Poems by Walt Whitman
Song of the Universal.
... Embracing, carrying, welcoming all, Thou too, by pathways broad and new, ...
A Boston Ballad, 1854.
... You have got your revenge, old buster! The crown is come to its own, and more than its ...
Souvenirs of Democracy.
... leaving, To You, who ever you are, (bathing, leavening this leaf especially with my ...
After the Sea-Ship.
... The wake of the Sea-Ship, after she passesflashing and frolicsome, under the sun, ...
A Promise to California.
... For I know very well that I and robust love belong among you, inland, and along the ...
Of the Terrible Doubt of Appearances.
... When the subtle air, the impalpable, the sense that words and reason hold not, surround us ...
As I Watchd the Ploughman Ploughing.
... Or the sower sowing in the fieldsor the harvester harvesting, ...
Who is now Reading This?
... ) Or as if I did not see, perfectly well, interior in myself, the stuff of wrong-doing, ...
A Carol of Harvest, for 1867
... A song with the smell of sun-dried hay, where the nimble pitchers handle the pitch-fork ...
Says.
... 4 I say where liberty draws not the blood out of slavery, there slavery draws the blood out ...
O Sun of Real Peace.
... O the sun of the world will ascend, dazzling, and take his heightand you too, O my ...
Excelsior.
... have I not said the words that shall stretch through longer time ...
Warble for Lilac-Time.
... Blue-bird, and darting swallownor forget the high-hole flashing his golden wings, ...
From Pent-up Aching Rivers.
... The oath of the inseparableness of two togetherof the woman that loves me, and whom ...
This Day, O Soul.
... Long in the dark, in tarnish and cloud it layBut the cloud has passd, and the ...
