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American actorJun 10, 2017 · 1. ‘ Song of Myself ’. Where better to begin our pick of Whitman’s best poems than here, with the poem which seems best to embody his call for literary independence and self-expression? I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my soul,
Walt Whitman is America’s world poet—a latter-day successor to Homer, Virgil, Dante, and Shakespeare. In Leaves of Grass (1855, 1891-2), he celebrated democracy, nature, love, and friendship. This monumental work chanted praises to the body as well as to the soul, and found beauty and reassurance…
This article lists the complete poetic bibliography of Walt Whitman (1819-1892), predominantly consisting of his poetry collection Leaves of Grass, in addition to periodical pieces that were never published in the aforementioned volume.
TitleIndex Of First LineClass"Going Somewhere"" My science-friend, my noblest ...Leaves of Grass (Book XXXIV. Sands at ..."The Rounded Catalogue Divine Complete"" The devilish and the dark, the dying ...Leaves of Grass (Book XXXV. Good-bye my ...A Boston Ballad [1854]" To get betimes in Boston town I rose ...Leaves of Grass (Book XX. By the ...A Broadway Pageant" Over the Western sea hither from Niphon ...Leaves of Grass (Book XVIII.); The ...- I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my soul,
- Houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with perfumes, I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it, The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it.
- I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end. There was never any more inception than there is now,
- Trippers and askers surround me, People I meet, the effect upon me of my early life or the ward and city I live in, or the nation, The latest dates, discoveries, inventions, societies, authors old and new,
When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d. By Walt Whitman. 1. When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d, And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring. Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring,
Walt Whitman. 1819 –. 1892. Whoever you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams, I fear these supposed realities are to melt from under your feet and hands. Even now your features, joys, speech, house, trade, manners, troubles, follies, costume, crimes, dissipate away from you, Your true soul and body appear before me,
To me the sea is a continual miracle, The fishes that swim—the rocks—the motion of the waves—the. ships with men in them, What stranger miracles are there? This poem is in the public domain. Miracles - Why, who makes much of a miracle?
