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Walt Whitman: Song for All Seas, All Ships
Song for All Seas, All ShipsPart 1To-day a rude brief recitative, Of ships sailing the seas, each with its special flag or ship-signal, Of unnamed heroes in the ships—of waves spreading and…Walt Whitman: Europe [The 72d and 73d Years of These States]
Europe [The 72d and 73d Years of These States]Suddenly out of its stale and drowsy lair, the lair of slaves, Like lightning it le'pt forth half startled at itself, Its feet upon the ashes and…Walt Whitman: When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer
When I Heard the Learn'd AstronomerWhen I heard the learn'd astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add,…Walt Whitman: Roaming in Thought [After reading Hegel]
Roaming in Thought [After reading Hegel]Roaming in thought over the Universe, I saw the little that is Good steadily hastening towards immortality, And the vast all that is call'd Evil I…Walt Whitman: Gliding O'er all
Gliding O'er allGliding o'er all, through all, Through Nature, Time, and Space, As a ship on the waters advancing, The voyage of the soul—not life alone, Death, many deaths I'll sing.Walt Whitman: Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour
Hast Never Come to Thee an HourHast never come to thee an hour, A sudden gleam divine, precipitating, bursting all these bubbles, fashions, wealth? These eager business aims—books,…Walt Whitman: To The States [To Identify the 16th, 17th, or 18th Presidentiad]
To The States [To Identify the 16th, 17th, or 18th Presidentiad]Why reclining, interrogating? why myself and all drowsing? What deepening twilight-scum floating atop of the waters, Who are…Walt Whitman: From Paumanok Starting I Fly Like a Bird
From Paumanok Starting I Fly Like a BirdFrom Paumanok starting I fly like a bird, Around and around to soar to sing the idea of all, To the north betaking myself to sing there arctic songs,…Walt Whitman: Rise O Days from Your Fathomless Deeps
Rise O Days from Your Fathomless DeepsPart 1Rise O days from your fathomless deeps, till you loftier, fiercer sweep, Long for my soul hungering gymnastic I devour'd what the earth gave me,…Walt Whitman: Come Up from the Fields Father
Come Up from the Fields FatherCome up from the fields father, here's a letter from our Pete, And come to the front door mother, here's a letter from thy dear son.Lo, 'tis autumn, Lo, where…