“Not songs of loyalty alone are these, But songs of insurrection also, For I am the sworn poet of every dauntless rebel… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Song of Myself is a new kind of poem , which is shocked, puzzled, amused, amazed all the average readers, but it… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Now I will do nothing but listen to accrue what I hear into this song. To let sounds contribute toward it. I… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Press close, bare-bosomed Night! Press close, magnetic, nourishing Night! Night of south winds! Night of the large, few stars! Still, nodding Night!… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Songs of myself Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul. Lack one… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
A Song of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms - a song… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Sometimes with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse unreturn'd love; But now I think there is… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
My own songs awakened from that hour, And with them the key, the word up from the waves, The word of the… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
The city sleeps and the country sleeps, the living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time, the old husband… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Sex contains all, Bodies, Souls, meanings, proofs, purities, delicacies, results, promulgations, Songs, commands, health, pride, the maternal mystery, the seminal milk; All… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Song of myself Smile O voluptuous cool-breath'd earth! Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees! Earth of departed sunset--earth of the mountains… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Songs of myself These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me,… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Song of myself With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums, I play not marches for accepted victors only,… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Song of myself Now I will do nothing but listen, To accrue what I hear into this song, to let sounds contribute… — 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
