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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... NEVER COME TO THEE AN HOUR THOUGHT TO OLD AGE . LOCATIONS AND TIMES OFFERINGS · TO IDENTIFY THE 16TH , 17TH OR 18TH PRESIDENTIAD DRUM - TAPS . FIRST O SONGS FOR A PRELUDE . EIGHTEEN SIXTY - ONE BEAT ! BEAT ! DRUMS !. SONG OF THE BANNER ...
... NEVER COME TO THEE AN HOUR THOUGHT TO OLD AGE . LOCATIONS AND TIMES OFFERINGS · TO IDENTIFY THE 16TH , 17TH OR 18TH PRESIDENTIAD DRUM - TAPS . FIRST O SONGS FOR A PRELUDE . EIGHTEEN SIXTY - ONE BEAT ! BEAT ! DRUMS !. SONG OF THE BANNER ...
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... never stop , Successions of men , Americanos , a hundred millions , One generation playing its part and passing on , Another generation playing its part and passing on in its turn , With faces turn'd sideways or backward towards me to ...
... never stop , Successions of men , Americanos , a hundred millions , One generation playing its part and passing on , Another generation playing its part and passing on in its turn , With faces turn'd sideways or backward towards me to ...
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... never forgotten , I harbor for good or bad , I permit to speak at every hazard , Nature without check with original energy . 2 Houses and rooms are full of perfumes , the shelves are crowded with perfumes , I breathe the fragrance ...
... never forgotten , I harbor for good or bad , I permit to speak at every hazard , Nature without check with original energy . 2 Houses and rooms are full of perfumes , the shelves are crowded with perfumes , I breathe the fragrance ...
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... never any more inception than there is now , Nor any more youth or age than there is now , And will never be any more perfection than there is now , Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now . Urge and urge and urge , Always the ...
... never any more inception than there is now , Nor any more youth or age than there is now , And will never be any more perfection than there is now , Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now . Urge and urge and urge , Always the ...
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... never studied the gamut , yet trills pretty well to me , And the look of the bay mare shames silliness out of me . 14 The wild gander leads his flock through the cool night , Ya - honk he says , and sounds it down to me like an ...
... never studied the gamut , yet trills pretty well to me , And the look of the bay mare shames silliness out of me . 14 The wild gander leads his flock through the cool night , Ya - honk he says , and sounds it down to me like an ...
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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.