To Oratists, to male or female,Vocalism, measure, concentration, determination, and the divine power to use words.Are you full-lung’d and limber-lipp’d from long trial? from vigorous practice? from physique?Do you move in these broad lands as broad as they?Come duly to the divine power to use words? For only at last, after many years, after chastity,…
To One Shortly To Die By Walt Whitman
From all the rest I single out you, having a message for you:You are to die Let others tell you what they please, I cannot…
To Old Age By Walt Whitman
I see in you the estuary that enlarges and spreads itself grandly as it pours in the great Sea.
To Him That Was Crucified By Walt Whitman
My spirit to yours, dear brother;Do not mind because many, sounding your name, do not understand you;I do not sound your name, but I understand…
To Foreign Lands By Walt Whitman
I heard that you ask’d for something to prove this puzzle, the New World,And to define America, her athletic Democracy;Therefore I send you my poems,…
To A Western Boy By Walt Whitman
O boy of the West!To you many things to absorb, I teach, to help you become eleve of mine:Yet if blood like mine circle not…
To A Stranger By Walt Whitman
Passing stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes…
To A Pupil By Walt Whitman
Is reform needed? Is it through you?The greater the reform needed, the greater the personality you need to accomplish it. You! do you not see…
To A President By Walt Whitman
All you are doing and saying is to America dangled mirages,You have not learn’d of Nature, of the politics of Nature, you have not learn’d…
To A Locomotive In Winter By Walt Whitman
Thee for my recitative!Thee in the driving storm, even as now the snow the winter-day declining;Thee in thy panoply, thy measured dual throbbing, and thy…