Poems by Walt Whitman
Weave in, Weave in, My Hardy Life.
... know; But know the work, the need goes on, and shall go onthe death-envelopd march ...
An Old Mans Thought of School.
... An old man, gathering youthful memories and blooms, that youth itself cannot ...
To the Garden the World.
... My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays through them, for reasons, most wondrous ...
Gods.
... 5 Aught, aught, of mightiest, best, I see, conceive, or know, ...
Poem of Remembrance for a Girl or a Boy.
... man, Remember what was promulged by the founders, ratified by The States, signed in black and ...
My Picture-Gallery.
... IN a little house keep I pictures suspended, it is not a fixd house, ...
To Him that was Crucified.
... ) I specify you with joy, O my comrade, to salute you, and to salute those who are with you, ...
A Song.
... 2 I will plant companionship thick as trees along all the rivers of America, and along the ...
That Music Always Round Me.
... A tenor, strong, ascending, with power and health, with glad notes of day-break I hear, ...
Mother and Babe.
... The sleeping mother and babehushd, I study them long and long ...
To a Pupil.
... crowd, an atmosphere of desire and command enters with you, and every one is impressd with ...
On Journeys Through The States.
... We have said, Why should not a man or woman do as much as the seasons, and effuse as much ...
A Riddle Song.
... How all superbest deeds since Time began are traceable to itand shall be to the end! ...
Reconciliation.
... That the hands of the sisters Death and Night, incessantly softly wash again, and ever ...
Great are the Myths.
... less; They rule on the highest groundsthey oversee all eras, states, administrations ...
