Leaves of GrassM. Kennerley, 1897 - Всего страниц: 455 Copy is in a slip case, book has no covers. Inscribed "Transferred to the dear Graingers, in deep appreciation, from their friend Edith Simonds, April 1915, New York." |
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... HEAD IN YOUR LAP CAMERADO PAGE 230 230 231 235 2354 236 236 236 238 239 240 240 241 241 241 244 244 246 247 247 248 249V 249 250 250 250 250 251 251 DELICATE CLUSTER 252 TO A CERTAIN CIVILIAN 252 LO , VICTRESS ON THE PEAKS 252 SPIRIT ...
... HEAD IN YOUR LAP CAMERADO PAGE 230 230 231 235 2354 236 236 236 238 239 240 240 241 241 241 244 244 246 247 247 248 249V 249 250 250 250 250 251 251 DELICATE CLUSTER 252 TO A CERTAIN CIVILIAN 252 LO , VICTRESS ON THE PEAKS 252 SPIRIT ...
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... head of any else that head is over all . ) I will acknowledge contemporary lands , I will trail the whole geography of the globe and salute courte . ously every city large and small , And employments ! I will put in my poems that with ...
... head of any else that head is over all . ) I will acknowledge contemporary lands , I will trail the whole geography of the globe and salute courte . ously every city large and small , And employments ! I will put in my poems that with ...
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... head curious what will come next , Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it . Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with linguists and contenders , I have no mockings or arguments , I witness and ...
... head curious what will come next , Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it . Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with linguists and contenders , I have no mockings or arguments , I witness and ...
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... 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 the roofs of mouths for ...
... 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 the roofs of mouths for ...
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... jolts , one leg reclined on the other , I jump from the cross - beams and seize the clover and timothy , And roll head over heels and tangle my hair full of wisps . 10 Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt SONG OF MYSELF . 35.
... jolts , one leg reclined on the other , I jump from the cross - beams and seize the clover and timothy , And roll head over heels and tangle my hair full of wisps . 10 Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt SONG OF MYSELF . 35.
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Стр. 45 - I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware I sit content, And if each and all be aware I sit content. One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself, And whether I come to my own to-day or in ten thousand or ten million years, I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait. My foothold is tenon'd and mortis'd in granite, I laugh at what you call dissolution, And I know the amplitude of time.
Стр. 76 - 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...
Стр. 45 - I am the poet of the woman the same as the man, And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man, And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
Стр. 255 - In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house near the white-wash'd palings, Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green, With many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the perfume strong I love, With every leaf a miracle - and from this bush in the dooryard, With delicate-color'd blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green, A sprig with its flower I break.
Стр. 198 - Soothe! soothe! soothe! Close on its wave soothes the wave behind, And again another behind embracing and lapping, every one close; But my love soothes not me, not me. Low hangs the moon, it rose late, It is lagging — OI think it is heavy with love} with love.
Стр. 17 - ... what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck, The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands, The wood-cutter's song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown, The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing, Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else...
Стр. 259 - 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. 34 - What do you think has become of the young and old men? And what do you think has become of the women and children? They are alive and well somewhere, The smallest sprout shows there is really no death...
Стр. 77 - Perhaps I might tell more. Outlines ! I plead for my brothers and sisters. Do you see O my brothers and sisters? It is not chaos or death — it is form, union, plan — it is eternal life — it is Happiness.
Стр. 261 - 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. The night in silence under many a star, The ocean shore and the husky whispering wave whose voice I know, And the soul turning to thee O vast and well-veil'd death, And the body gratefully nestling close to thee.