The First Dandelion By Walt Whitman

The First Dandelion By Walt Whitman Simple and fresh and fair from winter’s close emerging,As if no artifice of fashion, business, politics, had ever been,Forth from its sunny nook of shelter’d grass—innocent, golden, calm as the dawn,The spring’s first dandelion shows its trustful face. Share on facebook Share on twitter Share on whatsapp Share on […]

Section 18 of Song of Myself By Walt Whitman

Section 18 of Song of Myself By Walt Whitman With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums,I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for conquer’d and slain persons. Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?I also say it is good to fall, battles are […]

Earth My Likeness By Walt Whitman

Earth My Likeness By Walt Whitman EARTH, my likeness,Though you look so impassive, ample and spheric there,I now suspect that is not all;I now suspect there is something fierce in you eligible to burst forth,For an athlete is enamour’d of me, and I of him,But toward him there is something fierce and terrible in me […]

When Lilacs Last In The Dooryard Bloom’d By Walt Whitman

When Lilacs Last In The Dooryard Bloom’d By Walt Whitman 1When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d,And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night,I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring. Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring,Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west,And thought of him […]

Give Me The Splendid, Silent Sun By Walt Whitman

Give Me The Splendid, Silent Sun By Walt Whitman GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling;   Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard;   Give me a field where the unmow’d grass grows;   Give me an arbor, give me the trellis’d grape;   Give me fresh […]

As I Ebb’d with the Ocean of Life By Walt Whitman

As I Ebb’d with the Ocean of Life By Walt Whitman As I ebb’d with the ocean of life,As I wended the shores I know,As I walk’d where the ripples continually wash you Paumanok,Where they rustle up hoarse and sibilant,Where the fierce old mother endlessly cries for her castaways,I musing late in the autumn day, […]

A Glimpse By Walt Whitman

A Glimpse By Walt Whitman A glimpse through an interstice caught,Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room around the stove late of a winter night, and I unremark’d seated in a corner,Of a youth who loves me and whom I love, silently approaching and seating himself near, that he may hold me […]

Dirge For Two Veterans by Walt Whitman

Dirge For Two Veterans By Walt Whitman The last sunbeamLightly falls from the finish’d Sabbath,On the pavement here, and there beyond it is lookingDown a new-made double grave Lo, the moon ascending,Up from the east the silvery round moon,Beautiful over the house-tops, ghastly, phantom moon,Immense and silent moon. I see a sad procession,And I hear […]

A Glimpse By Walt Whitman

A Glimpse By Walt Whitman A GLIMPSE, through an interstice caught,Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room, around the stove,late of a winter night–And I unremark’d seated in a corner;Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently approaching, andseating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand;A […]

Pioneers! O Pioneers! By Walt Whitman

Pioneers! O Pioneers! By Walt Whitman Come, my tan-faced children,Follow well in order, get your weapons ready;Have you your pistols? have you your sharp edged axes?Pioneers! O pioneers! For we cannot tarry here,We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,We, the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend,Pioneers! O […]