Hast never come to thee an hour,A sudden gleam divine, precipitating, bursting all these bubbles, fashions, wealth?These eager business aims–books, politics, art, amours,To utter nothingness?
Had I The Choice By Walt Whitman
Had I the choice to tally greatest bards,To limn their portraits, stately, beautiful, and emulate at will,Homer with all his wars and warriors, Hector, Achilles,…
Great Are The Myths By Walt Whitman
Great are the myths – I too delight in them;Great are Adam and Eve – I too look back and accept them;Great the risen and…
God By Walt Whitman
Thought of the Infinite – the All!Be thou my God. Lover Divine, and Perfect Comrade!Waiting, content, invisible yet, but certain,Be thou my God. Thou –…
Gliding O’er All By Walt Whitman
Gliding o’er all, through all,Through Nature, Time, and Space,As a ship on the waters advancing,The voyage of the soul – not life alone,Death, many deaths…
Give Me The Splendid, Silent Sun By Walt Whitman
Give me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling;Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard;Give me a field where…
Germs By Walt Whitman
Forms, qualities, lives, humanity, language, thoughts,The ones known, and the ones unknown – the ones on the stars,The stars themselves, some shaped, others unshaped,Wonders as…
Full Of Life, Now By Walt Whitman
Full of life, now, compact, visible,I, forty years old the Eighty-third Year of The States,To one a century hence, or any number of centuries hence,To…
From Pent-Up Aching Rivers By Walt Whitman
From pent-up, aching rivers;From that of myself, without which I were nothing;From what I am determin’d to make illustrious, even if I stand sole among…
From Paumanok Starting By Walt Whitman
From Paumanock starting, I fly like a bird,Around and around to soar, to sing the idea of all;To the north betaking myself, to sing there…