Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy, Good Bye My Fancy, Old Age Echoes, and A Backward Glance O'er Travel'd RoadsSmall, Maynard & Company, 1897 - Всего страниц: 455 |
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... WALK THESE BROAD MAJESTIC DAYS A CLEAR MIDNIGHT . SONGS OF PARTING . AS THE TIME DRAWS NICH . 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 ...
... WALK THESE BROAD MAJESTIC DAYS A CLEAR MIDNIGHT . SONGS OF PARTING . AS THE TIME DRAWS NICH . 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 ...
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... ting , Strains musical flowing through ages , now reaching hither , I take to your reckless and composite chords , add to them , and cheerfully pass them forward . As I have walk'd in Alabama my morning walk , STARTING FROM PAUMANOK . 23.
... ting , Strains musical flowing through ages , now reaching hither , I take to your reckless and composite chords , add to them , and cheerfully pass them forward . As I have walk'd in Alabama my morning walk , STARTING FROM PAUMANOK . 23.
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... walk'd in Alabama my morning walk , I have seen where the she - bird the mocking - bird sat on her nest in the briers hatching her brood . I have seen the he - bird also , I have paus'd to hear him near at hand inflating his throat and ...
... walk'd in Alabama my morning walk , I have seen where the she - bird the mocking - bird sat on her nest in the briers hatching her brood . I have seen the he - bird also , I have paus'd to hear him near at hand inflating his throat and ...
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... Walking New England , a friend , a traveler , Splashing my bare feet in the edge of the summer ripples on Pau- manok's sands , Crossing the prairies , dwelling again in Chicago , dwelling in every town , Observing shows , births ...
... Walking New England , a friend , a traveler , Splashing my bare feet in the edge of the summer ripples on Pau- manok's sands , Crossing the prairies , dwelling again in Chicago , dwelling in every town , Observing shows , births ...
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... walks by silent and cautious stretches , The deacons are ordain'd with cross'd hands at the altar , The spinning - girl retreats and advances to the hum of the big wheel , The farmer stops by the bars as he walks on a First - day loafe ...
... walks by silent and cautious stretches , The deacons are ordain'd with cross'd hands at the altar , The spinning - girl retreats and advances to the hum of the big wheel , The farmer stops by the bars as he walks on a First - day loafe ...
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Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy, Good Bye My Fancy, Old Age ... Walt Whitman Полный просмотр - 1899 |
Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy, Good-bye My Fancy, Old Age ... Walt Whitman Полный просмотр - 1897 |
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Стр. 254 - O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain!
Стр. 28 - A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands, How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.
Стр. 1 - One's-Self I sing, a simple separate person, Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse. Of physiology from top to toe I sing: Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse; I say the Form complete is worthier far. The Female equally with the Male I sing. 5 Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power, Cheerful, for freest action form'd under the laws divine, The Modern Man I sing.
Стр. 252 - Then I chant it for thee, I glorify thee above all, I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly. Approach strong deliveress, When it is so, when thou hast taken them I joyously sing the dead, ; Lost in the loving floating ocean of thee, Laved in the flood of thy bliss O death.
Стр. 254 - O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port" is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring. But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
Стр. 27 - Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and increase, always sex, Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of life.
Стр. 247 - Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring, Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west, And thought of him I love.
Стр. 249 - As the night advanced, and I saw on the rim of the west how full you were of woe, As I stood on the rising ground in the breeze in the cool transparent night...
Стр. 38 - Earth of the vitreous pour of the full moon just tinged with blue! Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river! Earth of the limpid gray of clouds brighter and clearer for my sake! Far-swooping elbow'd earth— rich apple-blossom'd earth! Smile, for your lover comes.
Стр. 41 - I believe in the flesh and the appetites, Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.