Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

The lines with “thy”

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  1. p. 12, line 5Put in thy chants said he,
  2. p. 13, line 25Beyond thy lectures learn'd professor,
  3. p. 13, line 26Beyond thy telescope or spectroscope observer keen, beyond all mathematics,
  4. p. 14, line 3Thy yearning amply fed at last, prepared to meet,
  5. p. 14, line 4Thy mates, eidólons.
  6. p. 14, line 5Thy body permanent,
  7. p. 14, line 6The body lurking there within thy body,
  8. p. 14, line 9Thy very songs not in thy songs,
  9. p. 160, line 10Looking back on thee, seeing thee to thy duties, grandeurs, through past ages bending, building,
  10. p. 160, line 17Thy great cathedral sacred industry, no tomb,
  11. p. 160, line 27Over whose golden roof shall flaunt, beneath thy banner Freedom,
  12. p. 162, line 7With thy undaunted armies, engineering,
  13. p. 162, line 8Thy pennants labor, loosen'd to the breeze,
  14. p. 162, line 9Thy bugles sounding loud and clear.
  15. p. 163, line 14Thy offspring towering e'er so high, yet higher Thee above all towering,
  16. p. 163, line 15With Victory on thy left, and at thy right hand Law;
  17. p. 163, line 19With all thy wide geographies, manifold, different, distant,
  18. p. 163, line 25For thee come trooping up thy waters and thy lands;
  19. p. 163, line 26Behold! thy fields and farms, thy far-off woods and mountains,
  20. p. 164, line 2Or in Maine, far in the north and east, thy cheerful axemen,
  21. p. 164, line 4Behold, on the lakes, thy pilots at their wheels, thy oarsmen,
  22. p. 164, line 7Behold thy sturdy blacksmiths swinging their sledges,
  23. p. 164, line 10Mark the spirit of invention everywhere, thy rapid patents,
  24. p. 164, line 11Thy continual workshops, foundries, risen or rising,
  25. p. 164, line 13Mark, thy interminable farms, North, South,
  26. p. 164, line 14Thy wealthy daughter-states, Eastern and Western,
  27. p. 164, line 16Thy limitless crops, grass, wheat, sugar, oil, corn, rice, hemp, hops,
  28. p. 164, line 17Thy barns all fill'd, the endless freight-train and the bulging storehouse,
  29. p. 164, line 18The grapes that ripen on thy vines, the apples in thy orchards,
  30. p. 164, line 19Thy incalculable lumber, beef, pork, potatoes, thy coal, thy gold and silver,
  31. p. 164, line 20The inexhaustible iron in thy mines.
  32. p. 165, line 3But I have seen thee bunting, to tatters torn upon thy splinter'd staff,
  33. p. 165, line 8For thy mere remnant grimed with dirt and smoke and sopp'd in blood,
  34. p. 182, line 31In Thy ensemble, whatever else withheld withhold not from us,
  35. p. 204, line 27Waking renew'd on thy prodigious pinions,
  36. p. 204, line 29And rested on the sky, thy slave that cradled thee,)
  37. p. 205, line 9Thou ship of air that never furl'st thy sails,
  38. p. 205, line 13In them, in thy experiences, had'st thou my soul,
  39. p. 236, line 19And come to the front door mother, here's a letter from thy dear son.
  40. p. 249, line 9Forth from thy hovel door thou Ethiopia com'st to me,
  41. p. 260, line 29Laved in the flood of thy bliss O death.
  42. p. 278, line 6Reclining on thy breast, giving myself to thee,
  43. p. 278, line 7Answering the pulses of thy sane and equable heart,
  44. p. 278, line 28Thou groan'st with riches, thy wealth clothes thee as a swathing-garment,
  45. p. 278, line 30A myriad-twining life like interlacing vines binds all thy vast demesne,
  46. p. 279, line 6Thou Prairie Dame that sittest in the middle and lookest out upon thy world, and lookest East and lookest West,
  47. p. 282, line 1Beneath thy look O Maternal,
  48. p. 282, line 6Under thee only they harvest, even but a wisp of hay under thy great face only,
  49. p. 294, line 25But that thou walk'dst thy years in barter, 'mid the haunts of brokers,
  50. p. 296, line 2Thy name an earth, with mountains, fields and tides.
  51. p. 306, line 2The brightness of thy hope and strength and fame,
  52. p. 306, line 15Miserable! yet for thy errors, vanities, sins, I will not now rebuke thee,
  53. p. 306, line 16Thy unexampled woes and pangs have quell'd them all,
  54. p. 306, line 18In that amid thy many faults thou ever aimedst highly,
  55. p. 306, line 20In that thou surely wakedst weeping from thy drugg'd sleep,
  56. p. 306, line 21In that alone among thy sisters thou, giantess, didst rend the ones that shamed thee,
  57. p. 306, line 23This cross, thy livid face, thy pierced hands and feet,
  58. p. 306, line 24The spear thrust in thy side.
  59. p. 307, line 5Again thy star O France, fair lustrous star,
  60. p. 309, line 17And thy ecstatic chorus Poliuto;)
  61. p. 309, line 25WITH all thy gifts America,
  62. p. 316, line 27But in God's name, and for thy sake O soul.
  63. p. 317, line 18(Ah Genoese thy dream! thy dream!
  64. p. 317, line 19Centuries after thou art laid in thy grave,
  65. p. 317, line 20The shore thou foundest verifies thy dream.)
  66. p. 317, line 27A ceaseless thought, a varied train—lo, soul, to thee, thy sight, they rise,
  67. p. 320, line 28Not lands and seas alone, thy own clear freshness,
  68. p. 320, line 32Thy circumnavigation of the world begin,
  69. p. 322, line 17Are thy wings plumed indeed for such far flights?
  70. p. 322, line 21Then have thy bent unleash'd.
  71. p. 346, line 20THOU Mother with thy equal brood,
  72. p. 347, line 2I'd fashion thy ensemble including body and soul,
  73. p. 347, line 3I'd show away ahead thy real Union, and how it may be accomplish'd.
  74. p. 347, line 23And for thy subtler sense subtler refrains dread Mother,
  75. p. 347, line 28Through thy idea, lo, the immortal reality!
  76. p. 347, line 29Through thy reality, lo, the immortal idea!
  77. p. 348, line 14Sail, sail thy best, ship of Democracy,
  78. p. 348, line 15Of value is thy freight, 'tis not the Present only,
  79. p. 348, line 18Earth's résumé entire floats on thy keel O ship, is steadied by thy spars,
  80. p. 349, line 3Out of thy teeming womb thy giant babes in ceaseless procession issuing,
  81. p. 349, line 13I feel thy ominous greatness evil as well as good,
  82. p. 349, line 15I see thy light lighting, and thy shadow shadowing, as if the entire globe,
  83. p. 349, line 19Thee in thy future,
  84. p. 349, line 20Thee in thy only permanent life, career, thy own unloosen'd mind, thy soaring spirit,
  85. p. 349, line 25Thee in thy larger, saner brood of female, male—thee in thy athletes, moral, spiritual, South, North, West, East,
  86. p. 349, line 26(To thy immortal breasts, Mother of All, thy every daughter, son, endear'd alike, forever equal,)
  87. p. 349, line 27Thee in thy own musicians, singers, artists, unborn yet, but certain,
  88. p. 350, line 1Thee in thy moral wealth and civilization, (until which thy proudest material civilization must remain in vain,)
  89. p. 350, line 2Thee in thy all-supplying, all-enclosing worship—thee in no single bible, saviour, merely,
  90. p. 350, line 3Thy saviours countless, latent within thyself, thy bibles incessant within thyself, equal to any, divine as any,
  91. p. 350, line 4(Thy soaring course thee formulating, not in thy two great wars, nor in thy century's visible growth,
  92. p. 350, line 5But far more in these leaves and chants, thy chants, great Mother!)
  93. p. 350, line 7Thee in thy democratic fêtes en-masse, thy high original festivals, operas, lecturers, preachers,
  94. p. 350, line 8Thee in thy ultimata, (the preparations only now completed, the edifice on sure foundations tied,)
  95. p. 350, line 9Thee in thy pinnacles, intellect, thought, thy topmost rational joys, thy love and godlike aspiration,
  96. p. 350, line 10In thy resplendent coming literati, thy full-lung'd orators, thy sacerdotal bards, kosmic savans,
  97. p. 350, line 16To be thy natal stars my country, Ensemble, Evolution, Freedom,
  98. p. 350, line 19Thy soil, thy very subsoil, all upheav'd,
  99. p. 350, line 24The storm shall dash thy face, the murk of war and worse than war shall cover thee all over,
  100. p. 351, line 2The livid cancer spread its hideous claws, clinging upon thy breasts, seeking to strike thee deep within,
  101. p. 351, line 3Consumption of the worst, moral consumption, shall rouge thy face with hectic,
  102. p. 351, line 4But thou shalt face thy fortunes, thy diseases, and surmount them all,
  103. p. 352, line 7Thy lover me, for always I have loved thee,
  104. p. 352, line 8Even as basking babe, then happy boy alone by some wood edge, thy touching-distant beams enough,
  105. p. 352, line 10(Thou canst not with thy dumbness me deceive,
  106. p. 352, line 13As for thy throes, thy perturbations, sudden breaks and shafts of flame gigantic,
  107. p. 352, line 21Shed, shed thyself on mine and me, with but a fleeting ray out of thy million millions,
  108. p. 352, line 23Nor only launch thy subtle dazzle and thy strength for these,
  109. p. 356, line 8I hear thee trumpeter, listening alert I catch thy notes,
  110. p. 356, line 12Some dead composer, haply thy pensive life
  111. p. 356, line 15That now ecstatic ghost, close to me bending, thy cornet echoing, pealing,
  112. p. 356, line 19While at thy liquid prelude, glad, serene,
  113. p. 356, line 24Thy song expands my numb'd imbonded spirit, thou freest, launchest me,
  114. p. 357, line 1What charm thy music works! thou makest pass before me,
  115. p. 357, line 8Blow again trumpeter! and for thy theme,
  116. p. 357, line 22Swift to thy spell a shuddering hum like distant thunder rolls,
  117. p. 357, line 25Nor war alone—thy fearful music-song, wild player, brings every sight of fear,
  118. p. 358, line 3And now thy sullen notes send darkness through me,
  119. p. 358, line 11Now trumpeter for thy close,
  120. p. 358, line 17A vigor more than earth's is in thy notes,
  121. p. 358, line 30Thee in thy panoply, thy measur'd dual throbbing and thy beat convulsive,
  122. p. 359, line 1Thy black cylindric body, golden brass and silvery steel,
  123. p. 359, line 2Thy ponderous side-bars, parallel and connecting rods, gyrating, shuttling at thy sides,
  124. p. 359, line 3Thy metrical, now swelling pant and roar, now tapering in the distance,
  125. p. 359, line 4Thy great protruding head-light fix'd in front,
  126. p. 359, line 5Thy long, pale, floating vapor-pennants, tinged with delicate purple,
  127. p. 359, line 6The dense and murky clouds out-belching from thy smoke-stack,
  128. p. 359, line 7Thy knitted frame, thy springs and valves, the tremulous twinkle of thy wheels,
  129. p. 359, line 8Thy train of cars behind, obedient, merrily following,
  130. p. 359, line 13By day thy warning ringing bell to sound its notes,
  131. p. 359, line 14By night thy silent signal lamps to swing.
  132. p. 359, line 16Roll through my chant with all thy lawless music, thy swinging lamps at night,
  133. p. 359, line 17Thy madly-whistled laughter, echoing, rumbling like an earthquake, rousing all,
  134. p. 359, line 20Thy trills of shrieks by rocks and hills return'd,
  135. p. 365, line 22(A glimpse as of thy Mother's face Columbia,
  136. p. 366, line 5Thou waitest there as everywhere thy time.
  137. p. 367, line 8I erewhile saw, with erect head, pressing ever in front, bearing a bright sword in thy hand,
  138. p. 367, line 9Now ending well in death the splendid fever of thy deeds,
  139. p. 367, line 12After thy many battles in which never yielding up a gun or a color,
  140. p. 368, line 13But that in foreign lands, in all thy walks with kings,
  141. p. 369, line 22THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
  142. p. 376, line 13AS at thy portals also death,
  143. p. 376, line 14Entering thy sovereign, dim, illimitable grounds,
  144. p. 380, line 7But now obey thy cherish'd secret wish,
  145. p. 380, line 8Embrace thy friends, leave all in order,
  146. p. 380, line 10Depart upon thy endless cruise old Sailor.
  147. p. 385, line 5One side thy inland ocean laving, broad, with copious commerce, steamers, sails,
  148. p. 386, line 24But now from thee to me, caged bird, to feel thy joyous warble,
  149. p. 392, line 2Where day and night I wend thy surf-beat shore,
  150. p. 392, line 3Imaging to my sense thy varied strange suggestions,
  151. p. 392, line 4(I see and plainly list thy talk and conference here,)
  152. p. 392, line 5Thy troops of white-maned racers racing to the goal,
  153. p. 392, line 6Thy ample, smiling face, dash'd with the sparkling dimples of the sun,
  154. p. 392, line 7Thy brooding scowl and murk—thy unloos'd hurricanes,
  155. p. 392, line 8Thy unsubduedness, caprices, wilfulness;
  156. p. 392, line 9Great as thou art above the rest, thy many tears—a lack from all eternity in thy content,
  157. p. 392, line 11Thy lonely state—something thou ever seek'st and seek'st, yet never gain'st,
  158. p. 392, line 15And rhythmic rasping of thy sands and waves,
  159. p. 392, line 19A phantom in the night thy confidant for once,)
  160. p. 392, line 21Outsurging, muttering from thy soul's abysms,
  161. p. 393, line 2Thou from the prairies!—tangled and many-vein'd and hard has been thy part,
  162. p. 393, line 25Stands or is rising thy true monument.
  163. p. 394, line 6For them thy faith, thy rule I take, and grave it to the last;
  164. p. 394, line 11What passions, winnings, losses, ardors, swim thy waters!
  165. p. 394, line 16(Could but thy flagstones, curbs, façades, tell their inimitable tales;
  166. p. 394, line 17Thy windows rich, and huge hotels—thy side-walks wide;)
  167. p. 396, line 4Appearance must not foil, nor shifted sphere confuse thy brain.
  168. p. 399, line 15Thine eyes, ears—all thy best attributes—all that takes cognizance of natural beauty,
  169. p. 401, line 14Proof of this present time, and thee, thy broad expanse, America,
  170. p. 402, line 14Thy true condolence breathest, sendest out o'er many a salt sea mile,
  171. p. 403, line 13"Thou Mother with thy Equal Brood," and many, many more unspecified,
  172. p. 411, line 9Thy smile, eyes, face, calm, silent, loving as ever:
  173. p. 412, line 11For all thy affectations, lisps, scorns, manifold silliness?
  174. p. 412, line 14Thy bearded throat and high-borne forehead to the gutter;
  175. p. 412, line 15Crouch low thy neck to eleemosynary gifts.
  176. p. 414, line 7So sweet thy primitive taste to breathe within—thy soothing fingers on my face and hands,
  177. p. 415, line 11Thou! with as now thy bending neck and head, with courteous hand and word, ascending,
  178. p. 415, line 14Thou enterest at thy entrance porch.
  179. p. 415, line 15WELCOME, Brazilian brother—thy ample place is ready;
  180. p. 418, line 9Take deep to thy proud prosperous heart.
  181. p. 418, line 21Holding Humanity as in thy open hand, as some ephemeral toy,