Leaves of GrassG.P. Putnam's Sons, 1897 - Всего страниц: 446 |
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... streets , with iron and stone edifices , ceaseless vehicles , and com- merce , See , the many - cylinder'd steam printing - press - see , the electric telegraph stretching across the continent , See , through Atlantica's depths pulses ...
... streets , with iron and stone edifices , ceaseless vehicles , and com- merce , See , the many - cylinder'd steam printing - press - see , the electric telegraph stretching across the continent , See , through Atlantica's depths pulses ...
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... streets , or along the fields and hill - sides , The feeling of health , the full - noon trill , the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun . Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much ? have you the earth much ? Have you practis'd ...
... streets , or along the fields and hill - sides , The feeling of health , the full - noon trill , the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun . Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much ? have you the earth much ? Have you practis'd ...
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... streets in a phallic procession , rapt and austere in the woods a gymnosophist , Drinking mead from the skull - cup , to Shastas and Vedas admirant , minding the Koran , Walking the teokallis , spotted with gore from the stone and knife ...
... streets in a phallic procession , rapt and austere in the woods a gymnosophist , Drinking mead from the skull - cup , to Shastas and Vedas admirant , minding the Koran , Walking the teokallis , spotted with gore from the stone and knife ...
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... streets and public halls , coming naked to me at night , Crying by day Ahoy ! from the rocks of the river , swinging and chirping over my head , Calling my name from flower - beds , vines , tangled underbrush , Lighting on every moment ...
... streets and public halls , coming naked to me at night , Crying by day Ahoy ! from the rocks of the river , swinging and chirping over my head , Calling my name from flower - beds , vines , tangled underbrush , Lighting on every moment ...
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... street , and every one is sign'd by God's name , And I leave them where they are , for I know that wheresoe'er I go , Others will punctually come for ever and ever . 49 And as to you Death , and you bitter 76 LEAVES OF GRASS .
... street , and every one is sign'd by God's name , And I leave them where they are , for I know that wheresoe'er I go , Others will punctually come for ever and ever . 49 And as to you Death , and you bitter 76 LEAVES OF GRASS .
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Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy ... Ist Annex, Good-Bye My Fancy ... Whitman Полный просмотр - 1892 |
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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.