There is no place like it, no place with an atom of its glory, pride, and exultancy. It lays its hand upon… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
When he whom I love travels with me or sits a long while holding me by the hand, … Then I am… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
THIS dust was once the Man, / Gentle, plain, just and resolute—under whose cautious hand, / Against the foulest crime in history… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you/ That you may be my poem/ I whisper with my lips close… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again and ever again, this soiled world. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, Be not afraid of my body. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems, You shall possess the good of… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journeywork of the stars, And the pismire is equally perfect, and… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Once I passed through a populous city imprinting my brain for future use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions, Yet now of… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
There's a man in the world who is never turned down, whatever he chances to stray; he gets the glad hand in… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth, And I know that… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I give you my hand, I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or law;… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
O lands! O all so dear to me - what you are, I become part of that, whatever it is. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Each of us inevitable, Each of us limitless—each of us with his or her right upon the earth, Each of us allow'd the eternal… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Comerado, this is no book,Who touches this, touches a man,(Is it night? Are we here alone?)It is I you hold, and who holds you,I… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I have sometimes thought that the laws ought not to punish those actions of evil which are committed when the senses are steeped in… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Oh while I live, to be the ruler of life, not a slave, to meet life as a powerful conqueror, and nothing exterior to… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Wisdom is not finally tested in the schools, Wisdom cannot be pass'd from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Strange, (is it not?) that battles, martyrs, blood, even assassination should so condense - perhaps only really lastingly condense - a Nationality. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I think I could always live with animals. The more you're around people, the more you love animals. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul, The pleasures of heaven are with me and the… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age-I and my book-casting backward glances over out travel'd road. — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
