Poems of Walt Whitman (Leaves of Grass)T. Y. Crowell, 1902 - Всего страниц: 468 |
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... death . 12. Creeds and schools in abeyance , Retiring back a while , sufficed at what they are , but never forgotten , With accumulations , now coming forward in front , Arrived again , I harbor , for good or bad- I permit to speak ...
... death . 12. Creeds and schools in abeyance , Retiring back a while , sufficed at what they are , but never forgotten , With accumulations , now coming forward in front , Arrived again , I harbor , for good or bad- I permit to speak ...
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... death . 45. I will effuse egotism , and show it underlying all- And I will be the bard of Personality ; And I will show of male and female that either is but the equal of the other , And I will show that there is no imperfection in male ...
... death . 45. I will effuse egotism , and show it underlying all- And I will be the bard of Personality ; And I will show of male and female that either is but the equal of the other , And I will show that there is no imperfection in male ...
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... death ; And I will thread a thread through my poems that no one thing in the universe is inferior to another thing , And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles , each as profound as any . 46. I will not make poems with ...
... death ; And I will thread a thread through my poems that no one thing in the universe is inferior to another thing , And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles , each as profound as any . 46. I will not make poems with ...
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... Death ! O for all that , I am yet of you , unseen , this hour , with irrepressible love , Walking New England , a friend , a traveller , Splashing my bare feet in the edge of the summer ripples , on Paumanok's sands , Crossing the ...
... Death ! O for all that , I am yet of you , unseen , this hour , with irrepressible love , Walking New England , a friend , a traveller , Splashing my bare feet in the edge of the summer ripples , on Paumanok's sands , Crossing the ...
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... death , And if ever there was , it led forward life , and does not wait at the end to arrest it , And ceased the moment life appeared . 38. All goes onward and outward - nothing collapses , And to die is different from what any one ...
... death , And if ever there was , it led forward life , and does not wait at the end to arrest it , And ceased the moment life appeared . 38. All goes onward and outward - nothing collapses , And to die is different from what any one ...
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Стр. 39 - I stand and look at them long and long. They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things, Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.
Стр. 38 - I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journeywork of the stars, And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren, And the tree-toad is a...
Стр. 8 - Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems. You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,) You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books...
Стр. 67 - I have said that the soul is not more than the body, And I have said that the body is not more than the soul, And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's self is...
Стр. 276 - Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky, so I felt, Just as any of you is one of a living crowd, I was one of a crowd...
Стр. 157 - 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. 46 - I am the hounded slave, I wince at the bite of the dogs, Hell and despair are upon me, crack and again crack the marksmen...
Стр. 67 - Why should I wish to see God better than this day ? I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then, In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass...
Стр. 275 - FLOOD-TIDE below me! I see you face to face! Clouds of the west— sun there half an hour high— I see you also face to face. Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes, how curious you are to me! On the ferry-boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross, returning home, are more curious to me than you suppose, And you that shall cross from shore to shore years hence are more to me, and more in my meditations, than you might suppose.
Стр. 279 - Saw many I loved in the street or ferry-boat or public assembly, yet never told them a word, Lived the same life with the rest, the same old laughing, gnawing, sleeping, Play'd the part that still looks back on the actor or actress, The same old role, the role that is what we make it, as great as we like, Or as small as we like, or both great and small.