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From the Book - 150th anniversary ed.
Leaves of Grass
Afterword / David S. Reynolds
Reviews of the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass
Ralph Waldo Emerson's letter to Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman's letter to Ralph Waldo Emerson
From the Book
Walt Whitman
America the beautiful
Earth, sea, and sky
I, Walt Whitman
Love poems
War poems
Come, sweet death
Reading list
Index of titles
Index of first lines
From the Book
Halcyon days
Fancies at Navesink
Election day, November, 1884
With husky-haughty lips, O sea
Death of General Grant
Red jacket
Washington's monument, February, 1885
Of that blithe throat of thine
Broadway
To get the final lilt of songs
Old salt Kossabone
Dead tenor
Continuities
Yonnondio
Life
Going somewhere
Small the theme of my chant
True conquerors
The United States to old world critics
Calming thought of all
Thanks in old age
Life and death
The voice of the rain
Soon shall the winter's foil be here
While not the past forgetting.
The dying veteran
Stronger lessons
A prairie sunset
Twenty years
Orange buds by mail from Florida
Twilight
You lingering sparse leaves of me
Not meagre, latent boughs alone
Dead emperor
As the Greek's signal flame
Dismantled ship
Now precident songs, farewell
An evening lull
Old age's lambent peaks
After the supper and talk
Good-bye my fancy
Sail out for good, Eidolon Yacht
Lingering last drops
Good-bye my fancy
On, on the same, ye Jocund Twain
My 71st year
Apparitions
The pallid wreath
An ended day
Old age's ship & crafty death's.
Few drops known
One thought ever at the fore
While behind all firm and erect
A kiss to the bride
Nay, tell me not to-day the publish'd shame
Supplement hours
Of many a smutch'd deed reminiscent
To be at all
Death's valley
On the same picture
A thought of Columbus
Rejected poems
Great are the myths
Poem of remembrance for a girl or a boy of these states
Think of the soul
Respondez
Apostroph
O sun of real peace
So far and so far, and on toward the end
In the new garden, in all the parts
States
Long I thought the knowledge
Hours continuing long, sore and heavy-hearted
Who is now reading this
To you.
To the pending year
Shakspere-Bacon's cipher
Long, long hence
Bravo, Paris exposition
Interpolation sounds
To the sunset breeze
Old chants
A christmas greeting
Sounds of the winter
A twilight song
When the full-grown poet came
Osceola
A voice from death
A Persian lesson
The commonplace
The rounded catalogue divine complete
Mirages
L. of G.'s purport
The unexpress'd - Grand is the seen
Unseen buds
Good-bye my fancy
Old age echoes
To soar in freedom and in fullness of power
Then shall perceive.
Of the visages of things
Says
Debris
Thought
Solid, ironical, rolling orb
Bathed in war's perfume
No my enemies ever invade me
This day, O soul
Lessons
One song, America, before I go
After an interval
The beauty of the ship
Two rivulets
Or from that sea of time
From my last years
In former songs.
Others may praise what they like
Who learns my lesson complete
Tests
The torch
O star of France
The Ox-tamer
An old man's thought of school
Wandering at morn
Italian music in Dakota
With all thy gifts
My picture-gallery
Prairie states
Proud music of the storm
Passage to India
Prayer of Columbus
Sleepers
Transpositions
To think of time
Whispers of heavenly death
Darest thou now o soul
Chanting the square deific
Of him I love day and night
Yet, yet ye downcast hours
As if a phantom caress'd me.
Return of the heroes
There was a child went forth
Old Ireland
City dead-house
This compost
To a foil'd European revolutionaire
Unnamed lands
Song of prudence
The singer in the prison
Warble for lilac-time
Outlines for a tomb
Out from behind this mask
Vocalism
To him that was crucified
You felons on trail in courts
Laws for creations
To a commmon prostitute
I was looking a long while
Thought
Miracles
Sparkles from the wheel
To a pupil
Unfolded out of the folds
What am I after all
Kosmos.
Ethiopia saluting the colors
Not youth pertains to me
Race of veterans
World take good notice
O tan-faced prairie-boy
Look down fair moon
Reconciliation
How solemn as one by one
As I lay with my head in your lap camerado
Delicate cluster
To a certain civilian
Lo, victress on the peaks
Spirit whose work is done
Adieu to a soldier
Turn o libertad
To the leaven'd soil they trod
Memories of President Lincoln
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd
O captain my captain
Hush'd be the camps to-day
This dust was once the man
By blue Ontario's shore
Reversals
Autumn rivulets
As consequent.
Assurances
Quicksand years
That music always round me
What ship puzzled at sea
A noiseless patient spider
O living always, always dying
To one shortly to die
Night on the prairies
Thought
The last invocation
As I watch'd the ploughman ploughing
Pensive and faltering
Thou mother with thy equal brood
A Paumanok picture
From noon to starry night
Thou orb aloft full-dazzling
Faces
The mystic trumpeter
To a locomotive in winter
O magnet-south
Mannahatta
All is truth
A riddle song
Excelsior.
Ah poverties,Wincings, and sulky retreats
Thoughts
Mediums
Weave in, my hardy life
Spain, 1873-74
By broad potomac's shore
From far Dakota's canons
Old war-dreams
Thick-sprinkled bunting
What best I see in thee
Spirit that form'd this scene
As I walk these broad majestic days
A clear midnight
Songs of parting
As the time draws nigh
Years of the modern
Ashes of soldiers
Thoughts
Song at sunset
As at thy portals also death
My legacy
Pensive on her dead gazing
Camps of green
Sobbing of the bells
As they draw to a close.
Joy, shipmate, joy
The untold want
Portals
These carols
Now finale to the shore
So long
Sands at seventy
Mannahatta
Paumanok
From Montauk point
To those who've fail'd
A carol closing sixty-nine
The bravest soldiers
A font of type
As I sit writing here
My canary bird
Queries to my seventieth year
The wallabout martyrs
The first dandelion
America
Memories
To-day and thee
After the dazzle of day
Abraham Lincoln, born Feb. 12, 1809
Out of May's shows selected.
What think you I take my pen in hand
To the East and to the West
Sometimes with one I love
To a western boy - Fast-anchor'd eternal O love
Among the multitude
O you whom I often and silently come
That shadow my likeness
Full of life now
Salut au monde
Song of the open road
Crossing Brooklyn ferry
Song of the answerer
Our old feuillage
A song of joys
Song of the broad-axe
Song of the exposition
Song of the redwood-tree
A song for occupations
A song of the rolling earth
Youth, day, old age, and night
Birds of passage
Song of the universal
Pioneers O Pioneers
To you.
Not heaving from my Ribb'd breast only
Of the terrible doubt of appearances
The base of all metaphysics
Recorders ages hence
When I heard at the close of day
Are you the new person drawn toward me
Roots and leaves themselves alone
Not heat flames up and consumes
Trickle drops
City of orgies
Behold this swarthy face
I saw in Louisiana a live-oak growing
To a stranger
This moment yearning and thoughtful
I hear it was charged against me
The prairie-grass dividing
When I peruse the conquer'd fame
We two boys together clinging
A promise to California
Here the frailest leves of me
No labor-saving machine
A glimpse
A leaf for hand in hand
Earth my likeness
I dream'd in a dream.
Starting from Paumanok
Song of myself
Children of Adam
To the garden the world
From pent-up aching rivers
I sing the body electric
A woman waits for me
Spontaneous me
One hour to madness and joy
Out of the rolling ocean the crowd
Ages and ages returning at intervals
We two, how long we were fool'd
O hymen O hymenee
I am he that aches with love
Native moments
Once I pass'd through a populous city
I heard you solemn-sweet pipes of the organ
Facing west from California's shores
As Adam early in the morning
Calamus
In paths untrodden
Scented herbage of my breast
Whoever you are holding me now in hand
For you O democracy
These I singing in spring.
Inscriptions
One's-self I sing
As I ponder'd in silence
In cabin'd ships at sea
To foreign lands
To a historian
To thee old cause
Eidolons
For him I sing
When I read the book
Beginning my studies
- Beginners
To the states
On journey's through the states
To a certain cantatrice
Me imperturbe
Savantism
The ship starting
I hear America singing
What place is besieged
Still though the one I sing
Shut not our doors
Poets to come
To you
Thou reader.
Beat beat drums
From Paumanok starting I fly like a bird
Song of the banner at daybreak
Rise O days from your fathomless deeps
Virginia-the west
City of ships
The centenarian's story
Cavalry crossing a ford
Bivouac on a mountain side
An army corps of the march
By the Bivouac's fitful flame
Come up from the fields father
Vigil strange I kept on the field one night
A march in the ranks hard-prest
A sight in camp in the daybreak gray and dim
As toilsome I wander'd Virginia's woods
Not the pilot
Year that trembled and reel'd beneath me
The wound-dresser
Long, too long America
Give me the splendid silent sun
Dirge for two veterans
Over the carnage rose prophetic a voice
I saw old general at bay
The artilleryman's vision.
Perfections
O Me O Life
To a president
I sit and look out
To rich givers
The dalliane of the Eagles
Roaming in thought
A farm picture
A child's amaze
The runner
Beautiful women
Mother and babe
Thought
Visor'd
Thought
Gliding o'er all
Hast never come to thee an hour
Thought
To old age
Locations and times
Offerings
To the states, to identify the 16th, 17th or 18th presidentiad
Drum-taps
First O songs for a prelude
Eighteen sixty-one.
France the 18th year of these states
Myself and mine
Year of meteors
With antecedents
A broadway pageant
Sea-drift
Out of the cradle endlessly rocking
As I ebb'd with the ocean of life
Tears
To the man-of-war bird
Aboard at a ship's helm
On the beach at night
The world below the brine
On the beach at night alone
Song for all seas, all ships
Patroling barnegat
After the sea-ship
By the roadside
A Boston ballad, 1854
Europe the 72nd and 73rd years of these states
A hand-mirror
Gods
Germs
Thoughts
When I heards the lean'd astronomer.
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Contributors
Ballerini, Edoardo Reader
Crow, Benjamin Reader
Daniel, Lewis C.,1901-1
Hollander, John Writer of introduction
Holloway, Emory,1885-1977. ed
Crow, Benjamin Reader
Daniel, Lewis C.,1901-1
Hollander, John Writer of introduction
Holloway, Emory,1885-1977. ed
Kent, Rockwell Illustrator
Morley, Christopher
Myerson Collection
Powell, Lawrence Clark,1906-2001 editor
Reynolds, David S.,1948
Reynolds, Ethan Reader
Smith, Jason Reader
Whitman, Walt Author
Whitman, Walt Author
Morley, Christopher
Myerson Collection
Powell, Lawrence Clark,1906-2001 editor
Reynolds, David S.,1948
Reynolds, Ethan Reader
Smith, Jason Reader
Whitman, Walt Author
Whitman, Walt Author
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9781520079776
9781620114988
9780681224773
9781394604104
9781443435499
9781573920407
9780192826756
9780553211160
9780195183429
8596547336952
9780679600763
9781915932709
9798368943497
9781666554120
9781984897558
9781722525019
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