Papers for the times [ed. by W. Lewin]., 3 tomasWalter Lewin 1880 |
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... never seen before . To some , who have only heard Walt Whitman's name , or only seen him laughed to scorn by reviewers who fail to under- stand him , our words will seem extravagant . To us , who have read and re - read his poems with 47.
... never seen before . To some , who have only heard Walt Whitman's name , or only seen him laughed to scorn by reviewers who fail to under- stand him , our words will seem extravagant . To us , who have read and re - read his poems with 47.
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... poems is called Leaves of Grass ; and the title is excellent . They are one , with nature ; they are not made , they grow ; they have all the characteristics of natural productions . This man wrote because the spirit moved him ...
... poems is called Leaves of Grass ; and the title is excellent . They are one , with nature ; they are not made , they grow ; they have all the characteristics of natural productions . This man wrote because the spirit moved him ...
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... poems are written in blood : - " Stain every page - stain every song I sing , every word I say , bloody drops ; Let them know your scarlet heat -- let them glisten ; Saturate them with yourself , all ashamed and wet ; Glow upon all I ...
... poems are written in blood : - " Stain every page - stain every song I sing , every word I say , bloody drops ; Let them know your scarlet heat -- let them glisten ; Saturate them with yourself , all ashamed and wet ; Glow upon all I ...
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... poems which read like rankest materialism , and there are others which seem to teach the most etherealised spiritualism . That is the " paradox " of which so few are able to understand the meaning : Strange and hard that paradox true I ...
... poems which read like rankest materialism , and there are others which seem to teach the most etherealised spiritualism . That is the " paradox " of which so few are able to understand the meaning : Strange and hard that paradox true I ...
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... poems which have been described as shameless glorifications of the Flesh . Sensuous , indeed , they are , and that with a vengeance ; but however they may appear to others , to us they are never sensual . No lustful mind need come to ...
... poems which have been described as shameless glorifications of the Flesh . Sensuous , indeed , they are , and that with a vengeance ; but however they may appear to others , to us they are never sensual . No lustful mind need come to ...
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62 psl. - Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later delicate death. Praised be the fathomless universe, For life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious, And for love, sweet love — but praise! praise! praise! For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding death.
62 psl. - Prais'd be the fathomless universe, For life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious, And for love, sweet love - but praise! praise! praise! For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding death. Dark mother always gliding near with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? Then I chant it for thee, I glorify thee above all, I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly.
98 psl. - A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud. I am arrived at last in the presence of a man so real and equal, that I may drop even those...
55 psl. - Know ye not that ye are the temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you ? If any man defile the temple of God, him shall God destroy ; for the temple of God is holy, which temple ye are.
253 psl. - Or let my lamp at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear, With thrice great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold, The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
57 psl. - Thus in silence in dreams' projections, Returning, resuming, I thread my way through the hospitals, The hurt and wounded I pacify with soothing hand, I sit by the restless all the dark night, some are so young, Some suffer so much, I recall the experience sweet and sad, (Many a soldier's loving arms about this neck have cross'd and rested, Many a soldier's kiss dwells on these bearded lips...
259 psl. - The trivial round, the common task, Would furnish all we ought to ask; Room to deny ourselves ; a road To bring us, daily, nearer God.
61 psl. - Death, the purport of all Life, is not well provided for?) I do not doubt that wrecks at sea, no matter what the horrors of them, no matter whose wife, child, husband, father, lover, has gone down, are provided for, to the minutest points...
264 psl. - But go thou thy way till the end be: for thou shalt rest, and stand in thy lot at the end of the days.
54 psl. - ONE'S-SELF I sing, a simple separate person, Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse. Of physiology from top to toe I sing, Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I say the Form complete is worthier far, The Female equally with the Male I sing. Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power, Cheerful, for freest action form'd under the laws divine, The Modern Man I sing.