Are You the New person, drawn toward Me? (Walt Whitman Poems)
ARE you the new person drawn toward me? To begin with, take warning-I am surely far different from what you ...
Walt Whitman Poems (337 Poems)
I Thought I was not Alone. (Walt Whitman Poems)
I THOUGHT I was not alone, walking here by the shore, But the one I thought was with me, as ...
That Music Always Round Me. (Walt Whitman Poems)
THAT music always round me, unceasing, unbeginning-yet long untaught I did not hear; But now the chorus I hear, and ...
Assurances. (Walt Whitman Poems)
I NEED no assurances-I am a man who is preoccupied, of his own Soul; I do not doubt that from ...
Sparkles from The Wheel. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 WHERE the city's ceaseless crowd moves on, the live-long day, Withdrawn, I join a group of children watching-I pause ...
Song for All Seas, All Ships. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 TO-DAY a rude brief recitative, Of ships sailing the Seas, each with its special flag or ship-signal; Of unnamed ...
As I Ponder’d in Silence. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 AS I ponder'd in silence, Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long, A Phantom arose before me, with distrustful ...
Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 OUT of the cradle endlessly rocking, Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle, Out of the Ninth-month midnight, ...
Race of Veterans. (Walt Whitman Poems)
RACE of veterans! Race of victors! Race of the soil, ready for conflict! race of the conquering march! (No more ...
Unfolded Out of the Folds. (Walt Whitman Poems)
UNFOLDED out of the folds of the woman, man comes unfolded, and is always to come unfolded; Unfolded only out ...
Myself and Mine. (Walt Whitman Poems)
MYSELF and mine gymnastic ever, To stand the cold or heat-to take good aim with a gun-to sail a boat-to ...
Weave in, Weave in, My Hardy Life. (Walt Whitman Poems)
WEAVE in! weave in, my hardy life! Weave yet a soldier strong and full, for great campaigns to come; Weave ...
Mother and Babe. (Walt Whitman Poems)
I SEE the sleeping babe, nestling the breast of its mother; The sleeping mother and babe-hush'd, I study them long ...
To Rich Givers. (Walt Whitman Poems)
WHAT you give me, I cheerfully accept, A little sustenance, a hut and garden, a little money-these, as I rendezvous ...
Think of the Soul. (Walt Whitman Poems)
THINK of the Soul; I swear to you that body of yours gives proportions to your Soul somehow to live ...
Now Finale to the Shore. (Walt Whitman Poems)
NOW finale to the shore! Now, land and life, finale, and farewell! Now Voyager depart! (much, much for thee is ...
For Him I Sing. (Walt Whitman Poems)
FOR him I sing, (As some perennial tree, out of its roots, the present on the past:) With time and ...
Poem of Joys. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 O TO make the most jubilant poem! Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of ...
Thought. (Walt Whitman Poems)
OF what I write from myself-As if that were not the resumé; Of Histories-As if such, however complete, were not ...
To Old Age. (Walt Whitman Poems)
I SEE in you the estuary that enlarges and spreads itself grandly as it pours in the great Sea. (Walt ...
Spontaneous Me. (Walt Whitman Poems)
SPONTANEOUS me, Nature, The loving day, the mounting sun, the friend I am happy with, The arm of my friend ...
An Old Man’s Thought of School. (Walt Whitman Poems)
AN old man's thought of School; An old man, gathering youthful memories and blooms, that youth itself cannot. Now only ...
To a Pupil. (Walt Whitman Poems)
IS reform needed? Is it through you? The greater the reform needed, the greater the personality you need to accomplish ...
From My Last Years. (Walt Whitman Poems)
FROM my last years, last thoughts I here bequeath, Scatter'd and dropt, in seeds, and wafted to the West, Through ...
Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling; Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red ...
Behavior. (Walt Whitman Poems)
BEHAVIOR-fresh, native, copious, each one for himself or herself, Nature and the Soul expressed-America and freedom expressed-In it the finest ...
Song at Sunset. (Walt Whitman Poems)
SPLENDOR of ended day, floating and filling me! Hour prophetic-hour resuming the past! Inflating my throat-you, divine average! You, Earth ...
Long I Thought that Knowledge. (Walt Whitman Poems)
LONG I thought that knowledge alone would suffice me-O if I could but obtain knowledge! Then my lands engrossed me-Lands ...
As the Time Draws Nigh. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 AS the time draws nigh, glooming, a cloud, A dread beyond, of I know not what, darkens me. I ...
What am I, After All? (Walt Whitman Poems)
WHAT am I, after all, but a child, pleas'd with the sound of my own name? repeating it over and ...