Leaves of GrassG.P. Putnam's Sons, 1897 - Всего страниц: 446 |
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... darkness . I am a man who , sauntering along without fully stopping , turns a casual look upon you and then averts his face , Leaving it to you to prove and define it , Expecting the main things from you . TO YOU . STRANGER , if you ...
... darkness . I am a man who , sauntering along without fully stopping , turns a casual look upon you and then averts his face , Leaving it to you to prove and define it , Expecting the main things from you . TO YOU . STRANGER , if you ...
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... dark - color'd sea - rocks , and of hay in the barn , The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of the wind , A few light kisses , a few embraces , a reaching around of arms , The play of shine and shade on the ...
... dark - color'd sea - rocks , and of hay in the barn , The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of the wind , A few light kisses , a few embraces , a reaching around of arms , The play of shine and shade on the ...
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... dark to be from the white heads of old mothers , Darker than the colorless beards of old men , Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths . OI perceive after all so many uttering tongues , And I perceive they do not come from ...
... dark to be from the white heads of old mothers , Darker than the colorless beards of old men , Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths . OI perceive after all so many uttering tongues , And I perceive they do not come from ...
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... dark that hangs on the Chattahooche or Altamahaw , Patriarchs sit at supper with sons and grandsons and great - grand- sons around them , In walls of adobie , in canvas tents , rest hunters and trappers after their day's sport , The ...
... dark that hangs on the Chattahooche or Altamahaw , Patriarchs sit at supper with sons and grandsons and great - grand- sons around them , In walls of adobie , in canvas tents , rest hunters and trappers after their day's sport , The ...
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... their place , The bright suns I see and the dark suns I cannot see are in their place , The palpable is in its place and the impalpable is in its place . ) 17 Ж These are really the thoughts of all men 42 LEAVES OF Grass .
... their place , The bright suns I see and the dark suns I cannot see are in their place , The palpable is in its place and the impalpable is in its place . ) 17 Ж These are really the thoughts of all men 42 LEAVES OF Grass .
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Стр. 76 - Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.) I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the doorslab.
Стр. 258 - 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. 198 - With this just-sustain' d note I announce myself to you, This gentle call is for you my love, for you. Do not be decoy' d elsewhere, That is the whistle of the wind, it is not my voice^ That is the fluttering, the fluttering of the spray, Those are the shadows of leaves. O darkness ! O in vain ! OI am very sick and sorrowful.
Стр. 31 - Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose? Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation. Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic, And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white, Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same, I receive them the same. And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.
Стр. 257 - Limitless out of the dusk, out of the cedars and pines. Sing on dearest brother, warble your reedy song, Loud human song, with voice of uttermost woe.
Стр. 253 - WHEN lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night, I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
Стр. 196 - The solitary guest from Alabama. Blow! blow! blow! Blow up, sea-winds, along Paumanok's shore! I wait and I wait, till you blow my mate to me.
Стр. 69 - Rise after rise bow the phantoms behind me, Afar down I see the huge first Nothing, I know I was even there, I waited unseen and always, and slept through the lethargic mist, And took my time, and took no hurt from the fetid carbon.
Стр. 72 - This day before dawn I ascended a hill and look'd at the crowded heaven, And I said to my spirit When we become the enfolders of those orbs, and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them, shall we be filCd and satisfied then ? And my spirit said No, we but level that lift to pass and continue beyond.
Стр. 46 - Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me. Through me the afflatus surging and surging, through me the current and index.