Gems from Walt WhitmanD. McKay, 1889 - 58페이지 |
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... sweet , Not the cushion and the slipper , not the peaceful and the studious , Not the riches safe and palling , not for us the tame enjoyment , Pioneers ! O pioneers ! THE CITY DEAD - HOUSE . By the city dead 30 GEMS FROM WALT WHITMAN .
... sweet , Not the cushion and the slipper , not the peaceful and the studious , Not the riches safe and palling , not for us the tame enjoyment , Pioneers ! O pioneers ! THE CITY DEAD - HOUSE . By the city dead 30 GEMS FROM WALT WHITMAN .
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... sweet soul that has gone ? And what shall my perfume be for the grave of him I love ? Sea - winds blown from east and west , Blown from the Eastern sea and blown from the Western sea , till there on the prairies meeting , These and with ...
... sweet soul that has gone ? And what shall my perfume be for the grave of him I love ? Sea - winds blown from east and west , Blown from the Eastern sea and blown from the Western sea , till there on the prairies meeting , These and with ...
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... Sweet are the blooming cheeks of the living - sweet are the musical voices sounding , But sweet , ah sweet , are the dead with their silent eyes . Perfume therefore my chant , O love , immortal love , Give me to bathe the memories of ...
... Sweet are the blooming cheeks of the living - sweet are the musical voices sounding , But sweet , ah sweet , are the dead with their silent eyes . Perfume therefore my chant , O love , immortal love , Give me to bathe the memories of ...
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... and beautiful still , I sit by the form in the coffin , I kiss and kiss convulsively again the sweet old lips , the cheeks , the closed eyes in the coffin ; ) To her , the ideal woman , practical , spiritual GEMS FROM WALT WHITMAN . 39.
... and beautiful still , I sit by the form in the coffin , I kiss and kiss convulsively again the sweet old lips , the cheeks , the closed eyes in the coffin ; ) To her , the ideal woman , practical , spiritual GEMS FROM WALT WHITMAN . 39.
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... sweet and slow - but first I note , The tents of the sleeping army , the fields ' and woods ' dim outline , The darkness lit by spots of kindled fire , the silence , Like a phantom far or near an occasional figure moving 40 GEMS FROM ...
... sweet and slow - but first I note , The tents of the sleeping army , the fields ' and woods ' dim outline , The darkness lit by spots of kindled fire , the silence , Like a phantom far or near an occasional figure moving 40 GEMS FROM ...
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affectionate announce Ashes of Soldiers beautiful bivouac's fitful flame blackberry Blue Ontario's Shore breath Brooklyn CARNAGE ROSE PROPHETIC chant cheerful CITY DEAD-HOUSE close coffin cold and dead Comrade DAVID MCKAY dead soldiers divine ship sails earth and sea edition of Leaves ELIZABETH PORTER GOULD eternal Fallen cold Falmouth farther sail fill'd give HEGEL holds thee hospital Ibid immortality kiss Leaves of Grass lips Long Island miracle Mother with thy night pace the round Passage to India perfect Perfume permanent grandeur Pioneers Plato poet PORTALS ALSO DEATH Prairies PROPHETIC A VOICE ROAMING IN THOUGHT round world's promenade sails the divine senses and flesh shipmate sight silent sisters Socrates Song soul Space and Death Specimen Days spirit Stanza 22 Stanza 44 stars Starting from Paumanok sweet tender thine thy Equal Brood universal UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN Unnamed Lands UNTOLD WANT WALT WHITMAN wend wondrous ye my Gods
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46 페이지 - 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...
36 페이지 - O how shall I warble myself for the dead one there I loved? And how shall I deck my song for the large sweet soul that has gone? And what shall my perfume be for the grave of him I love?
36 페이지 - For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is...
26 페이지 - 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.
28 페이지 - Smile O voluptuous cool-breath'd earth! Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees! Earth of departed sunset — earth of the mountains misty-topt! Earth of the vitreous pour of the full moon just tinged with blue! Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river! Earth of the limpid gray of clouds brighter and clearer for my sake! Far-swooping elbow'd earth — rich apple-blossom'd earth! Smile, for your lover comes.
16 페이지 - Thou transcendent, Nameless, the fibre and the breath, Light of the light, shedding forth universes, thou centre of them, Thou mightier centre of the true, the good, the loving, Thou moral, spiritual fountain— affection's source— thou reservoir, (O pensive soul of me— O thirst unsatisfied— waitest not there? Waitest not haply for us somewhere there the Comrade perfect...
35 페이지 - O CAPTAIN ! my Captain ! our fearful trip is done ; The ship has weathered 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.
15 페이지 - O soul, repressless, I with thee and thou with me, Thy circumnavigation of the world begin, Of man, the voyage of his mind's return, To reason's early paradise, Back, back to wisdom's birth, to innocent intuitions, Again with fair creation.
44 페이지 - 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.
41 페이지 - Word over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost, That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soiled world...