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O SUN of real peace! O hastening… O free and extatic! O what I here… O the sun of the world will ascend… and you too, O my Ideal, will sur… O so amazing and broad—up there re…
Not youth pertains to me, Nor delicatesse, I cannot beguile… Awkward in the parlor, neither a d… In the learn’d coterie sitting con… to me,
A thousand perfect men and women a… Around each gathers a cluster of f… with offerings.
There was a child went forth every… And the first object he look’d upo… And that object became part of him… Or for many years or stretching cy… The early lilacs became part of th…
SAUNTERING the pavement, or r… road—lo! such faces! Faces of friendship, precision, ca… ideality; The spiritual prescient face—the a…
I do not despise you priests, all… My faith is the greatest of faiths… Enclosing worship ancient and mode… Believing I shall come again upon… Waiting responses from oracles, ho…
Of these years I sing, How they pass and have pass’d thro… parturitions, How America illustrates birth, mu… fulfilment, the absolute success,…
When I read the book, the biograp… And is this then (said I) what th… And so will some one when I am de… (As if any man really knew aught o… Why even I myself I often think k…
On the beach at night, Stands a child with her father, Watching the east, the autumn sky. Up through the darkness, While ravening clouds, the burial…
Courage yet, my brother or my sist… Keep on—Liberty is to be subserv’… That is nothing that is quell’d by… failures, Or by the indifference or ingratit…
This dust was once the Man, Gentle, plain, just and resolute—u… Against the foulest crime in histo… Was saved the Union of These Sta…
First O songs for a prelude, Lightly strike on the stretch’d ty… How she led the rest to arms, how… How at once with lithe limbs unwai… (O superb! O Manhattan, my own, m…
City of ships! (O the black ships! O the fierce… O the beautiful sharp-bow’d steam-… City of the world! (for all races… All the lands of the earth make co…
FROM my last years, last thought… Scatter’d and dropt, in seeds, and… Through moisture of Ohio, prairie… California air, For Time to germinate fully.
Now I will do nothing but listen, To accrue what I hear into this s… I hear bravuras of birds, bustle o… I hear the sound I love, the soun… I hear all sounds running together…