Only themselves understand themselves, and the like of themselves,As Souls only understand Souls.

Pensive, on her dead gazing, I heard the Mother of All,Desperate, on the torn bodies, on the forms covering the battle-fields gazing;(As the last gun…

Pensive and faltering,The words, the dead, I write;For living are the Dead;(Haply the only living, only real,And I the apparition – I the spectre.)

Wild, 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,Waves,…

Singing my days,Singing the great achievements of the present,Singing the strong, light works of engineers,Our modern wonders, (the antique ponderous Seven outvied,)In the Old World,…

Over the carnage rose prophetic a voice,Be not dishearten’d – Affection shall solve the problems of Freedom yet;Those who love each other shall become invincible…

Out 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 fields beyond, where…

Out of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me,Whispering, I love you, before long I die,I have travel’d a long way,…

Out from behind this bending, rough-cut Mask,(All straighter, liker Masks rejected – this preferr’d,)This common curtain of the face, contain’d in me for me, in…

Others may praise what they like;But I, from the banks of the running Missouri, praise nothing, in art, or aught else,Till it has well inhaled…