Leaves of Grass: Including Sands at Seventy, Good-bye My Fancy, Old Age Echoes, and A Backward Glance O'er Travel'd RoadsSmall, Maynard, 1897 - 455 sivua |
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... perfume , the faint creaking of the cordage , the melancholy rhythm , The boundless vista and the horizon far and dim are all here , And this is ocean's poem . Then falter not O book , fulfil your destiny , You not a reminiscence of the ...
... perfume , the faint creaking of the cordage , the melancholy rhythm , The boundless vista and the horizon far and dim are all here , And this is ocean's poem . Then falter not O book , fulfil your destiny , You not a reminiscence of the ...
Sivu 29
... perfumes , the shelves are crowded with perfumes , I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it , The distillation would intoxicate me also , but I shall not let it . The atmosphere is not a perfume , it has no taste of the ...
... perfumes , the shelves are crowded with perfumes , I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it , The distillation would intoxicate me also , but I shall not let it . The atmosphere is not a perfume , it has no taste of the ...
Sivu 104
... perfume , to you , If you become the aliment and the wet they will become flowers , fruits , tall branches and trees ... perfumes , nor the high rain - emitting clouds , are borne through the open air , Any more than my soul is borne ...
... perfume , to you , If you become the aliment and the wet they will become flowers , fruits , tall branches and trees ... perfumes , nor the high rain - emitting clouds , are borne through the open air , Any more than my soul is borne ...
Sivu 162
... perfumes , heat and wine , beneath the dazzling chandeliers . To you ye reverent sane sisters , I raise a voice for far superber themes for poets and for art , To exalt the present and the real , To teach the average man the glory of ...
... perfumes , heat and wine , beneath the dazzling chandeliers . To you ye reverent sane sisters , I raise a voice for far superber themes for poets and for art , To exalt the present and the real , To teach the average man the glory of ...
Sivu 194
... perfume , with ample and flowing garments , With sunburnt visage , with intense soul and glittering eyes , The race of Brahma comes . See my cantabile ! these and more are flashing to us from the procession , As it moves changing , a ...
... perfume , with ample and flowing garments , With sunburnt visage , with intense soul and glittering eyes , The race of Brahma comes . See my cantabile ! these and more are flashing to us from the procession , As it moves changing , a ...
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America amid arms beautiful behold blood body breast breath Brooklyn chant comrades crowd dark dead dear death debouch divine dream dropt drums earth eidolons eyes face faith fill'd forever give globe grass hand head hear heart heroes immortal Journeyers Kanada land leaves Leaves of Grass light living LONG AMERICA look look'd lovers Manhattan moon mother never night o'er old cause pass pass'd Passage to India passions past peace pennant perfect perfume persons phrenology Pioneers poems poets prairies race rest rise river round sail shape ship shore silent silent sun sing skald sleep soldiers song soul sound spirit stand stars Strains musical strong superbest sweet thee things thou thought to-day trees vast voice wait walk Walt Whitman waves wending whoever winds woman women wonderful woods words young
Suositut otteet
Sivu 80 - Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.) I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the door-slab.
Sivu 31 - I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
Sivu 257 - WHEN lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night, I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
Sivu 35 - A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands, How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.
Sivu 50 - I speak the pass-word primeval, I give the sign of democracy, By God! I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms.
Sivu 264 - O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
Sivu 216 - WHEN I heard the learn'd astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me. When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them, When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick, Till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.
Sivu 198 - Up from the mystic play of shadows twining and twisting as if they were alive, Out from the patches of briers and blackberries, From the memories of the bird that chanted to me, From your memories sad brother, from the fitful risings...
Sivu 203 - O solitary me listening, never more shall I cease perpetuating you, Never more shall I escape, never more the reverberations, Never more the cries of unsatisfied love be absent from me, Never again leave me to be the peaceful child I was before what there in the night, By the sea under the yellow and sagging moon, The messenger there arous'd, the fire, the sweet hell within, The unknown want, the destiny of me.
Sivu 258 - Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes, passing the endless grass, Passing the yellow-spear'd wheat, every grain from its shroud in the dark-brown fields uprisen, Passing the apple-tree blows of white and pink in the orchards, Carrying a corpse to where it shall rest in the grave, Night and day journeys a coffin.