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Walt Whitman: Crossing Brooklyn Ferry, Part 2
Part 2The impalpable sustenance of me from all things at all hours of the day, The simple, compact, well-join'd scheme, myself disintegrated, every one disintegrated yet part of the…Walt Whitman: Crossing Brooklyn Ferry, Part 3
Part 3It avails not, time nor place—distance avails not, I am with you, you men and women of a generation, or ever so many generations hence, Just as you feel when you look on the river…Walt Whitman: Crossing Brooklyn Ferry, Part 4
Part 4These and all else were to me the same as they are to you, I loved well those cities, loved well the stately and rapid river, The men and women I saw were all near to me, Others the…Walt Whitman: Youth, Day, Old Age and Night
Youth, Day, Old Age and NightYouth, large, lusty, loving—youth full of grace, force, fascination, Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace, force, fascination?Day full…Walt Whitman: To You ("Whoever you are")
To YouWhoever 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,…Walt Whitman: France [the 18th Year of these States]
France [the 18th Year of these States]A great year and place A harsh discordant natal scream out-sounding, to touch the mother's heart closer than any yet.I walk'd the shores of my…Walt Whitman: Year of Meteors [1859-60]
Year of Meteors [1859-60]Year of meteors! brooding year! I would bind in words retrospective some of your deeds and signs, I would sing your contest for the 19th Presidentiad, I would sing…Walt Whitman: Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking
Out of the Cradle Endlessly RockingOut of the cradle endlessly rocking, Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle, Out of the Ninth-month midnight, Over the sterile sands and the…Walt Whitman: To the Man-of-War-Bird
To the Man-of-War-BirdThou who hast slept all night upon the storm, Waking renew'd on thy prodigious pinions, (Burst the wild storm? above it thou ascended'st, And rested on the sky, thy…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…