Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

The lines with “there”

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  1. p. 9, line 17Know'st thou not there is but one theme for ever-enduring bards?
  2. p. 14, line 6The body lurking there within thy body,
  3. p. 15, line 5How there is something relentless in their fate all times,
  4. p. 21, line 11And I will make a song that there shall be comity by day and by night between all the States, and between any two of them,
  5. p. 22, line 6I am myself just as much evil as good, and my nation is—and I say there is in fact no evil,
  6. p. 22, line 7(Or if there is I say it is just as important to you, to the land or to me, as any thing else.)
  7. p. 22, line 9(It may be I am destin'd to utter the loudest cries there, the winner's pealing shouts,
  8. p. 22, line 17Otherwise there is no real and permanent grandeur;
  9. p. 23, line 6But there is something else very great, it makes the whole coincide,
  10. p. 24, line 5And while I paus'd it came to me that what he really sang for was not there only,
  11. p. 24, line 20And I will show that there is no imperfection in the present, and can be none in the future,
  12. p. 25, line 7Because having look'd at the objects of the universe, I find there is no one nor any particle of one but has reference to the soul.
  13. p. 28, line 20Hear the loud echoes of my songs there—read the hints come at last.
  14. p. 30, line 14You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,)
  15. p. 30, line 20There was never any more inception than there is now,
  16. p. 30, line 21Nor any more youth or age than there is now,
  17. p. 30, line 22And will never be any more perfection than there is now,
  18. p. 30, line 23Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.
  19. p. 34, line 5The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,
  20. p. 34, line 6And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it,
  21. p. 35, line 24I am there, I help, I came stretch'd atop of the load,
  22. p. 37, line 9You splash in the water there, yet stay stock still in your room.
  23. p. 37, line 22Each has his main-sledge, they are all out, there is a great heat in the fire.
  24. p. 38, line 6I behold the picturesque giant and love him, and I do not stop there,
  25. p. 38, line 24Find its purpose and place up there toward the wintry sky.
  26. p. 43, line 23There shall be no difference between them and the rest.
  27. p. 44, line 8Who goes there? hankering, gross, mystical, nude;
  28. p. 45, line 20And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
  29. p. 45, line 25It is a trifle, they will more than arrive there every one, and still pass on.
  30. p. 47, line 9There is no better than it and now.
  31. p. 47, line 11The wonder is always and always how there can be a mean man or an infidel.
  32. p. 49, line 23I dote on myself, there is that lot of me and all so luscious,
  33. p. 53, line 1I went myself first to the headland, my own hands carried me there.
  34. p. 53, line 22And a summit and flower there is the feeling they have for each other,
  35. p. 56, line 5Over the white and brown buckwheat, a hummer and buzzer there with the rest,
  36. p. 59, line 25I am the man, I suffer'd, I was there.
  37. p. 60, line 24I am there again.
  38. p. 61, line 27The maim'd and mangled dug in the dirt, the new-comers saw them there,
  39. p. 62, line 11His was the surly English pluck, and there is no tougher or truer, and never was, and never will be;
  40. p. 63, line 12Toward twelve there in the beams of the moon they surrender to us.
  41. p. 64, line 3You laggards there on guard! look to your arms!
  42. p. 64, line 11(I am less the jolly one there, and more the silent one with sweat on my twitching lips.)
  43. p. 66, line 5You there, impotent, loose in the knees,
  44. p. 67, line 16Putting higher claims for him there with his roll'd-up sleeves driving the mallet and chisel,
  45. p. 68, line 19Here and there with dimes on the eyes walking,
  46. p. 69, line 14The sky up there—yet here or next door, or across the way?
  47. p. 71, line 8There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.
  48. p. 71, line 22Afar down I see the huge first Nothing, I know I was even there,
  49. p. 73, line 4There is no stoppage and never can be stoppage,
  50. p. 73, line 10See ever so far, there is limitless space outside of that,
  51. p. 73, line 11Count ever so much, there is limitless time around that.
  52. p. 73, line 13The Lord will be there and wait till I come on perfect terms,
  53. p. 73, line 14The great Camerado, the lover true for whom I pine will be there.
  54. p. 76, line 12And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero,
  55. p. 76, line 13And there is no object so soft but it makes a hub for the wheel'd universe,
  56. p. 76, line 19Nor do I understand who there can be more wonderful than myself.
  57. p. 77, line 11I hear you whispering there O stars of heaven,
  58. p. 77, line 21There is that in me—I do not know what it is—but I know it is in me.
  59. p. 78, line 6Listener up there! what have you to confide to me?
  60. p. 83, line 16There is something in staying close to men and women and looking on them, and in the contact and odor of them, that pleases the soul well,
  61. p. 85, line 27And wonders within there yet.
  62. p. 86, line 1Within there runs blood,
  63. p. 86, line 3There swells and jets a heart, there all passions, desires, reachings, aspirations,
  64. p. 86, line 4(Do you think they are not there because they are not express'd in parlors and lecture-rooms?)
  65. p. 91, line 22O to speed where there is space enough and air enough at last!
  66. p. 94, line 14Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually met there who detain'd me for love of me,
  67. p. 96, line 17O I do not know what you mean there underneath yourselves, you are not happiness,
  68. p. 96, line 27Spring away from the conceal'd heart there!
  69. p. 97, line 1Do not remain down there so ashamed, herbage of my breast!
  70. p. 99, line 17Now by the post-and-rail fences where the old stones thrown there, pick'd from the fields, have accumulated,
  71. p. 99, line 24Collecting, dispensing, singing, there I wander with them,
  72. p. 100, line 28Nor in the limbs and senses of my body that take you and dismiss you continually—not there,
  73. p. 105, line 23Without any companion it grew there uttering joyous leaves of dark green,
  74. p. 105, line 25But I wonder'd how it could utter joyous leaves standing alone there without its friend near, for I knew I could not,
  75. p. 106, line 6For all that, and though the live-oak glistens there in Louisiana solitary in a wide flat space,
  76. p. 106, line 20It seems to me there are other men in other lands yearning and thoughtful,
  77. p. 109, line 5There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little, perhaps not a word.
  78. p. 109, line 13Though you look so impassive, ample and spheric there,
  79. p. 109, line 15I now suspect there is something fierce in you eligible to burst forth,
  80. p. 109, line 17But toward him there is something fierce and terrible in me eligible to burst forth,
  81. p. 109, line 21Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love, it led the rest,
  82. p. 110, line 15But now I think there is no unreturn'd love, the pay is certain one way or another,
  83. p. 116, line 6This is not my true country, I have lived banish'd from my true country, I now go back there,
  84. p. 118, line 3I see at Memphis mummy-pits containing mummies embalm'd, swathed in linen cloth, lying there many centuries,
  85. p. 120, line 6I do not say one word against you, away back there where you stand,
  86. p. 120, line 11You vapors, I think I have risen with you, moved away to distant continents, and fallen down there, for reasons,
  87. p. 123, line 25Something there is in the float of the sight of things that provokes it out of the soul.
  88. p. 124, line 13Why are there men and women that while they are nigh me the sunlight expands my blood?
  89. p. 124, line 15Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?
  90. p. 124, line 16(I think they hang there winter and summer on those trees and always drop fruit as I pass;)
  91. p. 125, line 8Be not discouraged, keep on, there are divine things well envelop'd,
  92. p. 125, line 9I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.
  93. p. 128, line 2You must not stay sleeping and dallying there in the house, though you built it, or though it has been built for you.
  94. p. 129, line 11Clouds of the west—sun there half an hour high—I see you also face to face.
  95. p. 134, line 11We fathom you not—we love you—there is perfection in you also,
  96. p. 135, line 5The noblest and costliest cities, others grading and building and he domiciles there,
  97. p. 136, line 13No matter what the nation, that he might find his brothers and sisters there.
  98. p. 138, line 17Always the West with strong native persons, the increasing density there, the habitans, friendly, threatening, ironical, scorning invaders;
  99. p. 139, line 10In primitive woods the sounds there also sounding, the howl of the wolf, the scream of the panther, and the hoarse bellow of the elk,
  100. p. 139, line 20Deep in the forest in piney woods turpentine dropping from the incisions in the trees, there are the turpentine works,
  101. p. 140, line 1There are the negroes at work in good health, the ground in all directions is cover'd with pine straw;
  102. p. 140, line 7There are the greenish waters, the resinous odor, the plenteous moss, the cypress-tree, and the juniper-tree;
  103. p. 141, line 14Southward there, I screaming, with wings slow flapping, with the myriads of gulls wintering along the coasts of Florida,
  104. p. 141, line 15Otherways there atwixt the banks of the Arkansaw, the Rio Grande, the Nueces, the Brazos, the Tombigbee, the Red River, the Saskatchawan or the Osage, I with the spring waters laughing and skipping and running,
  105. p. 143, line 21To continue and be employ'd there all my life,
  106. p. 144, line 9There in a huge kettle of boiling water the lobsters shall be boil'd till their color becomes scarlet.
  107. p. 145, line 14I hear the cry again sent down from the mast-head, There—she blows!
  108. p. 146, line 24The plenteousness of all, that there are no bounds,
  109. p. 153, line 12There the great city stands.
  110. p. 153, line 25A sterile landscape covers the ore, there is as good as the best for all the forbidding appearance,
  111. p. 153, line 26There is the mine, there are the miners,
  112. p. 153, line 27The forge-furnace is there, the melt is accomplish'd, the hammersmen are at hand with their tongs and hammers,
  113. p. 157, line 17She too is a law of Nature—there is no law stronger than she is.
  114. p. 164, line 6There by the furnace, and there by the anvil,
  115. p. 165, line 9For sake of that, my beauty, and that thou might'st dally as now secure up there,
  116. p. 166, line 9Riven deep by the sharp tongues of the axes, there in the redwood forest dense,
  117. p. 171, line 6There is something that comes to one now and perpetually,
  118. p. 171, line 12You may read the President's message and read nothing about it there,
  119. p. 172, line 21The President is there in the White House for you, it is not you who are here for him,
  120. p. 173, line 13Can each see signs of the best by a look in the looking-glass? is there nothing greater or more?
  121. p. 173, line 14Does all sit there with you, with the mystic unseen soul?
  122. p. 173, line 21Coal-mines and all that is down there, the lamps in the darkness, echoes, songs, what meditations, what vast native thoughts looking through smutch'd faces,
  123. p. 177, line 7Will you rot your own fruit in yourself there?
  124. p. 177, line 8Will you squat and stifle there?)
  125. p. 179, line 9I swear there is no greatness or power that does not emulate those of the earth,
  126. p. 179, line 10There can be no theory of any account unless it corroborate the theory of the earth,
  127. p. 183, line 18Do they droop and end their lesson, wearied over there beyond the seas?
  128. p. 184, line 19Ages back in ghostly millions frowning there behind us urging,
  129. p. 184, line 26Are there some of us to droop and die? has the hour come?
  130. p. 185, line 18All for primal needed work, while the followers there in embryo wait behind,
  131. p. 187, line 16There is no endowment in man or woman that is not tallied in you,
  132. p. 187, line 17There is no virtue, no beauty in man or woman, but as good is in you,
  133. p. 188, line 17Or that there be no justice in destiny or time?
  134. p. 189, line 4And I guess some chansonniers there will understand them,
  135. p. 189, line 5For I guess there is latent music yet in France, floods of it,
  136. p. 189, line 16(There will always be plenty of embroiderers, I welcome them also,)
  137. p. 190, line 12I charge that there be no theory or school founded out of me,
  138. p. 191, line 7There in the crowds stood I, and singled you out with attachment;)
  139. p. 192, line 5With the fading kingdoms and kings over there,
  140. p. 192, line 15All swings around us, there is as much darkness as light,
  141. p. 193, line 6And that where I am or you are this present day, there is the centre of all days, all races,
  142. p. 193, line 7And there is the meaning to us of all that has ever come of races and days, or ever will come.
  143. p. 195, line 1The countries there with their populations, the millions en-masse are curiously here,
  144. p. 197, line 1From those beginning notes of yearning and love there in the mist,
  145. p. 198, line 33What is that little black thing I see there in the white?
  146. p. 200, line 24The colloquy there, the trio, each uttering,
  147. p. 201, line 5Never again leave me to be the peaceful child I was before what there in the night,
  148. p. 201, line 7The messenger there arous'd, the fire, the sweet hell within,
  149. p. 202, line 14Paumanok there and then as I thought the old thought of likenesses,
  150. p. 204, line 11You up there walking or sitting,
  151. p. 204, line 19What shapeless lump is that, bent, crouch'd there on the sand?
  152. p. 206, line 21Something there is,
  153. p. 206, line 24Something there is more immortal even than the stars,
  154. p. 207, line 2Dumb swimmers there among the rocks, coral, gluten, grass, rushes, and the aliment of the swimmers,
  155. p. 207, line 3Sluggish existences grazing there suspended, or slowly crawling close to the bottom,
  156. p. 207, line 6Passions there, wars, pursuits, tribes, sight in those ocean-depths, breathing that thick-breathing air, as so many do,
  157. p. 208, line 26Out in the shadows there milk-white combs careering,
  158. p. 209, line 20Clear the way there Jonathan!
  159. p. 210, line 22But there is one thing that belongs here—shall I tell you what it is, gentlemen of Boston?
  160. p. 217, line 13As I stand aloof and look there is to me something profoundly affecting in large masses of men following the lead of those who do not believe in men.
  161. p. 222, line 27To the north betaking myself to sing there arctic songs,
  162. p. 223, line 19My song is there in the open air, and I must sing,
  163. p. 224, line 24Aloft there flapping and flapping.
  164. p. 226, line 20But to mount up there I would like, O father dear, that banner I like,
  165. p. 228, line 7O you up there! O pennant! where you undulate like a snake hissing so curious,
  166. p. 228, line 13Flapping up there in the wind.
  167. p. 229, line 6Yet there with my soul I fed, I fed content, supercilious.
  168. p. 231, line 22There is the camp, one regiment departs to-morrow,
  169. p. 232, line 8And below there where the boys were drilling, and up the slopes they ran,
  170. p. 236, line 16A solemn and slow procession there as I sit on the ground,
  171. p. 238, line 9Long there and then in vigil I stood, dimly around me the battle-field spreading,
  172. p. 238, line 10Vigil wondrous and vigil sweet there in the fragrant silent night,
  173. p. 238, line 21And there and then and bathed by the rising sun, my son in his grave, in his rude-dug grave I deposited,
  174. p. 240, line 4Three forms I see on stretchers lying, brought out there untended lying,
  175. p. 242, line 16With hinged knees returning I enter the doors, (while for you up there,
  176. p. 246, line 3On the pavement here, and there beyond it is looking,
  177. p. 248, line 6There in the room as I wake from sleep this vision presses upon me;
  178. p. 248, line 7The engagement opens there and then in fantasy unreal,
  179. p. 249, line 24Beauty, knowledge, inure not to me—yet there are two or three things inure to me,
  180. p. 257, line 24Sing on there in the swamp,
  181. p. 258, line 1O how shall I warble myself for the dead one there I loved?
  182. p. 258, line 5Blown from the Eastern sea and blown from the Western sea, till there on the prairies meeting,
  183. p. 258, line 15In the distance the flowing glaze, the breast of the river, with a wind-dapple here and there,
  184. p. 259, line 21And the streets how their throbbings throbb'd, and the cities pent—lo, then and there,
  185. p. 261, line 14And I with my comrades there in the night.
  186. p. 262, line 8I leave thee there in the door-yard, blooming, returning with spring.
  187. p. 262, line 20There in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim.
  188. p. 263, line 24As they invault the coffin there,
  189. p. 264, line 25Have you thought there could be but a single supreme?
  190. p. 264, line 26There can be any number of supremes—one does not countervail another any more than one eyesight countervails another, or one life countervails another.
  191. p. 270, line 15(Angry cloth I saw there leaping!
  192. p. 270, line 23Angry cloth I saw there leaping.)
  193. p. 272, line 12If its poets appear it will in due time advance to meet them, there is no fear of mistake,
  194. p. 272, line 20There will shortly be no more priests, I say their work is done,
  195. p. 273, line 22It is I who am great or to be great, it is You up there, or any one,
  196. p. 280, line 26Not there your victory on those red shuddering fields,
  197. p. 282, line 17THERE was a child went forth every day,
  198. p. 283, line 1And the fish suspending themselves so curiously below there, and the beautiful curious liquid,
  199. p. 284, line 15You need crouch there no longer on the cold ground with forehead between your knees,
  200. p. 284, line 16O you need not sit there veil'd in your old white hair so dishevel'd,
  201. p. 284, line 20Even while you wept there by your fallen harp by the grave,
  202. p. 288, line 3When there are no more memories of heroes and martyrs,
  203. p. 289, line 17I suspect I shall meet them there,
  204. p. 289, line 18I suspect I shall there find each old particular of those unnamed lands.
  205. 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,
  206. p. 292, line 10(There by the hundreds seated, sear-faced murderers, wily counterfeiters,
  207. p. 293, line 18A wondrous minute then—but after in the solitary night, to many, many there,
  208. p. 297, line 13After these and more, it is just possible there comes to a man, a woman, the divine power to speak words;
  209. p. 299, line 14There shall be no subject too pronounced—all works shall illustrate the divine law of indirections.
  210. p. 299, line 18And that there is no God any more divine than Yourself?
  211. p. 301, line 23What stranger miracles are there?
  212. p. 303, line 12Did you think there was nothing but two or three pronunciations in the sound of your name?
  213. p. 304, line 3The past, the future, dwelling there, like space, inseparable together.
  214. p. 307, line 10There they bring him the three-year-olds and the four-year-olds to break them,
  215. p. 307, line 26Whom a hundred oxen love there in his life on farms,
  216. p. 309, line 1There ponder'd, felt I,
  217. p. 321, line 25(O pensive soul of me—O thirst unsatisfied—waitest not there?
  218. p. 321, line 26Waitest not haply for us somewhere there the Comrade perfect?)
  219. p. 324, line 18Transplanted there may rise to stature, knowledge worthy Thee,
  220. p. 324, line 19Haply the swords I know may there indeed be turn'd to reaping-tools,
  221. p. 324, line 20Haply the lifeless cross I know, Europe's dead cross, may bud and blossom there.
  222. p. 325, line 17How solemn they look there, stretch'd and still,
  223. p. 326, line 18I am a dance—play up there! the fit is whirling me fast!
  224. p. 329, line 25But the red squaw never came nor was heard of there again.
  225. p. 334, line 18He is decently put away—is there any thing more?
  226. p. 335, line 1To think that these are so much and so nigh to other drivers, and he there takes no interest in them.
  227. p. 335, line 6To think how much pleasure there is,
  228. p. 335, line 12To think there will still be farms, profits, crops, yet for you of what avail?
  229. p. 336, line 20But there is more account than that, there is strict account of all.
  230. p. 337, line 22I swear I think there is nothing but immortality!
  231. p. 338, line 4No map there, nor guide,
  232. p. 344, line 9I am exact and merciless, but I love you—there is no escape for you.
  233. p. 344, line 20I exclude others from you, there is nothing to be commiserated,
  234. p. 345, line 6I was thinking this globe enough till there sprang out so noiseless around me myriads of other globes.
  235. p. 345, line 21Sinking there while the passionless wet flows on—and I now pondering, Are those women indeed gone?
  236. p. 346, line 13I saw there too, O life and death, your analogies;
  237. p. 354, line 8An unceasing death-bell tolls there.
  238. p. 360, line 20Now I see what there is in a name, a word, liquid, sane, unruly, musical, self-sufficient,
  239. p. 361, line 21Discovering to-day there is no lie or form of lie, and can be none, but grows as inevitably upon itself as the truth does upon itself,
  240. p. 362, line 3Meditating among liars and retreating sternly into myself, I see that there are really no liars or lies after all,
  241. p. 362, line 7And that there is no flaw or vacuum in the amount of the truth—but that all is truth without exception;
  242. p. 366, line 5Thou waitest there as everywhere thy time.
  243. p. 367, line 4(The sun there at the centre though conceal'd,
  244. p. 371, line 6Are all nations communing? is there going to be but one heart to the globe?
  245. p. 373, line 19Of what a few years will show there in Nebraska, Colorado, Nevada, and the rest,
  246. p. 374, line 5Of all sloping down there where the fresh free giver the mother, the Mississippi flows,
  247. p. 374, line 8Of a free and original life there, of simple diet and clean and sweet blood,
  248. p. 374, line 9Of litheness, majestic faces, clear eyes, and perfect physique there,
  249. p. 374, line 11Of these songs, well understood there, (being made for that area,)
  250. p. 374, line 12Of the native scorn of grossness and gain there,
  251. p. 375, line 21(Surely there is something more in each of the trees, some living soul.)
  252. p. 378, line 12Sleeping under the sunlight, sleeping under the moonlight, content and silent there at last,
  253. p. 378, line 16(There without hatred we all, all meet.)
  254. p. 380, line 21And the songs of birth, and shown that there are many births.
  255. p. 382, line 3What is there more, that I lag and pause and crouch extended with unshut mouth?
  256. p. 382, line 4Is there a single final farewell?
  257. p. 389, line 16And leave its odor there.
  258. p. 393, line 17Old Asia's there with venerable smile, seated amid her ruins;
  259. p. 395, line 12"She's free—she's on her destination "—these the last words—when Jenny came, he sat there dead,
  260. p. 408, line 3[…] away the days yet assign'd, and discover if there is anything for the said grim and time-bang'd conch to […]
  261. p. 408, line 5[…] inherited good spirits and primal buoyant centre-pulses down there deep somewhere within his gray-blurr'd old shell... .... . .... (Reader, you must […]
  262. p. 408, line 7[…] allow a little fun here—for one reason there are too many of the following poemets about death, &c […]
  263. p. 408, line 29[…] rich Union ever realize what itself cost, back there after all?—those hecatombs of battle-deaths—Those times of which […]
  264. p. 411, line 2Let it remain back there on its nail suspended,
  265. p. 412, line 3But we 'll make race a-time upon the seas—a battle-contest yet! bear lively there!
  266. p. 412, line 10(Have I fought out and done indeed the battle?) Is there no shot left,
  267. p. 419, line 3May-be at many and many-a-more removes—yet Allah, Allah, Allah is there.
  268. p. 420, line 6And my mate there could tell you the like—we have often confab'd about it,)
  269. p. 420, line 16Or plainly there to the left on the hill-tops.
  270. p. 421, line 24(On earth and in the sea—the universe—the stars there in the heavens,)
  271. p. 428, line 36[…] and is lunar and relative at the best. There are, I know, certain controling themes that seem endlessly appropriated […]
  272. p. 429, line 2[…] it may sound at first, I will say there is something striking far deeper and towering far higher than […]
  273. p. 430, line 19[…] past, it still remains to be said that there is even towards all those a subjective and contemporary point […]
  274. p. 430, line 27[…] for democratic America's sake, if for no other) there must imperatively come a readjustment of the whole theory and […]
  275. p. 431, line 14[…] ages, and to-day enveloping and penetrating America, is there one that is consistent with these United States, or essentially […]
  276. p. 431, line 16[…] as they are and are to be? Is there one whose underlying basis is not a denial and insult […]
  277. p. 431, line 23[…] darkness, or, at most, twilight dimness! What is there in those works that so imperiously and scornfully dominates all […]
  278. p. 432, line 35[…] in the country, or to Long Island's seashores—there, in the presence of outdoor influences, I went over thoroughly […]
  279. p. 433, line 23[…] at any rate for our occasions, our day) there can be no such thing as a long poem. The […]
  280. p. 434, line 24[…] into the atmosphere of the theme or thought—there to pursue your own flight. Another impetus-word is Comradeship as […]
  281. p. 435, line 1[…] our time the inheritance of it all. Fortunately there is the original inexhaustible fund of buoyancy, normally resident in […]
  282. p. 436, line 32[…] and symptoms of communities or individuals all times, there is nothing so rare in modern conventions and poetry as […]
  283. p. 436, line 38[…] Leaves of Grass" in time to come (if there should be such) I take occasion now to confirm those […]