Song of Myself ...Done into print by the Roycrofters, 1904 - Всего страниц: 70 |
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... less familiar than the rest . I am satisfied - I see , dance , laugh , sing ; As the hugging and loving bed - fellow sleeps at my side through the night , and withdraws at the peep of the day with stealthy tread , Leaving me baskets ...
... less familiar than the rest . I am satisfied - I see , dance , laugh , sing ; As the hugging and loving bed - fellow sleeps at my side through the night , and withdraws at the peep of the day with stealthy tread , Leaving me baskets ...
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... less I am , And of these one and all I weave the song of myself . 16 I am of old and young , of the foolish as much as the wise , Regardless of others , ever regardful of others , Maternal as well as paternal , a child as well [ 18 ] ...
... less I am , And of these one and all I weave the song of myself . 16 I am of old and young , of the foolish as much as the wise , Regardless of others , ever regardful of others , Maternal as well as paternal , a child as well [ 18 ] ...
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... less , And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them . I know I am solid and sound , To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow , All are written to me , and I must get what the writing means . I know I am ...
... less , And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them . I know I am solid and sound , To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow , All are written to me , and I must get what the writing means . I know I am ...
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... Less the reminders of properties told my words , And more the reminders they of life untold , and of freedom and extrication , And make short account of neuters and geldings , and favor men and women fully equipt , And beat the gong of ...
... Less the reminders of properties told my words , And more the reminders they of life untold , and of freedom and extrication , And make short account of neuters and geldings , and favor men and women fully equipt , And beat the gong of ...
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... own delivery nor resist it , They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon , The insignificant is as big to me as any , ( What is less or more than a touch ? ) Logic and sermons never convince , The damp of the [ 34 ] SONG OF ...
... own delivery nor resist it , They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon , The insignificant is as big to me as any , ( What is less or more than a touch ? ) Logic and sermons never convince , The damp of the [ 34 ] SONG OF ...
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18 With music Altamahaw arms ascend aware I sit beard beat behold blood body breast breath callous shell cannon cartouches child Comrade cornets crowd dark dark suns Dazzling and tremendous dead death decillions doors drest EAST AURORA embouchures Encompass worlds Evil propels eyes face fall of Alamo feel flesh gneiss grass guess hair hand head headland hear heard heaven hounded slave human voice husband sleeps joints on earth laugh lean light limbs lips listening look lovers mother mouth neck never night pass Pleas'd POEMS poet positive science quadroon quadrupeds quintillions red marauder rest riddle rock round ROYCROFTERS sails scrofula Seasons pursuing sextillions ship side a balance silent sit content song soul sounds stand stars stonecrop Stuff'd sweat talk tell things tongue touch touch'd voice wait walks WALT WHITMAN Wolverine woman women woods wounded person Yankee girl young
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Стр. 31 - Walt Whitman, a kosmos, of Manhattan the son, Turbulent, fleshy, sensual, eating, drinking and breeding, No sentimentalist, no stander above men and women or apart from them, No more modest than immodest. Unscrew the locks from the doors ! Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs ! Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me.
Стр. 46 - 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, And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud, And I or you pocketless of a dime may purchase the pick of the earth.
Стр. 29 - You sea ! I resign myself to you also — I guess what you mean, I behold from the beach your crooked inviting fingers, I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me, We must have a turn together, I undress, hurry me out of sight of the land, Cushion me soft, rock me in billowy drowse, Dash me with amorous wet, I can repay you.
Стр. 49 - The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering. I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
Стр. 13 - Tenderly will I use you, curling grass ; It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men, It may be if I had known them I would have loved them, It may be you are from old people, and from women, and from offspring taken soon out of their mothers' laps, And here you are the mothers
Стр. 32 - Through me forbidden voices, Voices of sexes and lusts, voices veil'd and I remove the veil, Voices indecent by me clarified and transfigur'd. I do not press my fingers across my mouth, I keep as delicate around the bowels as around the head and heart, Copulation is no more rank to me than death is.
Стр. 17 - Twenty-eight young men bathe by the shore, Twenty-eight young men and all so friendly; Twenty-eight years of womanly life and all so lonesome. She owns the fine house by the rise of the bank, She hides handsome and richly drest aft the blinds of the window.
Стр. 7 - I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you, I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at,fhy ease observing a spear of summer grass.
Стр. 15 - The little one sleeps in its cradle, I lift the gauze and look a long time, and silently brush away flies with my hand.
Стр. 5 - THE LAST INVOCATION AT the last, tenderly, From the walls of the powerful fortress'd house, From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of the well-closed doors, Let me be wafted. Let me glide noiselessly forth; With the key of softness unlock the locks — with a whisper, Set ope the doors O soul.