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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad for life, mad for talking, mad for poetry.

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When Lilacs Last In The Door-yard Bloom’d By Walt Whitman

When lilacs last in the door-yard 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…

September 27, 2019
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When I Read The Book By Walt Whitman

When I read the book, the biography famous,And is this, then, (said I,) what the author calls a man’s life?And so will some one, when…

September 27, 2019
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When I Peruse The Conquer’d Fame By Walt Whitman

When I peruse the conquer’d fame of heroes, and the victories of mighty generals, I do not envy the generals,Nor the President in his Presidency,…

September 27, 2019
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When I Heard The Learn’d Astronomer By Walt Whitman

When I heard the learn’d astronomer;When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to…

September 27, 2019
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When I Heard At The Close Of The Day By Walt Whitman

When I heard at the close of the day how my name had been receiv’d with plaudits in the capitol, still it was not a…

September 27, 2019
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What Weeping Face By Walt Whitman

What weeping face is that looking from the window?Why does it stream those sorrowful tears?Is it for some burial place, vast and dry?Is it to…

September 27, 2019
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What Think You I Take My Pen In Hand? By Walt Whitman

What think you I take my pen in hand to record?The battle-ship, perfect-model’d, majestic, that I saw pass the offing to-day under full sail?The splendors…

September 27, 2019
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What Place Is Besieged? By Walt Whitman

What place is besieged, and vainly tries to raise the siege?Lo! I send to that place a commander, swift, brave, immortal;And with him horse and…

September 27, 2019
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What General Has A Good Army By Walt Whitman

What General has a good army in himself, has a good army;He happy in himself, or she happy in herself, is happy,But I tell you…

September 27, 2019
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What Best I See In Thee By Walt Whitman

What best I see in thee,Is not that where thou mov’st down history’s great highways,Ever undimm’d by time shoots warlike victory’s dazzle,Or that thou sat’st…

September 27, 2019

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Mad For Poetry

Mad For Poetry

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Mad for Poetry

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