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... songs . In these lines Whitman defines his re- lation to the world and to experience . He is a lounger through life , acted upon rather than acting . His attitude is one of awe and wonder ; the result is ecstasy . The universe for him ...
... songs . In these lines Whitman defines his re- lation to the world and to experience . He is a lounger through life , acted upon rather than acting . His attitude is one of awe and wonder ; the result is ecstasy . The universe for him ...
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... song or a symphony , whether he writes a poem , a novel , or a play , some- thing of his own life and experience inevit- ably goes into his work . In general , how- ever , the artist himself is only implied in his art and not fully ...
... song or a symphony , whether he writes a poem , a novel , or a play , some- thing of his own life and experience inevit- ably goes into his work . In general , how- ever , the artist himself is only implied in his art and not fully ...
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... Song of Myself . " His purpose was , as he has defined it retrospectively in a post- script to " Leaves of Grass , " " to articulate and faithfully express in literary or poetic form , and uncompromisingly , my own phy- sical ...
... Song of Myself . " His purpose was , as he has defined it retrospectively in a post- script to " Leaves of Grass , " " to articulate and faithfully express in literary or poetic form , and uncompromisingly , my own phy- sical ...
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... songs , " Leaves of Grass " presupposes something different . The pro- tagonist advances to the centre of the stage , a new figure . The scene too is changed , and with it , all its ... song is your average man 56 AN APPROACH TO WALT WHITMAN.
... songs , " Leaves of Grass " presupposes something different . The pro- tagonist advances to the centre of the stage , a new figure . The scene too is changed , and with it , all its ... song is your average man 56 AN APPROACH TO WALT WHITMAN.
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Carleton Noyes. The theme of the new song is your average man , going practically about his work , en- joying honestly his hours off , and always in direct actual contact with things . The thea- tre of his deeds is the workshop or the ...
Carleton Noyes. The theme of the new song is your average man , going practically about his work , en- joying honestly his hours off , and always in direct actual contact with things . The thea- tre of his deeds is the workshop or the ...
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Стр. 189 - From me to thee glad serenades, Dances for thee I propose saluting thee, adornments and feastings for thee, And the sights of the open landscape and the high-spread sky are fitting, And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night.
Стр. 26 - THERE was a child went forth every day, And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became, And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day, Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.
Стр. 188 - Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later delicate death.
Стр. 193 - And the multitude sat about him, and they said unto him, Behold, thy mother and thy brethren without seek for thee.
Стр. 38 - Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth, And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own, And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own, And that all men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers, And that a kelson of the creation is love...
Стр. 50 - RECONCILIATION WORD over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost, That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world; For my enemy is dead, a man divine as myself is dead, I look where he lies white-faced and still in the coffin — I draw near, Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the coffin.
Стр. 28 - Down from the shower'd halo, Up from the mystic play of shadows twining and twisting as if they were alive, Out from the patches of briers and blackberries, From the memories of the bird that chanted to me, From your memories, sad brother, from the fitful risings...
Стр. 120 - Here is the test of wisdom, Wisdom is not finally tested in schools, Wisdom cannot be pass'd from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof, Applies to all stages and objects and qualities and is content, Is the certainty of the reality and immortality of things, and the excellence of things; Something there is in the float of the sight of things that provokes it out of the soul.
Стр. 175 - Why, who makes much of a miracle ? As to me I know of nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky, Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water, Or...
Стр. 165 - Swiftly I shrivel at the thought of God, At Nature and its wonders, Time and Space and Death, But that I, turning, call to thee O soul, thou actual Me, And lo, thou gently masterest the orbs, Thou matest Time, smilest content at Death, And fillest, swellest full the vastnesses of Space.