 18Others adorn the past, but you O days of the present, I adorn you,
  304. p. 268, line 19O days of the future I believe in you—I isolate myself for your sake,
  305. p. 268, line 20O America because you build for mankind I build for you,
  306. p. 268, line 21O well-beloved stone-cutters, I lead them who plan with decision and science,
  307. p. 270, line 10That, O my brethren, that is the mission of poets.
  308. p. 270, line 17I sing you over all, flying beckoning through the fight—O the hard-contested fight!
  309. p. 273, line 18(Say O Mother, have I not to your thought been faithful?
  310. p. 274, line 14O I see flashing that this America is only you and me,
  311. p. 276, line 8O my rapt verse, my call, mock me not!
  312. p. 276, line 15To cheer O Mother your boundless expectant soul.
  313. p. 277, line 24O little shells, so curious-convolute, so limpid-cold and voiceless,
  314. p. 278, line 5Now I awhile retire to thee O soil of autumn fields,
  315. p. 278, line 9O earth that hast no voice, confide to me a voice,
  316. p. 278, line 10O harvest of my lands—O boundless summer growths,
  317. p. 278, line 11O lavish brown parturient earth—O infinite teeming womb,
  318. p. 279, line 23For an army heaves in sight, O another gathering army,
  319. p. 279, line 24Swarming, trailing on the rear, O you dread accruing army,
  320. p. 279, line 25O you regiments so piteous, with your mortal diarrhoea, with your fever,
  321. p. 279, line 26O my land's maim'd darlings, with the plenteous bloody bandage and the crutch,
  322. p. 280, line 25Exult O lands! victorious lands!
  323. p. 281, line 1Loud O my throat, and clear O soul!
  324. p. 282, line 1Beneath thy look O Maternal,
  325. p. 282, line 4Yet but for thee O Powerful, not a scythe might swing as now in security,
  326. p. 284, line 16O you need not sit there veil'd in your old white hair so dishevel'd,
  327. p. 285, line 20O how can it be that the ground itself does not sicken?
  328. p. 288, line 24O I know that those men and women were not for nothing, any more than we are for nothing,
  329. p. 292, line 1O sight of pity, shame and dole!
  330. p. 292, line 2O fearful thought—a convict soul.
  331. p. 292, line 18Cries, help! O help! and wrings her hands,
  332. p. 292, line 22O heart-sick days! O nights of woe!
  333. p. 293, line 22O sight of pity, shame and dole!
  334. p. 293, line 23O fearful thought—a convict soul.
  335. p. 293, line 25Sort me O tongue and lips for Nature's sake, souvenirs of earliest summer,
  336. p. 294, line 13O if one could but fly like a bird!
  337. p. 294, line 14O to escape, to sail forth as in a ship!
  338. p. 294, line 15To glide with thee O soul, o'er all, in all, as a ship o'er the waters;
  339. p. 294, line 22WHAT may we chant, O thou within this tomb?
  340. p. 294, line 23What tablets, outlines, hang for thee, O millionnaire?
  341. p. 295, line 32O thou within this tomb,
  342. p. 296, line 12(Tragedies, sorrows, laughter, tears—O heaven!
  343. p. 297, line 17O what is it in me that makes me tremble so at voices?
  344. 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,
  345. p. 299, line 1O culpable! I acknowledge—I exposé!
  346. p. 299, line 2(O admirers, praise not me—compliment not me—you make me wince,
  347. p. 302, line 15O the magnet! the flesh over and over!
  348. p. 306, line 1O STAR of France,
  349. p. 306, line 25O star! O ship of France, beat back and baffled long!
  350. p. 306, line 26Bear up O smitten orb! O ship continue on!
  351. p. 306, line 32So thee O ship of France!
  352. p. 307, line 5Again thy star O France, fair lustrous star,
  353. p. 308, line 4O fair auroral skies—O morning dew upon the grass!
  354. p. 310, line 26Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire,
  355. p. 310, line 29For thee they sing and dance O soul.
  356. p. 312, line 6(I think O tongues ye tell this heart, that cannot tell itself,
  357. p. 312, line 11(The voice, O tender voices, memory's loving voices,
  358. p. 312, line 12Last miracle of all, O dearest mother's, sister's, voices;)
  359. p. 314, line 17(Such led to thee O soul,
  360. p. 315, line 9Haply what thou hast heard O soul was not the sound of winds,
  361. p. 315, line 25Yet first to sound, and ever sound, the cry with thee O soul,
  362. p. 316, line 3Passage O soul to India!
  363. p. 316, line 11O you temples fairer than lilies pour'd over by the rising sun!
  364. p. 316, line 12O you fables spurning the known, eluding the hold of the known, mounting to heaven!
  365. p. 316, line 27But in God's name, and for thy sake O soul.
  366. p. 317, line 1In one again, different, (yet thine, all thine, O soul, the same,)
  367. p. 318, line 6O vast Rondure, swimming in space,
  368. p. 318, line 17With that sad incessant refrain, Wherefore unsatisfied soul? and Whither O mocking life?
  369. p. 318, line 31Then not your deeds only O voyagers, O scientists and inventors, shall be justified,
  370. p. 319, line 14I see O year in you the vast terraqueous globe given and giving all,
  371. p. 320, line 4Thyself O soul that will not brook a challenge.
  372. p. 320, line 27Passage indeed O soul to primal thought,
  373. p. 320, line 31O soul, repressless, I with thee and thou with me,
  374. p. 321, line 1O we can wait no longer,
  375. p. 321, line 2We too take ship O soul,
  376. p. 321, line 5Amid the wafting winds, (thou pressing me to thee, I thee to me, O soul,)
  377. p. 321, line 10O soul thou pleasest me, I thee.
  378. p. 321, line 11Ah more than any priest O soul we too believe in God,
  379. p. 321, line 13O soul thou pleasest me, I thee,
  380. p. 321, line 18Bathe me O God in thee, mounting to thee,
  381. p. 321, line 20O Thou transcendent,
  382. p. 321, line 25(O pensive soul of me—O thirst unsatisfied—waitest not there?
  383. p. 321, line 34But that I, turning, call to thee O soul, thou actual Me,
  384. p. 322, line 5Bounding O soul thou journeyest forth;
  385. p. 322, line 7What aspirations, wishes, outvie thine and ours O soul?
  386. p. 322, line 11Reckoning ahead O soul, when thou, the time achiev'd,
  387. p. 322, line 18O soul, voyagest thou indeed on voyages like those?
  388. p. 322, line 26O secret of the earth and sky!
  389. p. 322, line 27Of you O waters of the sea! O winding creeks and rivers!
  390. p. 322, line 28Of you O woods and fields! of you strong mountains of my land!
  391. p. 322, line 29Of you O prairies! of you gray rocks!
  392. p. 322, line 30O morning red! O clouds! O rain and snows!
  393. p. 322, line 31O day and night, passage to you!
  394. p. 322, line 32O sun and moon and all you stars! Sirius and Jupiter!
  395. p. 322, line 35Away O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
  396. p. 323, line 6Reckless O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me,
  397. p. 323, line 9O my brave soul!
  398. p. 323, line 10O farther farther sail!
  399. p. 323, line 11O daring joy, but safe! are they not all the seas of God?
  400. p. 323, line 12O farther, farther, farther sail!
  401. p. 323, line 21I cannot rest O God, I cannot eat or drink or sleep,
  402. p. 324, line 7O I am sure they really came from Thee,
  403. p. 324, line 22That Thou O God my life hast lighted,
  404. p. 324, line 26For that O God, be it my latest word, here on my knees,
  405. p. 324, line 35I will cling fast to Thee, O God, though the waves buffet me,
  406. p. 329, line 22O my mother was loth to have her go away,
  407. p. 330, line 4O love and summer, you are in the dreams and in me,
  408. p. 332, line 12I stay a while away O night, but I return to you again and love you.
  409. p. 332, line 18I will duly pass the day O my mother, and duly return to you.
  410. p. 338, line 1DAREST thou now O soul,
  411. p. 338, line 7I know it not O soul,
  412. p. 338, line 14In Time and Space O soul, prepared for them,
  413. p. 338, line 15Equal, equipt at last, (O joy! O fruit of all!) them to fulfil O soul.
  414. p. 341, line 1And fuller, O vastly fuller of the dead than of the living;
  415. p. 343, line 19And you O my soul where you stand,
  416. p. 343, line 23Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul.
  417. p. 344, line 1O LIVING always, always dying!
  418. p. 344, line 2O the burials of me past and present,
  419. p. 344, line 3O me while I stride ahead, material, visible, imperious as ever;
  420. p. 344, line 4O me, what I was for years, now dead, (I lament not, I am content;)
  421. p. 344, line 5O to disengage myself from those corpses of me, which I turn and look at where I cast them,
  422. p. 344, line 6To pass on, (O living! always living!) and leave the corpses behind.
  423. p. 345, line 12O I see now that life cannot exhibit all to me, as the day cannot,
  424. p. 345, line 19Of the veil'd tableau—women gather'd together on deck, pale, heroic, waiting the moment that draws so close—O the moment!
  425. p. 346, line 7Set ope the doors O soul.
  426. p. 346, line 9(Strong is your hold O mortal flesh,
  427. p. 346, line 10Strong is your hold O love.)
  428. p. 346, line 13I saw there too, O life and death, your analogies;
  429. p. 348, line 18Earth's résumé entire floats on thy keel O ship, is steadied by thy spars,
  430. p. 348, line 22Steer then with good strong hand and wary eye O helmsman, thou carriest great companions,
  431. p. 352, line 5O sun of noon refulgent! my special word to thee.
  432. p. 352, line 12Though answering not in words, the skies, trees, hear his voice—and thou O sun,
  433. p. 354, line 23Out of this face emerge banners and horses—O superb! I see what is coming,
  434. p. 357, line 13O how the immortal phantoms crowd around me!
  435. p. 358, line 1O trumpeter, methinks I am myself the instrument thou playest,
  436. p. 358, line 16O glad, exulting, culminating song!
  437. p. 359, line 23O MAGNET-SOUTH! O glistening perfumed South! my South!
  438. p. 359, line 24O quick mettle, rich blood, impulse and love! good and evil! O all dear to me!
  439. p. 359, line 25O dear to me my birth-things—all moving things and the trees where I was born—the grains, plants, rivers,
  440. p. 360, line 1O pensive, far away wandering, I return with my soul to haunt their banks again,
  441. p. 360, line 7O the cotton plant! the growing fields of rice, sugar, hemp!
  442. p. 360, line 11O the strange fascination of these half-known half-impassable swamps, infested by reptiles, resounding with the bellow of the alligator, the sad noises of the night-owl and the wild-cat, and the whirr of the rattlesnake,
  443. p. 360, line 15O my heart! O tender and fierce pangs, I can stand them not, I will depart;
  444. p. 360, line 16O to be a Virginian where I grew up! O to be a Carolinian!
  445. p. 360, line 17O longings irrepressible! O I will go back to old Tennessee and never wander more.
  446. p. 361, line 18O ME, man of slack faith so long,
  447. p. 363, line 18And who has been happiest? O I think it is I—I think no one was ever happier than I,
  448. p. 365, line 13(We know not what the use O life, nor know the aim, the end, nor really aught we know,
  449. p. 366, line 13Perfume this book of mine O blood-red roses!
  450. p. 366, line 15Give me of you O spring, before I close, to put between its pages!
  451. p. 366, line 16O forenoon purple of the hills, before I close, of you!
  452. p. 366, line 17O deathless grass, of you!
  453. p. 366, line 29O lesson opportune, O how I welcome thee!
  454. p. 368, line 4O hasten flag of man—O with sure and steady step, passing highest flags of kings,
  455. p. 369, line 2(For the war, the struggle of blood finish'd, wherein, O terrific Ideal,
  456. p. 369, line 22THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
  457. p. 370, line 6O book, O chants! must all then amount to but this?
  458. p. 370, line 7Must we barely arrive at this beginning of us?—and yet it is enough, O soul;
  459. p. 370, line 8O soul, we have positively appear'd—that is enough.
  460. p. 371, line 5What whispers are these O lands, running ahead of you, passing under the seas?
  461. p. 371, line 12This incredible rush and heat, this strange ecstatic fever of dreams O years!
  462. p. 371, line 13Your dreams O years, how they penetrate through me! (I know not whether I sleep or wake;)
  463. p. 371, line 26Now sound no note O trumpeters,
  464. p. 372, line 6Nothing from you this time O drummers bearing my warlike drums.
  465. p. 372, line 19But love is not over—and what love, O comrades!
  466. p. 372, line 21Perfume therefore my chant, O love, immortal love,
  467. p. 372, line 26O love, solve all, fructify all with the last chemistry.
  468. p. 374, line 13(O it lurks in me night and day—what is gain after all to savageness and freedom?)
  469. p. 375, line 22O amazement of things—even the least particle!
  470. p. 375, line 23O spirituality of things!
  471. p. 375, line 24O strain musical flowing through ages and continents, now reaching me and America!
  472. p. 376, line 11O setting sun! though the time has come,
  473. p. 377, line 10Absorb them well O my earth, she cried, I charge you lose not my sons, lose not an atom,
  474. p. 377, line 21O years and graves! O air and soil! O my dead, an aroma sweet!
  475. p. 378, line 15And of each of us O soldiers, and of each and all in the ranks we fought,
  476. p. 378, line 17For presently O soldiers, we too camp in our place in the bivouac-camps of green,
  477. p. 379, line 14With you O soul.
  478. p. 381, line 12O thicker and faster—(So long!)
  479. p. 381, line 13O crowding too close upon me,
  480. p. 382, line 12O how your fingers drowse me,
  481. p. 382, line 16Enough O deed impromptu and secret,
  482. p. 382, line 17Enough O gliding present—enough O summ'd-up past.
  483. p. 384, line 31[…] of All.) Election Day, November, 1884, 391 With Husky-Haughty Lips, O Sea, 392 Death of General Grant, 392 Red Jacket (from Aloft,) 393 Washington's […]
  484. p. 386, line 3Of ye, O God, Life, Nature, Freedom, Poetry;
  485. p. 386, line 22Did we count great, O soul, to penetrate the themes of mighty books,
  486. p. 386, line 26Is it not just as great, O soul?
  487. p. 389, line 13These, these, O sea, all these I'd gladly barter,
  488. p. 391, line 9Of you O tides, the mystic human meaning:
  489. p. 391, line 12If I should need to name, O Western World, your powerfulest scene and show,
  490. p. 392, line 1With husky-haughty lips, O sea!
  491. p. 394, line 4Old age land-lock'd within its winter bay—(cold, cold, O cold!)
  492. 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.
  493. p. 402, line 7Not meagre, latent boughs alone, O songs! (scaly and bare, like eagles' talons,)
  494. p. 403, line 18(O heaven! what flash and started endless train of all! compared indeed to that!
  495. p. 404, line 19Soon to be lost for aye in the darkness—loth, O so loth to depart!
  496. p. 408, line 30[…] those hecatombs of battle-deaths—Those times of which, O far-off reader, this whole book is indeed finally but a […]
  497. p. 409, line 3O little white-hull'd sloop, now speed on really deep waters,
  498. p. 414, line 6(Thou hast, O Nature! elements! utterance to my heart beyond the rest—and this is of them,)
  499. p. 421, line 17More evolutionary, vast, puzzling, O my soul!