Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy, Good-bye My Fancy, Old Age Echoes, and A Backward Glance O'er Travel'd Roads |
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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 |
Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy, Good Bye My Fancy, Old Age ... Walt Whitman Недоступно для просмотра - 1907 |
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advance America amid appear armies arms beautiful behold blood body breath chant child clear close comes continually crowd dark dead dear death divine dream earth equal eyes face fall father fields future give grass hand head hear heart hold hour land leaves light living look mean mother moving Nature never night North pass past peace perfect persons poems poets present race rest rise river round sail shape ship shore side silent sing sleep soldiers song soul sound South space spirit stand stars streets strong sure sweet thee things thou thought thousand to-day trees turn universe vast voice wait walk waters waves whole wind woman women woods young
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Стр. 80 - Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.) I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the door-slab.
Стр. 31 - I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
Стр. 257 - WHEN lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night, I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
Стр. 35 - 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. 50 - I speak the pass-word primeval, I give the sign of democracy, By God! I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms.
Стр. 264 - 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.
Стр. 216 - WHEN I heard the learn'd astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me. When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them, When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick, Till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.
Стр. 198 - Up from the mystic play of shadows twining and twisting as if they were alive, Out from the patches of briers and blackberries, From the memories of the bird that chanted to me, From your memories sad brother, from the fitful risings...
Стр. 203 - O solitary me listening, never more shall I cease perpetuating you, Never more shall I escape, never more the reverberations, Never more the cries of unsatisfied love be absent from me, Never again leave me to be the peaceful child I was before what there in the night, By the sea under the yellow and sagging moon, The messenger there arous'd, the fire, the sweet hell within, The unknown want, the destiny of me.
Стр. 258 - Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes, passing the endless grass, Passing the yellow-spear'd wheat, every grain from its shroud in the dark-brown fields uprisen, Passing the apple-tree blows of white and pink in the orchards, Carrying a corpse to where it shall rest in the grave, Night and day journeys a coffin.
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| Название | Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy, Good-bye My Fancy, Old Age Echoes, and A Backward Glance O'er Travel'd Roads |
| Автор | Walt Whitman |
| Издатель | Small, Maynard, 1897 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Гарвардский университет |
| Оцифровано | 27 сен 2005 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 455 |
| Экспорт цитаты | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |