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Walt Whitman

What General Has a Good Army

WHAT General has a good army in himself, has a good army;
  He happy in himself, or she happy in herself, is happy,
  But I tell you you cannot be happy by others, any more than you can
        beget or conceive a child by others.

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Bruno G.
Otras obras de Walt Whitman...
Book I. Inscriptions: Beginners

How they are provided for upon the… How they inure to themselves as mu… appears their age, How people respond to them, yet kn… How there is something relentless…
Book XXXIV. Sands At Seventy: The Calming Thought of All

That coursing on, whate’er men’s s… Amid the changing schools, theolog… Amid the bawling presentations new… The round earth’s silent vital law…
Book XXIV. Autumn Rivulets: The Torch

On my northwest coast in the midst… fishermen’s group stands watching; Out on the lake, expanding before… spearing salmon; The canoe, a dim and shadowy thing…
Debris

HE is wisest who has the most cau… He only wins who goes far enough. ANY thing is as good as establish… lished that will produce it and co…
Song of Myself, XXIV

Walt Whitman, a kosmos, of Manhat… Turbulent, fleshy, sensual, eating… No sentimentalist, no stander abov… No more modest than immodest. Unscrew the locks from the doors!
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Book XXI. Drum-Taps: Adieu to a Soldier

Adieu O soldier, You of the rude campaigning, (whic… The rapid march, the life of the c… The hot contention of opposing fro… Red battles with their slaughter,…
Song of Myself, XXXIII

Space and Time! now I see it is t… What I guess’d when I loaf’d on t… What I guess’d while I lay alone… And again as I walk’d the beach u… My ties and ballasts leave me, my…
Book XXXIV. Sands At Seventy: Continuities

Nothing is ever really lost, or ca… No birth, identity, form—no object… Nor life, nor force, nor any visib… Appearance must not foil, nor shif… Ample are time and space—ample the…
Book XXXV. Good-Bye My Fancy: Sounds of the Winter

Sounds of the winter too, Sunshine upon the mountains—many a… From cheery railroad train—from ne… The whispering air—even the mute c… Children’s and women’s tones—rhyth…
From my Last Years

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.
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The Veteran's Vision

WHILE my wife at my side lies sl… are over long, And my head on the pillow rests at… tic midnight passes, And through the stillness, through…
Book XVII. Birds Of Passage: Pioneers! O Pioneers!

Come my tan-faced children, Follow well in order, get your wea… Have you your pistols? have you yo… Pioneers! O pioneers! For we cannot tarry here,
Book XXI. Drum-Taps: Eighteen Sixty-One (1861)

Arm’d year—year of the struggle, No dainty rhymes or sentimental lo… Not you as some pale poetling seat… But as a strong man erect, clothed… rifle on your shoulder,
Book XXXV. Good-Bye My Fancy: Unseen Buds

Unseen buds, infinite, hidden well… Under the snow and ice, under the… Like babes in wombs, latent, folde… Billions of billions, and trillion… (On earth and in the sea—the unive…
Book IV. Children of Adam: O Hymen! O Hymenee!

O hymen! O hymenee! why do you ta… O why sting me for a swift moment… Why can you not continue? O why d… Is it because if you continued bey… soon certainly kill me?



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