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Walt Whitman: On the Beach at Night

On the Beach at NightOn the beach at night, Stands a child with her father, Watching the east, the autumn sky.Up through the darkness, While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black…

Walt Whitman: Patroling Barnegat

Patroling BarnegatWild, wild the storm, and the sea high running, Steady the roar of the gale, with incessant undertone muttering, Shouts of demoniac laughter fitfully piercing and pealing,…

Walt Whitman: A Hand-Mirror

A Hand-MirrorHold it up sternly—see this it sends back, (who is it? is it you?) Outside fair costume, within ashes and filth, No more a flashing eye, no more a sonorous voice or springy step…

Walt Whitman: O Me! O Life!

O Me! O Life!O me! O life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the foolish, Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more…

Walt Whitman: To Rich Givers

To Rich GiversWhat you give me I cheerfully accept, A little sustenance, a hut and garden, a little money, as I rendezvous with my poems, A traveler's lodging and breakfast as journey…

Walt Whitman: The Dalliance of the Eagles

The Dalliance of the EaglesSkirting the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,) Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles, The rushing amorous contact high in space…

Walt Whitman: A Farm Picture

A Farm PictureThrough the ample open door of the peaceful country barn, A sunlit pasture field with cattle and horses feeding, And haze and vista, and the far horizon fading away.

Walt Whitman: A Child's Amaze

A Child's AmazeSilent and amazed even when a little boy, I remember I heard the preacher every Sunday put God in his statements, As contending against some being or influence.

Walt Whitman: Beautiful Women

Beautiful WomenWomen sit or move to and fro, some old, some young, The young are beautiful—but the old are more beautiful than the young.