Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

The lines with “so”

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  1. p. 9, line 20Be it so, then I answer'd,
  2. p. 14, line 20And so will some one when I am dead and gone write my life?
  3. p. 14, line 25BEGINNING my studies the first step pleas'd me so much,
  4. p. 14, line 28The first step I say awed me and pleas'd me so much,
  5. p. 16, line 21The pennant is flying aloft as she speeds she speeds so stately—below emulous waves press forward,
  6. p. 19, line 11Here is what has come to the surface after so many throes and convulsions.
  7. p. 22, line 21Are you so earnest, so given up to literature, science, art, amours?
  8. p. 23, line 1What do you seek so pensive and silent?
  9. p. 30, line 11Have you practis'd so long to learn to read?
  10. p. 30, line 12Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?
  11. p. 31, line 3To elaborate is no avail, learn'd and unlearn'd feel that it is so.
  12. p. 33, line 23O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues,
  13. p. 35, line 14The impassive stones that receive and return so many echoes,
  14. p. 37, line 2Twenty-eight young men and all so friendly;
  15. p. 37, line 3Twenty-eight years of womanly life and all so lonesome.
  16. p. 37, line 25Overhand the hammers swing, overhand so slow, overhand so sure,
  17. p. 49, line 17Sun so generous it shall be you!
  18. p. 49, line 23I dote on myself, there is that lot of me and all so luscious,
  19. p. 53, line 5Did it make you ache so, leaving me?
  20. p. 53, line 17(Only what proves itself to every man and woman is so,
  21. p. 53, line 18Only what nobody denies is so.)
  22. p. 54, line 20I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd,
  23. p. 54, line 28So they show their relations to me and I accept them,
  24. p. 60, line 18Painless after all I lie exhausted but not so unhappy,
  25. p. 62, line 21They see so many strange faces they do not know whom to trust.
  26. p. 64, line 2These so, these irretrievable.
  27. p. 66, line 29And when you rise in the morning you will find what I tell you is so.
  28. p. 73, line 10See ever so far, there is limitless space outside of that,
  29. p. 73, line 11Count ever so much, there is limitless time around that.
  30. p. 76, line 13And there is no object so soft but it makes a hub for the wheel'd universe,
  31. p. 80, line 25O let me be lost if it must be so!
  32. p. 80, line 27What is all else to us? only that we enjoy each other and exhaust each other if it must be so;)
  33. p. 81, line 10From the one so unwilling to have me leave, and me just as unwilling to leave,
  34. p. 83, line 14To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly round his or her neck for a moment, what is this then?
  35. p. 85, line 10Do you know so much yourself that you call the meanest ignorant?
  36. p. 89, line 11I dare not withdraw till I deposit what has so long accumulated within me.
  37. p. 89, line 20I shall look for loving crops from the birth, life, death, immortality, I plant so lovingly now.
  38. p. 90, line 19The vex'd corrosion so pensive and so painful,
  39. p. 91, line 13(What is this that frees me so in storms?
  40. p. 92, line 9To be lost if it must be so!
  41. p. 92, line 19I too am part of that ocean my love, we are not so much separated,
  42. p. 93, line 26So the body of me to all I meet or know.
  43. p. 94, line 21Winds of autumn, as I walk'd the woods at dusk I heard your long-stretch'd sighs up above so mournful,
  44. p. 95, line 10(But where is what I started for so long ago?
  45. p. 96, line 28Do not fold yourself so in your pink-tinged roots timid leaves!
  46. p. 97, line 1Do not remain down there so ashamed, herbage of my breast!
  47. p. 97, line 18That may-be you are what it is all for, but it does not last so very long,
  48. p. 101, line 20(So to the students the old professor,
  49. p. 103, line 15Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover?
  50. p. 109, line 13Though you look so impassive, ample and spheric there,
  51. p. 111, line 12I meant that you should discover me so by faint indirections,
  52. p. 112, line 18What are the mountains call'd that rise so high in the mists?
  53. p. 120, line 5I do not prefer others so very much before you either,
  54. p. 121, line 26I believe you are latent with unseen existences, you are so dear to me.
  55. p. 122, line 3You windows whose transparent shells might expose so much!
  56. p. 123, line 4I did not know I held so much goodness.
  57. p. 124, line 17What is it I interchange so suddenly with strangers?
  58. p. 129, line 19The current rushing so swiftly and swimming with me far away,
  59. p. 130, line 5A hundred years hence, or ever so many hundred years hence, others will see them,
  60. p. 130, line 8I am with you, you men and women of a generation, or ever so many generations hence,
  61. p. 130, line 9Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky, so I felt,
  62. p. 135, line 2The profound earth and its attributes and the unquiet ocean, (so tell I my morning's romanza,)
  63. p. 135, line 10He places his own times, reminiscences, parents, brothers and sisters, associations, employment, politics, so that the rest never shame them afterward, nor assume to command them.
  64. p. 136, line 21They are not vile any more, they hardly know themselves they are so grown.
  65. 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,
  66. p. 144, line 3My brood of grown and part-grown boys, who love to be with no one else so well as they love to be with me,
  67. p. 145, line 10To taste the savage taste of blood—to be so devilish!
  68. p. 145, line 11To gloat so over the wounds and deaths of the enemy.
  69. p. 150, line 18The bricks one after another each laid so workmanlike in its place, and set with a knock of the trowel-handle,
  70. p. 154, line 20Whose is that blood upon you so wet and sticky?)
  71. p. 158, line 4Not to repel or destroy so much as accept, fuse, rehabilitate,
  72. p. 158, line 29Yes, if you will allow me to say so,
  73. p. 159, line 14Pass'd! pass'd! for us, forever pass'd, that once so mighty world, now void, inanimate, phantom world,
  74. p. 163, line 14Thy offspring towering e'er so high, yet higher Thee above all towering,
  75. p. 164, line 8Overhand so steady, overhand they turn and fall with joyous clank,
  76. p. 164, line 32Remember thou hast not always been as here to-day so comfortably ensovereign'd,
  77. p. 165, line 2Not quite so trim and whole and freshly blooming in folds of stainless silk,
  78. p. 169, line 10Clearing the ground for broad humanity, the true America, heir of the past so grand,
  79. p. 170, line 4If you become degraded, criminal, ill, then I become so for your sake,
  80. p. 172, line 9Old institutions, these arts, libraries, legends, collections, and the practice handed along in manufactures, will we rate them so high?
  81. p. 176, line 22The truths of the earth continually wait, they are not so conceal'd either,
  82. p. 182, line 12That see, that know the guiding thread so fine,
  83. p. 183, line 14So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and friendship,
  84. p. 186, line 2Was the road of late so toilsome? did we stop discouraged nodding on our way?
  85. p. 188, line 12Was not so sick from the blood in the gutters running, nor from the single corpses, nor those in heaps, nor those borne away in the tumbrils,
  86. p. 188, line 13Was not so desperate at the battues of death—was not so shock'd at the repeated fusillades of the guns.
  87. p. 190, line 9What about these likes of myself that draw me so close by tender directions and indirections?
  88. p. 196, line 8Were the children straying westward so long? so wide the tramping?
  89. p. 196, line 9Were the precedent dim ages debouching westward from Paradise so long?
  90. p. 199, line 12Perhaps the one I want so much will rise, will rise with some of you.
  91. p. 199, line 27So faint, I must be still, be still to listen,
  92. p. 201, line 10O if I am to have so much, let me have more!
  93. p. 202, line 21As the ocean so mysterious rolls toward me closer and closer,
  94. p. 203, line 15I cling to you so that you cannot unloose me,
  95. p. 203, line 16I hold you so firm till you answer me something.
  96. p. 203, line 23Rustle not up so hoarse and angry against my feet as I touch you or gather from you.
  97. p. 204, line 23O shade so sedate and decorous by day, with calm countenance and regulated pace,
  98. p. 205, line 3With re-appearing day as now so happy and serene,
  99. p. 207, line 6Passions there, wars, pursuits, tribes, sight in those ocean-depths, breathing that thick-breathing air, as so many do,
  100. p. 207, line 16All souls, all living bodies though they be ever so different, or in different worlds,
  101. p. 213, line 12Such a result so soon—and from such a beginning!
  102. p. 215, line 7The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
  103. p. 222, line 10So fierce you whirr and pound you drums—so shrill you bugles blow.
  104. p. 222, line 24So strong you thump O terrible drums—so loud you bugles blow.
  105. p. 223, line 5To Texas and so along up toward California, to roam accepted everywhere;
  106. p. 224, line 15Floating so buoyant with milk-white foam on the waters.
  107. p. 224, line 28O it stretches—it spreads and runs so fast—O my father,
  108. p. 224, line 29It is so broad it covers the whole sky.
  109. p. 226, line 6We may be terror and carnage, and are so now,
  110. p. 227, line 16Banner so broad advancing out of the night, I sing you haughty and resolute,
  111. p. 227, line 24O banner, not money so precious are you, not farm produce you, nor the material good nutriment,
  112. p. 228, line 7O you up there! O pennant! where you undulate like a snake hissing so curious,
  113. p. 228, line 9So loved—O you banner leading the day with stars brought from the night!
  114. p. 228, line 12I see but you, O warlike pennant! O banner so broad, with stripes, I sing you only,
  115. p. 228, line 21I mark'd the white combs where they career'd so high, curling over,
  116. p. 230, line 4The cities I loved so well I abandon'd and left, I sped to the certainties suitable to me,
  117. p. 231, line 26Why do you tremble and clutch my hand so convulsively?
  118. p. 234, line 8So dull and damp and another day,
  119. p. 237, line 1Above all, lo, the sky so calm, so transparent after the rain, and with wondrous clouds,
  120. p. 237, line 18Grieve not so, dear mother, (the just-grown daughter speaks through her sobs,
  121. p. 238, line 7Found you in death so cold dear comrade, found your body son of responding kisses, (never again on earth responding,)
  122. p. 240, line 2As from my tent I emerge so early sleepless,
  123. p. 240, line 9Who are you elderly man so gaunt and grim, with well-gray'd hair, and flesh all sunken about the eyes?
  124. p. 242, line 1Of unsurpass'd heroes, (was one side so brave? the other was equally brave;)
  125. p. 242, line 3Of those armies so rapid so wondrous what saw you to tell us?
  126. p. 242, line 15So soon what is over forgotten, and waves wash the imprints off the sand,
  127. p. 243, line 18Cleanse the one with a gnawing and putrid gangrene, so sickening, so offensive,
  128. p. 243, line 26I sit by the restless all the dark night, some are so young,
  129. p. 244, line 1Some suffer so much, I recall the experience sweet and sad,
  130. p. 247, line 22Nay, nor the world, nor any living thing, will so cohere.)
  131. p. 249, line 5WHO are you dusky woman, so ancient hardly human,
  132. p. 249, line 17What is it fateful woman, so blear, hardly human?
  133. p. 249, line 19Are the things so strange and marvelous you see or have seen?
  134. p. 251, line 17I know I am restless and make others so,
  135. p. 252, line 11Did you find what I sang erewhile so hard to follow?
  136. p. 258, line 17And the city at hand with dwellings so dense, and stacks of chimneys,
  137. p. 258, line 23Lo, the most excellent sun so calm and haughty,
  138. p. 260, line 4To the solemn shadowy cedars and ghostly pines so still.
  139. p. 260, line 5And the singer so shy to the rest receiv'd me,
  140. p. 260, line 9From the fragrant cedars and the ghostly pines so still,
  141. p. 260, line 27When it is so, when thou hast taken them I joyously sing the dead,
  142. p. 262, line 17Comrades mine and I in the midst, and their memory ever to keep, for the dead I loved so well,
  143. p. 268, line 14The wide-swelling one, the braggart that would yesterday do so much,
  144. p. 269, line 5Their Presidents shall not be their common referee so much as their poets shall.
  145. p. 273, line 21It is not the earth, it is not America who is so great,
  146. p. 274, line 4I swear I will stand by my own nativity, pious or impious so be it;
  147. p. 274, line 19The war, (that war so bloody and grim, the war I will henceforth forget), was you and me,
  148. p. 276, line 11Have I sung so capricious and loud my savage song.
  149. p. 277, line 12Some to Atlantica's bays, and so to the great salt brine.
  150. p. 277, line 24O little shells, so curious-convolute, so limpid-cold and voiceless,
  151. p. 279, line 2As rain falls from the heaven and vapors rise from earth, so have the precious values fallen upon thee and risen out of thee;
  152. p. 279, line 25O you regiments so piteous, with your mortal diarrhoea, with your fever,
  153. p. 283, line 1And the fish suspending themselves so curiously below there, and the beautiful curious liquid,
  154. p. 283, line 21Whether that which appears so is so, or is it all flashes and specks?
  155. p. 284, line 16O you need not sit there veil'd in your old white hair so dishevel'd,
  156. p. 285, line 4Nor stillness so cold, nor running water from faucet, nor odors morbific impress me,
  157. p. 285, line 26Those drunkards and gluttons of so many generations?
  158. p. 286, line 21That this is no cheat, this transparent green-wash of the sea which is so amorous after me,
  159. p. 286, line 25That the cool drink from the well tastes so good,
  160. p. 286, line 26That blackberries are so flavorous and juicy,
  161. p. 288, line 13So it is—but now it seems to me, when it cannot be help'd, that defeat is great,
  162. p. 290, line 10No specification is necessary, all that a male or female does, that is vigorous, benevolent, clean, is so much profit to him or her,
  163. p. 291, line 7The world does not so exist, no parts palpable or impalpable so exist,
  164. p. 292, line 5Pouring in floods of melody in tones so pensive sweet and strong the like whereof was never heard,
  165. p. 297, line 17O what is it in me that makes me tremble so at voices?
  166. p. 299, line 5Beneath this face that appears so impassive hell's tides continually run,
  167. p. 300, line 16So that often to me they appear gaunt and naked,
  168. p. 301, line 13Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet and bright,
  169. p. 304, line 18They are so beautiful I nudge myself to listen.
  170. p. 304, line 20It is no small matter, this round and delicious globe moving so exactly in its orbit for ever and ever, without one jolt or the untruth of a single second,
  171. p. 306, line 3Like some proud ship that led the fleet so long,
  172. p. 306, line 32So thee O ship of France!
  173. p. 307, line 17See you! some are such beautiful animals, so lofty looking;
  174. p. 309, line 3If vermin so transposed, so used and bless'd may be,
  175. p. 310, line 11The crown and teeming paradise, so far, of time's accumulations,
  176. p. 310, line 14Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies,
  177. p. 315, line 4Come, for I have found the clew I sought so long,
  178. p. 316, line 2So the present, utterly form'd, impell'd by the past.)
  179. p. 318, line 21Who bind it to us? what is this separate Nature so unnatural?
  180. p. 324, line 12By me and these the work so far accomplish'd,
  181. p. 332, line 15I love the rich running day, but I do not desert her in whom I lay so long,
  182. p. 333, line 14The soreness of lying so much in bed goes over,
  183. p. 335, line 1To think that these are so much and so nigh to other drivers, and he there takes no interest in them.
  184. p. 336, line 25I have dream'd that we are not to be changed so much, nor the law of us changed,
  185. p. 342, line 9(Did you think Life was so well provided for, and Death, the purport of all Life, is not well provided for?)
  186. p. 345, line 6I was thinking this globe enough till there sprang out so noiseless around me myriads of other globes.
  187. 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!
  188. p. 345, line 22Are souls drown'd and destroy'd so?
  189. p. 347, line 15Nor the compliments that have served their turn so long,
  190. p. 348, line 8Thou that lay folded like an unborn babe within its folds so long,
  191. p. 348, line 9Thou carefully prepared by it so long—haply thou but unfoldest it, only maturest it,
  192. p. 349, line 23Scattering for good the cloud that hung so long, that weigh'd so long upon the mind of man,
  193. p. 350, line 20The general inner earth so long so sedulously draped over, now hence for what it is boldly laid bare,
  194. p. 352, line 20Thou that to grapes and weeds and little wild flowers givest so liberally,
  195. p. 355, line 24I heard what the singers were singing so long,
  196. p. 357, line 16So blissful happy some, and some so silent, dark, and nigh to death;
  197. p. 361, line 18O ME, man of slack faith so long,
  198. p. 361, line 19Standing aloof, denying portions so long,
  199. p. 363, line 12Haply God's riddle it, so vague and yet so certain,
  200. p. 366, line 2Lag'd'st thou so long? shall the clouds close again upon thee?
  201. p. 366, line 8Again old heart so gay, again to you, your sense, the full flush spring returning,
  202. p. 366, line 11Again the deathless grass, so noiseless soft and green,
  203. p. 367, line 20Of skies so beauteous after a storm, and at night the moon so unearthly bright,
  204. p. 368, line 17Were all so justified.
  205. p. 369, line 18What else is so real as mine?
  206. p. 370, line 17What historic denouements are these we so rapidly approach?
  207. p. 372, line 11Faces so pale with wondrous eyes, very dear, gather closer yet,
  208. p. 373, line 4The vehement struggle so fierce for unity in one's-self;
  209. p. 375, line 12To be conscious of my body, so satisfied, so large!
  210. p. 377, line 26Some of us so fatigued carrying the gun and knapsack, dropping asleep in our tracks,
  211. p. 380, line 23While my pleasure is yet at the full I whisper So long!
  212. p. 381, line 6I announce a man or woman coming, perhaps you are the one, (So long!)
  213. p. 381, line 12O thicker and faster—(So long!)
  214. p. 381, line 28So I pass, a little time vocal, visible, contrary,
  215. p. 382, line 22An unknown sphere more real than I dream'd, more direct, darts awakening rays about me, So long!
  216. p. 395, line 18(So firm—so liquid-soft—again that tremulous, manly timbre!
  217. p. 402, line 20So I aloft from Mannahatta's ship-fringed shore,
  218. p. 404, line 6So much i' the atmosphere, the points of view, the situations whence we scan,
  219. p. 404, line 7Bro't out by them alone—so much (perhaps the best) unreck'd before;
  220. p. 404, line 12(So hard for his hand to release those hands—no more will they meet,
  221. p. 404, line 15Shunning, postponing severance—seeking to ward off the last word ever so little,
  222. p. 404, line 19Soon to be lost for aye in the darkness—loth, O so loth to depart!
  223. p. 408, line 9[…] and for another the passing hours (July 5, 1890) are so sunny-fine. And old as I am I feel to-day almost […]
  224. p. 409, line 29Why do folks dwell so fondly on the last words, advice, appearance, of the departing […]
  225. p. 411, line 10So let the wreath hang still awhile within my eye-reach,
  226. p. 411, line 36[…] wards of suffering men. Somehow (or I thought so) the effect of the hour was palpable. The badly wounded […]
  227. p. 414, line 7So sweet thy primitive taste to breathe within—thy soothing fingers on my face and hands,
  228. p. 414, line 12Thou blown from lips so loved, now gone—haply from endless store, God-sent,
  229. p. 414, line 24Ever so far back, preluding thee, America,
  230. p. 416, line 20And to-day and ever so stands, as blender, uniter, tightly holding hands,
  231. p. 417, line 18In pouring flood and fire, and wholesale elemental crash, (this voice so solemn, strange,)
  232. p. 421, line 13And grand their laws, so multiform, puzzling, evolutionary;
  233. p. 422, line 5So Good-bye my Fancy.
  234. p. 422, line 17May-be it is you the mortal knob really undoing, turning—so now finally,
  235. p. 425, line 10So here I sit gossiping in the early candle-light of old […]
  236. p. 425, line 28[…] New World,* if I may assume to say so. That I have not gain'd the acceptance of my own […]
  237. p. 426, line 10[…] faithful and uncompromising—this little phalanx!—for being so few) is that, unstopp'd and unwarp'd by any influence outside […]
  238. p. 428, line 30[…] Poetry; nor can any rule or convention ever so absolutely obtain but some great exception may arise and disregard […]
  239. p. 429, line 8[…] they could have had no reason for being, so "Leaves of Grass," before a line was written, presupposed something […]
  240. p. 431, line 23[…] dimness! What is there in those works that so imperiously and scornfully dominates all our advanced civilization, and culture […]
  241. p. 431, line 25Even Shakspere, who so suffuses current letters and art (which indeed have in most […]
  242. p. 432, line 8[…] legitimate result and evolutionary outcome of the past, so I would dare to claim for my verse. Without stopping […]
  243. p. 432, line 31[…] endless forests and jungles of notes)—has been so to me for fifty years, and remains so to this […]
  244. p. 432, line 32[…] so to me for fifty years, and remains so to this day […]
  245. p. 433, line 21[…] is very spacious—has room for all—has so many mansions!) But I was repaid in Poe's prose by […]
  246. p. 435, line 20Democracy has been so retarded and jeopardized by powerful personalities, that its first instincts […]
  247. p. 436, line 18[…] only say the espousing principle of those lines so gives breath of life to my whole scheme that the […]
  248. p. 436, line 32[…] communities or individuals all times, there is nothing so rare in modern conventions and poetry as their normal recognizance […]
  249. p. 436, line 41[…] as far as word of mine can do so, any elision of them […]
  250. p. 437, line 33[…] very great advantage of chanting the already perform'd, so full of glories, reminiscences dear to the minds of men […]
  251. p. 438, line 19[…] no land or people or circumstances ever existed so needing a race of singers and poems differing from all […]
  252. p. 438, line 27[…] and political success, and minister to them distinctively, so long will they stop short of first-class Nationality and remain […]