Poems by Walt Whitman
You Felons on Trial in Courts.
... Me, ruthless and devilish as any, that my wrists are not chaind with iron, or my ...
Bivouac on a Mountain Side.
... And over all, the skythe sky! far, far out of reach, studded, breaking out, the ...
One Sweeps By.
... They are beautifulthe one in the middle of each group holds his companions by the ...
Centenarians Story, The.
... supposed; Ah, river! henceforth you will be illumind to me at sunrise with something besides ...
To the Man-of-War-Bird.
... Days, even weeks untired and onward, through spaces, realms gyrating, ...
Not Youth Pertains to Me.
... me; Beauty, knowledge, inure not to meyet there are two or three things inure to me ...
How Solemn as One by One.
... (As I glance upward out of this page, studying you, dear friend, whoever you are ...
Thou Reader.
... THOU reader throbbest life and pride and love the same as I, ...
Savantism.
... Thither hours, months, yearsthither trades, compacts, establishments, even the most ...
I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ.
... church; Winds of autumn!as I walkd the woods at dusk, I heard your long-stretchd ...
Prairie-Grass Dividing, The.
... taint, Those that look carelessly in the faces of Presidents and Governors, as to say, Who are ...
Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour.
... A sudden gleam divine, precipitating, bursting all these bubbles, fashions, wealth ...
In the New Garden in all the Parts.
... For the future, with determined will, I seekthe woman of the future, ...
Year of Meteors, 1859 60.
... chants; Your chants, O year all mottled with evil and good! year of forebodings! year of the youth ...
Spirit That Formd This Scene.
... The lyrists measurd beat, the wrought-out temples gracecolumn and ...
