As they draw to a close,Of what underlies the precedent songs of my aims in them;Of the seed I have sought to plant in them;Of…
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Thou Reader By Walt Whitman
Thou reader throbbest life and pride and love the same as I,Therefore for thee the following chants.
Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling By Walt Whitman
Thou orb aloft full-dazzling! thou hot October noon!Flooding with sheeny light the gray beach sand,The sibilant near sea with vistas far and foam,And tawny streaks…
This Moment, Yearning And Thoughtful By Walt Whitman
This moment yearning and thoughtful, sitting alone,It seems to me there are other men in other lands, yearning and thoughtful;It seems to me I can…
This Dust Was Once The Man By Walt Whitman
This dust was once the Man,Gentle, plain, just and resolute under whose cautious hand,Against the foulest crime in history known in any land or age,Was…
This Day, O Soul By Walt Whitman
This day, O Soul, I give you a wondrous mirror;Long in the dark, in tarnish and cloud it lay But the cloud has pass’d, and…
This Compost By Walt Whitman
Something startles me where I thought I was safest;I withdraw from the still woods I loved;I will not go now on the pastures to walk;I…
Think Of The Soul By Walt Whitman
Think of the Soul;I swear to you that body of yours gives proportions to your Soul somehow to live in other spheres;I do not know…
Thick-Sprinkled Bunting By Walt Whitman
Thick-sprinkled bunting! Flag of stars!Long yet your road, fateful flag! long yet your road, and lined with bloody death!For the prize I see at issue,…
These, I, Singing In Spring By Walt Whitman
These, I, singing in spring, collect for lovers,(For who but I should understand lovers, and all their sorrow and joy?And who but I should be…