 | 1876 - 1022 psl.
...charlatans time out of mind, and Whitman cruelly bedrivels the long-suffering luminary : — " I depart in air — I shake my white locks at the runaway sun...effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags." It would be interesting to know what meaning Whitman's admirers attach to the second of these lines... | |
 | 1876 - 844 psl.
...charlatans time out of mind, and Whitman cruelly beclrivels the long-suffering luminary : — I depart in air — I shake my white locks at the runaway sun...effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags. It would be interesting to know what meaning Whitman's admirers attach to the second of these lines... | |
 | 1881 - 592 psl.
...line, descriptive of the dissolution of life, the grandest single line ever penned by mortal hand: ' ' I depart as air. I shake my white locks at the runaway sun." For the discussion of Whitman as a poet of religion, we have little space left. All his writing is... | |
 | James Baldwin - 1882 - 632 psl.
...scud of day holds back for me, It flings my likeness afier the rest and true as any on the shadowed wilds, It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk. I depart...effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags. I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1883 - 404 psl.
...complains of my gab and my loitering. "J_too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, IsourP(i my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. The...effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags. I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your... | |
 | 1888 - 344 psl.
...need your paces when I myself can out-gallop them ? Even as I stand or sit passing faster than you. I too, am not a bit tamed, I too, am untranslatable,...effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags. I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1897 - 462 psl.
...supper? Who wishes to walk with me ? Will you speak before I am gone ? will you prove already too late ? The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains...effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags. I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1897 - 474 psl.
...complains of my gab and my loitering. I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound mybarbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. The last scud of...effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags. I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, Af you want me again look far me under your... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1897 - 484 psl.
...untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. The last scud of day holds back for me, 1 1 flings my likeness after the rest and true as any...effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags. You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, But I shall be good health to you nevertheless, And filter... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1897 - 484 psl.
...sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. The last scud of day holds back for me, It flmgs my likeness after the rest and true as any on the...effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags. You will hardly know who I am or what I mean. But I shall be good health to you nevertheless, And filter... | |
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I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags. I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles. 
