Again a verse for sake of you,You soldiers in the ranks–you Volunteers,Who bravely fighting, silent fell,To fill unmention’d graves. Ashes of soldiers!As I muse, retrospective, murmuring a chant in thought,Lo! the war resumes–again to my sense your shapes,And again the advance of armies. Noiseless as mists and vapors,From their graves in the trenches ascending,From the…
As Toilsome I Wander’d By Walt Whitman
As toilsome I wander’d Virginia’s woods,To the music of rustling leaves, kick’d by my feet, (for ’twas autumn,)I mark’d at the foot of a tree…
As The Time Draws Nigh By Walt Whitman
As the time draws nigh, glooming, a cloud,A dread beyond, of I know not what, darkens me. I shall go forth,I shall traverse The States…
As If A Phantom Caress’d Me By Walt Whitman
As if a phantom caress’d me,I thought I was not alone, walking here by the shore;But the one I thought was with me, as now…
As I Watche’d The Ploughman Ploughing By Walt Whitman
As I watch’d the ploughman ploughing,Or the sower sowing in the fields–or the harvester harvesting,I saw there too, O life and death, your analogies:(Life, life…
As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days By Walt Whitman
AS I walk these broad, majestic days of peace,(For the war, the struggle of blood finish’d, wherein, O terrific Ideal!Against vast odds, having gloriously won,Now…
As I Sat Alone By Blue Ontario’s Shores By Walt Whitman
As I sat alone, by blue Ontario’s shore,As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return’d, and the dead that return no more,A…
As I Ponder’d In Silence By Walt Whitman
As I ponder’d in silence,Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long,A Phantom arose before me, with distrustful aspect,Terrible in beauty, age, and power,The genius of…
As I Lay With Head In Your Lap, Camerado By Walt Whitman
AS I lay with my head in your lap, Camerado,The confession I made I resume–what I said to you in the open air I resume:I…
As I Ebb’d With The Ocean Of Life By Walt Whitman
As I ebb’d with the ocean of life,As I wended the shores I know,As I walk’d where the ripples continually wash you Paumanok,Where they rustle…