Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

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  1. p. 11, line 16(I think all war through time was really fought, and ever will be really fought, for thee,)
  2. p. 15, line 11ON journeys through the States we start,
  3. p. 15, line 12(Ay through the world, urged by these songs,
  4. p. 15, line 18We pass through Kanada, the North-east, the vast valley of the Mississippi, and the Southern States,
  5. p. 19, line 21See, projected through time,
  6. p. 23, line 25Strains musical flowing through ages, now reaching hither,
  7. p. 25, line 1And I will thread a thread through my poems that time and events are compact,
  8. p. 26, line 27Of and through the States as during life, each man and woman my neighbor,
  9. p. 28, line 8See, steamers steaming through my poems,
  10. p. 28, line 15See, through Atlantica's depths pulses American Europe reaching, pulses of Europe duly return'd,
  11. p. 28, line 19See, lounging through the shops and fields of the States, me well-belov'd, close-held by day and night,
  12. p. 30, line 3My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing of blood and air through my lungs,
  13. p. 30, line 15You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books,
  14. p. 30, line 16You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,
  15. p. 31, line 15As the hugging and loving bed-fellow sleeps at my side through the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day with stealthy tread,
  16. p. 32, line 12Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with linguists and contenders,
  17. p. 34, line 25I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no,
  18. p. 36, line 17Through the swung half-door of the kitchen I saw him limpsy and weak,
  19. p. 38, line 21The wild gander leads his flock through the cool night,
  20. p. 41, line 10As the fare-collector goes through the train he gives notice by the jingling of loose change,
  21. p. 41, line 18Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red river or through those drain'd by the Tennessee, or through those of the Arkansas,
  22. p. 43, line 12I blow through my embouchures my loudest and gayest for them.
  23. p. 44, line 4Does the daylight astonish? does the early redstart twittering through the woods?
  24. p. 44, line 18Having pried through the strata, analyzed to a hair, counsel'd with doctors and calculated close,
  25. p. 47, line 23These mariners put the ship through dangerous unknown seas,
  26. p. 48, line 13Through me the afflatus surging and surging, through me the current and index.
  27. p. 48, line 16Through me many long dumb voices,
  28. p. 48, line 24Through me forbidden voices,
  29. p. 51, line 16I hear the key'd cornet, it glides quickly in through my ears,
  30. p. 51, line 17It shakes mad-sweet pangs through my belly and breast.
  31. p. 52, line 9They seize every object and lead it harmlessly through me.
  32. p. 54, line 16In vain the snake slides through the creepers and logs,
  33. p. 56, line 8Walking the path worn in the grass and beat through the leaves of the brush,
  34. p. 56, line 10Where the bat flies in the Seventh-month eve, where the great goldbug drops through the dark,
  35. p. 57, line 2At the cider-mill tasting the sweets of the brown mash, sucking the juice through a straw,
  36. p. 57, line 20Through patches of citrons and cucumbers with silver-wired leaves,
  37. p. 57, line 21Through the salt-lick or orange glade, or under conical firs,
  38. p. 57, line 22Through the gymnasium, through the curtain'd saloon, through the office or public hall;
  39. p. 58, line 13Speeding through space, speeding through heaven and the stars,
  40. p. 59, line 3Through the clear atmosphere I stretch around on the wonderful beauty,
  41. p. 61, line 4The fall of grenades through the rent roof, the fan-shaped explosion,
  42. p. 61, line 7He gasps through the clot Mind not me—mind—the entrenchments.
  43. p. 63, line 16The captain on the quarter-deck coldly giving his orders through a countenance white as a sheet,
  44. p. 67, line 19Minding their voices peal through the crash of destruction,
  45. p. 69, line 25Dancing yet through the streets in a phallic procession, rapt and austere in the woods a gymnosophist,
  46. p. 71, line 23I waited unseen and always, and slept through the lethargic mist,
  47. p. 72, line 16Jostling me through streets and public halls, coming naked to me at night,
  48. p. 74, line 23The boy I love, the same becomes a man not through derived power, but in his own right,
  49. p. 78, line 13Who has done his day's work? who will soonest be through with his supper?
  50. p. 79, line 13My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays through them, for reasons, most wondrous,
  51. p. 80, line 22The furious storm through me careering, I passionately trembling.
  52. p. 81, line 1From the soft sliding of hands over me and thrusting of fingers through my hair and beard,
  53. p. 82, line 3The strong sweet quality he has strikes through the cotton and broadcloth,
  54. p. 82, line 7The swimmer naked in the swimming-bath, seen as he swims through the transparent green-shine, or lies with his face up and rolls silently to and fro in the heave of the water,
  55. p. 82, line 12The young fellow hoeing corn, the sleigh-driver driving his six horses through the crowd,
  56. p. 82, line 16The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play of masculine muscle through clean-setting trowsers and waist-straps,
  57. p. 83, line 7He drank water only, the blood show'd like scarlet through the clear-brown skin of his face,
  58. p. 84, line 17As I see through a mist, One with inexpressible completeness, sanity, beauty,
  59. p. 86, line 8How do you know who shall come from the offspring of his offspring through the centuries?
  60. p. 86, line 9(Who might you find you have come from yourself, if you could trace back through the centuries?)
  61. p. 89, line 12Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself,
  62. p. 90, line 9The wet of woods through the early hours,
  63. p. 90, line 25The pulse pounding through palms and trembling encircling fingers, the young man all color'd, red, ashamed, angry;
  64. p. 91, line 8The greed that eats me day and night with hungry gnaw, till I saturate what shall produce boys to fill my place when I am through,
  65. p. 92, line 29Through the new garden the West, the great cities calling,
  66. p. 94, line 13ONCE I pass'd through a populous city imprinting my brain for future use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions,
  67. p. 94, line 23Heart of my love! you too I heard murmuring low through one of the wrists around my head,
  68. p. 97, line 6I will raise with it immortal reverberations through the States,
  69. p. 97, line 7I will give an example to lovers to take permanent shape and will through the States,
  70. p. 97, line 8Through me shall the words be said to make death exhilarating,
  71. p. 99, line 18(Wild-flowers and vines and weeds come up through the stones and partly cover them, beyond these I pass,)
  72. p. 100, line 24Not in husky pantings through clinch'd teeth,
  73. p. 102, line 17Whose happiest days were far away through fields, in woods, on hills, he and another wandering hand in hand, they twain apart from other men,
  74. p. 104, line 16O nor down-balls nor perfumes, nor the high rain-emitting clouds, are borne through the open air,
  75. p. 104, line 17Any more than my soul is borne through the open air,
  76. p. 107, line 21How together through life, through dangers, odium, unchanging, long and long,
  77. p. 107, line 22Through youth and through middle and old age, how unfaltering, how affectionate and faithful they were,
  78. p. 108, line 23But a few carols vibrating through the air I leave,
  79. p. 109, line 1A GLIMPSE through an interstice caught,
  80. p. 113, line 22I see a great round wonder rolling through space,
  81. p. 115, line 3Others sternly push their way through the northern winter-packs,
  82. p. 116, line 15I see them raised high with stones by the marge of restless oceans, that the dead men's spirits when they wearied of their quiet graves might rise up through the mounds and gaze on the tossing billows, and be refresh'd by storms, immensity, liberty, action.
  83. p. 119, line 5You Jew journeying in your old age through every risk to stand once on Syrian ground!
  84. p. 120, line 14I have run through what any river or strait of the globe has run through,
  85. p. 124, line 11The efflux of the soul comes from within through embower'd gates, ever provoking questions,
  86. p. 127, line 11To take to your use out of the compact cities as you pass through,
  87. p. 128, line 5Behold through you as bad as the rest,
  88. p. 128, line 6Through the laughter, dancing, dining, supping, of people,
  89. p. 128, line 11Formless and wordless through the streets of the cities, polite and bland in the parlors,
  90. p. 128, line 18Allons! through struggles and wars!
  91. p. 138, line 6To launch off with absolute faith, to sweep through the ceaseless rings and never be quiet again.
  92. p. 138, line 20Through Mannahatta's streets I walking, these things gathering,
  93. p. 139, line 11In winter beneath the hard blue ice of Moosehead lake, in summer visible through the clear waters, the great trout swimming,
  94. p. 143, line 3The exquisite smell of the earth at daybreak, and all through the forenoon.
  95. p. 143, line 19And through the orchard and along the old lanes once more.
  96. p. 145, line 21I see a lance driven through his side, press'd deep, turn'd in the wound,
  97. 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,
  98. p. 149, line 27The loose drift of character, the inkling through random types, the solidification;
  99. p. 150, line 13The echoes resounding through the vacant building;
  100. p. 151, line 2The strong command through the fire-trumpets, the falling in line, the rise and fall of the arms forcing the water,
  101. p. 151, line 4The crash and cut away of connecting wood-work, or through floors if the fire smoulders under them,
  102. p. 155, line 27Seal-fishers, whalers, arctic seamen breaking passages through the ice.
  103. p. 157, line 26The loving Laborer through space and time.)
  104. p. 159, line 4Ended, deceas'd through time, her voice by Castaly's fountain,
  105. p. 159, line 21Making directly for this rendezvous, vigorously clearing a path for herself, striding through the confusion,
  106. p. 160, line 10Looking back on thee, seeing thee to thy duties, grandeurs, through past ages bending, building,
  107. p. 161, line 26Echoed through long, long centuries to come,
  108. p. 166, line 31We welcome what we wrought for through the past,
  109. p. 170, line 20And all else behind or through them.
  110. 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,
  111. p. 177, line 2They are imbued through all things conveying themselves willingly,
  112. p. 181, line 15For it the entire star-myriads roll through the sky.
  113. p. 183, line 26Down the edges, through the passes, up the mountains steep,
  114. p. 184, line 23Through the battle, through defeat, moving yet and never stopping,
  115. p. 185, line 11Through these shores amid the shadows, with the apparitions pressing,
  116. p. 188, line 5Through birth, life, death, burial, the means are provided, nothing is scanted,
  117. p. 188, line 6Through angers, losses, ambition, ignorance, ennui, what you are picks its way.
  118. p. 191, line 18As I flit through you hastily, soon to fall and be gone, what is this chant,
  119. p. 193, line 11Ride to-day through Manhattan.
  120. p. 199, line 14Sound clearer through the atmosphere!
  121. p. 201, line 18Whisper'd me through the night, and very plainly before daybreak,
  122. p. 205, line 10Days, even weeks untired and onward, through spaces, realms gyrating,
  123. p. 205, line 17Through fog on a sea-coast dolefully ringing,
  124. p. 205, line 29Up through the darkness,
  125. p. 207, line 1Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold, the play of light through the water,
  126. p. 208, line 28Where through the murk the easterly death-wind breasting,
  127. p. 208, line 29Through cutting swirl and spray watchful and firm advancing,
  128. p. 209, line 2Steadily, slowly, through hoarse roar never remitting,
  129. p. 210, line 2Every man holds his revolver, marching stiff through Boston town.
  130. p. 214, line 9Of vista—suppose some sight in arriere through the formative chaos, presuming the growth, fulness, life, now attain'd on the journey,
  131. p. 216, line 6A traveler's lodging and breakfast as I journey through the States,—why should I be ashamed to own such gifts? why to advertise for them?
  132. p. 216, line 21THROUGH the ample open door of the peaceful country barn,
  133. p. 218, line 1GLIDING o'er all, through all,
  134. p. 218, line 2Through Nature, Time, and Space,
  135. p. 220, line 1From the houses then and the workshops, and through all the doorways,
  136. p. 220, line 13Arm'd regiments arrive every day, pass through the city, and embark from the wharves,
  137. p. 222, line 5Through the windows—through doors—burst like a ruthless force,
  138. p. 224, line 12On floats the sea in distant blue careering through its channels,
  139. p. 226, line 16Not for the present alone, for a thousand years chanting through you,
  140. p. 227, line 17I burst through where I waited long, too long, deafen'd and blinded,
  141. p. 228, line 19I sail'd through the storm, I was refresh'd by the storm,
  142. p. 229, line 10Not through the mighty woods we go, but through the mightier cities,
  143. p. 229, line 21How Democracy with desperate vengeful port strides on, shown through the dark by those flashes of lightning!
  144. p. 229, line 22(Yet a mournful wail and low sob I fancied I heard through the dark,
  145. p. 230, line 1Long had I walk'd my cities, my country roads through farms, only half satisfied,
  146. p. 231, line 14War, red war is my song through your streets, O city!
  147. p. 233, line 9Till of a sudden unlook'd for by defiles through the woods, gain'd at night,
  148. p. 235, line 1The battle begins and goes against us, behold through the smoke Washington's face,
  149. p. 237, line 18Grieve not so, dear mother, (the just-grown daughter speaks through her sobs,
  150. p. 239, line 2A route through a heavy wood with muffled steps in the darkness,
  151. p. 241, line 1Yet at times through changeful season and scene, abrupt, alone, or in the crowded street,
  152. p. 241, line 11A thick gloom fell through the sunshine and darken'd me,
  153. p. 243, line 5The neck of the cavalry-man with the bullet through and through I examine,
  154. p. 243, line 24Returning, resuming, I thread my way through the hospitals,
  155. p. 246, line 16Strikes me through and through.
  156. p. 248, line 5And through the stillness, through the dark, I hear, just hear, the breath of my infant,
  157. p. 248, line 11The grape like the hum and whirr of wind through the trees, (tumultuous now the contest rages,)
  158. p. 252, line 3Flag of death! (how I watch'd you through the smoke of battle pressing!
  159. p. 253, line 5That with muttering voice through the war now closed, like a tireless phantom flitted,
  160. p. 253, line 24Spell of all brave and manly hearts, the trains of time through you and like of you all fill'd,
  161. p. 254, line 3Through untried roads with ambushes opponents lined,
  162. p. 254, line 4Through many a sharp defeat and many a crisis, often baffled,
  163. p. 256, line 13Amid lanes and through old woods, where lately the violets peep'd from the ground, spotting the gray debris,
  164. p. 256, line 19Coffin that passes through lanes and streets,
  165. p. 256, line 20Through day and night with the great cloud darkening the land,
  166. p. 256, line 26With dirges through the night, with the thousand voices rising strong and solemn,
  167. p. 261, line 19Borne through the smoke of the battles and pierc'd with missiles I saw them,
  168. p. 261, line 20And carried hither and yon through the smoke, and torn and bloody,
  169. p. 267, line 5Through him flights, whirls, screams, answering those of the fish-hawk, mocking-bird, night-heron, and eagle,
  170. p. 270, line 17I sing you over all, flying beckoning through the fight—O the hard-contested fight!
  171. p. 271, line 8Have you sped through fleeting customs, popularities?
  172. p. 273, line 19Have I not through life kept you and yours before me?)
  173. p. 273, line 23It is to walk rapidly through civilizations, governments, theories,
  174. p. 273, line 24Through poems, pageants, shows, to form individuals.
  175. p. 275, line 28I know not fruition's success, but I know that through war and crime your work goes on, and must yet go on.)
  176. p. 279, line 12Or pass'd with slow step through the wounded and dying.
  177. p. 286, line 3I will run a furrow with my plough, I will press my spade through the sod and turn it up underneath,
  178. p. 286, line 8The bean bursts noiselessly through the mould in the garden,
  179. p. 286, line 14The young of poultry break through the hatch'd eggs,
  180. p. 287, line 12What we believe in waits latent forever through all the continents,
  181. p. 289, line 6Some prowling through woods, some living peaceably on farms, laboring, reaping, filling barns,
  182. p. 290, line 3But the same affects him or her onward afterward through the indirect lifetime.
  183. p. 290, line 11In the unshakable order of the universe and through the whole scope of it forever.
  184. p. 295, line 1While through the interior vistas,
  185. p. 296, line 22To launch and spin through space revolving sideling, from these to emanate,
  186. p. 297, line 16They debouch as they are wanted to march obediently through the mouth of that man or that woman.
  187. p. 299, line 20And that you or any one must approach creations through such laws?
  188. p. 302, line 11IS reform needed? is it through you?
  189. p. 303, line 7A man is a great thing upon the earth and through eternity, but every jot of the greatness of man is unfolded out of woman;
  190. p. 309, line 8THROUGH the soft evening air enwinding all,
  191. p. 317, line 5I hear the echoes reverberate through the grandest scenery in the world,
  192. p. 317, line 14Marking through these and after all, in duplicate slender lines,
  193. p. 321, line 16Bear me indeed as through the regions infinite,
  194. p. 325, line 9Shadowy vast shapes smile through the air and sky,
  195. p. 327, line 16Perfume and youth course through me and I am their wake.
  196. p. 328, line 1I see a beautiful gigantic swimmer swimming naked through the eddies of the sea,
  197. p. 328, line 15The tempest lulls, the moon comes floundering through the drifts.
  198. p. 329, line 5He stands in the room of the old tavern, the well-belov'd soldiers all pass through,
  199. p. 330, line 18The actor and actress, those through with their parts and those waiting to commence,
  200. p. 335, line 2The markets, the government, the working-man's wages, to think what account they are through our nights and days,
  201. p. 336, line 17And they between, and all through the Mississippi country, and all over the earth.
  202. p. 339, line 20Wending my way through the homes of men, rich or poor, with the kiss of affection,
  203. p. 340, line 20Breathe my breath also through these songs.
  204. p. 341, line 24As I lean and look through the glimmering light, that one has utterly disappear'd,
  205. p. 342, line 5I do not doubt that the orbs and the systems of orbs play their swift sports through the air on purpose, and that I shall one day be eligible to do as much as they, and more than they,
  206. p. 343, line 5A transparent base shuddering lusciously under and through the universe,
  207. p. 344, line 16The sun bursts through in unlooked-for directions,
  208. p. 347, line 28Through thy idea, lo, the immortal reality!
  209. p. 347, line 29Through thy reality, lo, the immortal idea!
  210. p. 351, line 5Whatever they are to-day and whatever through time they may be,
  211. p. 352, line 22Strike through these chants.
  212. p. 358, line 3And now thy sullen notes send darkness through me,
  213. p. 359, line 9Through gale or calm, now swift, now slack, yet steadily careering;
  214. p. 359, line 16Roll through my chant with all thy lawless music, thy swinging lamps at night,
  215. p. 359, line 26Dear to me my own slow sluggish rivers where they flow, distant, over flats of silvery sands or through swamps,
  216. p. 360, line 2Again in Florida I float on transparent lakes, I float on the Okeechobee, I cross the hummock-land or through pleasant openings or dense forests,
  217. p. 360, line 6I pass rude sea-headlands and enter Pamlico sound through an inlet, and dart my vision inland;
  218. p. 360, line 12The mocking-bird, the American mimic, singing all the forenoon, singing through the moon-lit night,
  219. p. 362, line 23Companion of the city's busiest streets, through the assemblage,
  220. p. 367, line 2Lone, sulky, through the time's thick murk looking in vain for light, for hope,
  221. p. 367, line 24Where through the carnage I moved with a callous composure, or away from the fallen,
  222. p. 371, line 13Your dreams O years, how they penetrate through me! (I know not whether I sleep or wake;)
  223. p. 371, line 22From cemeteries all through Virginia and Tennessee,
  224. p. 373, line 2How they pass and have pass'd through convuls'd pains, as through parturitions,
  225. p. 375, line 24O strain musical flowing through ages and continents, now reaching me and America!
  226. p. 375, line 31As I have lived, as I have look'd through my windows my eyes,
  227. p. 378, line 1Outposts of pickets posted surrounding alert through the dark,
  228. p. 379, line 4Of joy, sweet joy, through many a year, in them,
  229. p. 379, line 7Through Space and Time fused in a chant, and the flowing eternal identity,
  230. p. 379, line 26THESE carols sung to cheer my passage through the world I see,
  231. p. 380, line 15When through these States walk a hundred millions of superb persons,
  232. p. 380, line 19I have press'd through in my own right,
  233. p. 386, line 10Brave, brave were the soldiers (high named to-day) who lived through the fight;
  234. p. 389, line 5Again the trembling, laboring vessel veers me—I press through foam-dash'd rocks that almost touch me,
  235. p. 389, line 18You unseen force, centripetal, centrifugal, through space's spread,
  236. p. 391, line 3Myself through every by-gone phase—my idle youth—old age at hand,
  237. p. 392, line 27Fought out through wrath, fears, dark dismays, and many a long suspense;
  238. p. 393, line 22Through teeming cities' streets, indoors or out, factories or farms,
  239. p. 395, line 7(Sometimes, indeed, through half the day,)
  240. p. 395, line 20How through those strains distill'd—how the rapt ears, the soul of me, absorbing
  241. p. 396, line 21A muffled sonorous sound, a wailing word is borne through the air for a moment,
  242. 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.
  243. p. 400, line 7Had fought in the ranks—fought well—had been all through the Revolutionary war,)
  244. p. 401, line 18Now here their sweetness through my room unfolding,
  245. p. 408, line 20[…] overzealous, over-continued bodily and emotional excitement and action through the times of 1862, '3,'4 and '5, visiting and waiting on wounded and […]
  246. p. 413, line 7OVER and through the burial chant,
  247. p. 418, line 15Thou ever-darting Globe! through Space and Air!
  248. p. 418, line 19Thou that in all, and over all, and through and under all, incessant!
  249. p. 425, line 16[…] down—yet reaching port in a sufficient way through all discomfitures at last)—After completing my poems, I am […]
  250. p. 425, line 23[…] of seven or eight stages and struggles extending through nearly thirty years, (as I nigh my three-score-and-ten I live […]
  251. p. 426, line 37[…] quite exact, a desire that had been flitting through my previous life, or hovering on the flanks, mostly indefinite […]
  252. p. 430, line 7[…] of America and democracy—to chant those themes through the utterance of one, not only the grateful and reverent […]
  253. p. 430, line 9[…] child of the New World—to illustrate all through the genesis and ensemble of to-day; and that such illustration […]
  254. p. 430, line 34[…] factors in known history, and far, far greater through what they prelude and necessitate, and are to be in […]
  255. p. 432, line 4[…] as illustrated in its pages are arrived at through the temper and inculcation of the old works as much […]
  256. p. 432, line 5[…] inculcation of the old works as much as through anything else—perhaps more than through anything else. As America […]
  257. p. 432, line 6[…] much as through anything else—perhaps more than through anything else. As America fully and fairly construed is the […]
  258. p. 435, line 24[…] a great aggregate Nation, it is, perhaps, altogether through the forming of myriads of fully develop'd and enclosing individuals […]
  259. p. 437, line 16[…] visible, eventuate all concrete life and all materialism, through Time. My book ought to emanate buoyancy and gladness legitimately […]
  260. p. 437, line 43[…] the Flemish painter, in one of his wanderings through the galleries of old convents, came across a singular work […]