Poems by Walt Whitman
Fast Anchor'd, Eternal, O Love
... O bride! O wife! more resistless than I can tell, the thought of you! ...
Beautiful Women
... The young are beautiful-but the old are more beautiful than the ...
To A Certain Civilian
... With slow wail, and convulsive throb, leading the officer's funeral ...
When I Peruse The Conquer'd Fame
... How through life, through dangers, odium, unchanging, long and long, ...
Still, Though The One I Sing
... I leave in him Revolt, (O latent right of insurrection! O quenchless, ...
Not The Pilot
... NOT the pilot has charged himself to bring his ship into port, though ...
Pensive On Her Dead Gazing, I Heard The Mother Of All
... In blowing airs from the fields, back again give me my darlings-give ...
To Rich Givers
... them? For I myself am not one who bestows nothing upon man and woman ...
Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me
... NOT my enemies ever invade me-no harm to my pride from them I fear ...
Other May Praise What They Like
... But I, from the banks of the running Missouri, praise nothing, in ...
Carol Of Occupations
... In the labor of engines and trades, and the labor of fields, I find the developments, ...
Night On The Prairies
... Now, while the great thoughts of space and eternity fill me, I will ...
Starting From Paumanok
... And I will show that whatever happens to anybody, it may be turn'd to ...
Laws For Creations
... And that you or any one must approach Creations through such laws ...
American Feuillage
... flat; Rude boats descending the big Pedee-climbing plants, parasites, with ...
