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''And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero.''
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Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Song of Myself, sect. 48, Leaves of Grass (1855).
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Was seiz'd by the spirit that trails in the lines underfoot,
The rim, the sediment that stands for all the water and all the land
of the globe.
Fascinated, my eyes reverting from ...
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Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. As I Ebb'd with the Ocean of Life (l. 8-12). . .
The Complete Poems [Walt Whitman]. Francis Murphy, ed. (1975...
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The city sleeps and the country sleeps,
The living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time,
The old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife;
And ...
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Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. "Song of Myself," sct. 15, Leaves of Grass (1855).
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''Three forms I see on stretchers lying, brought out there untended
lying,
Over each the blanket spread, ample brownish woolen blanket,
Gray and heavy blanket, folding, covering all.''
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Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. A Sight in Camp in the Daybreak Gray and Dim (l. 4-6). . .
The Complete Poems [Walt Whitman]. Francis Murphy,...
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''He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.''
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Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. "Song of Myself," sct. 47, Leaves of Grass (1855).
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Then to the third—a face nor child nor old, very calm,
as of beautiful yellow-white ivory,
Young man I think I know you—I think this face is the
face of the Christ himself,
<...
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Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. A Sight in Camp in the Daybreak Gray and Dim (l. 13-15). . .
The Complete Poems [Walt Whitman]. Francis Murph...
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''Seasons pursuing each other the indescribable crowd is gathered, it is the fourth of Seventh-month, (what salutes of cannon and small arms!)''
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Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Song of Myself, sct. 15, Leaves of Grass (1855).
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Sex contains all, bodies, souls,
Meanings, proofs, purities, delicacies, results, promulgations,
Songs, commands, health, pride, the maternal mystery, the seminal milk,
All hopes, benef...
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Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. "A Woman Waits for Me."
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''Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?
I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.''
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Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Song of Myself, sect. 18, Leaves of Grass (1855).
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Beat! beat! drums!—blow! bugles! blow!
Through the windows—through doors—burst like a ruthless force,
Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation;
Into the schoo...
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Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Beat! Beat! Drums! (L. 1-7). . .
The Complete Poems [Walt Whitman]. Francis Murphy, ed. (1975; repr. 1986) Pe...
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Weave In, Weave In, My Hardy Life
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WEAVE in! weave in, my hardy life!
Weave yet a soldier strong and full, for great campaigns to come;
Weave in red blood! weave sinews in, like ropes! the senses, sight
weave in!
Weave lasting sure! weave day and night the weft, the warp, incessant
weave! tire not!
(We know not what the use, O life! nor know the aim, the end--nor
really aught we know;
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