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Walt Whitman Quotes - Page 18

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I heard what was said of the universe, heard it and heard it of several thousand years; it is middling well as far as it goes - but is that all?

I heard what was said of the universe, heard it and heard it of several thousand years; it is middling well as far as it goes - but is that all?

Science, Years, Hearing

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.63, NYU Press

What is commonest and cheapest and nearest and easiest is Me, Me going in for my chances, spending for vast returns, Adorning myself to bestow myself on the first that will take me, Not asking the sky to come down to my goodwill, Scattering if freely forever.

Sky, Simplicity, Forever

Walt Whitman, Ezra Greenspan (2005). “Walt Whitman's "Song of Myself": A Sourcebook and Critical Edition”, p.53, Psychology Press

We also ascend dazzling and tremendous as the sun, We found our own O my soul in the calm and cool of the daybreak.

Soul, Sun, Calm

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.35, NYU Press

I will not descend among professors and capitalists.

Professors, Capitalist

Walt Whitman, David S. Reynolds (2005). “Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass”, p.90, Oxford University Press

The orchestra whirls me wider than Uranus flies, It wrenches such ardors from me I did not know I possess'd them

Orchestra, Ardor, Wrenches

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.38, NYU Press

In nothing is there more evolution than the American mind.

Mind, Progress, Evolution

Walt Whitman (1995). “Specimen Days: & Collect”, p.331, Courier Corporation

Manhattan crowds, with their turbulent musical chorus! Manhattan faces and eyes forever for me.

New York, Eye, Forever

Walt Whitman, Howard Nelson (2010). “Earth, My Likeness: Nature Poetry of Walt Whitman”, p.82, North Atlantic Books

The smallest sprout shows there is really no death. And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it.

Waiting, Doe, Leaves Of Grass

Walt Whitman (2009). “The Americanness of Walt Whitman”, p.5, Wildside Press LLC

A word of the faith that never balks, Here or henceforward it is all the same to me, I accept Time absolutely. It alone is without flaw, it alone rounds and completes all, That mystic baffling wonder alone completes all.

Time, Wonder, Flaws

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.30, NYU Press

I will write the evangel-poem of comrades and of love.

Love, Friendship, Writing

Walt Whitman (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1860-1867”, p.278, NYU Press

The work for giants...to serve well the guns!

Military, Gun, Giants

Walt Whitman (2013). “Leaves of Grass”, p.448, Simon and Schuster

Dazzling and tremendous how quick the sun-rise would kill me, if I could not now and always send sun-rise out of me.

Sun, Kill Me, If I Could

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.35, NYU Press

There was a child went forth every day, And the first object he looked upon, that object he became.

Children, Leaves Of Grass, Firsts

Walt Whitman (2011). “Leaves of Grass, 1860: The 150th Anniversary Facsimile Edition”, p.221, University of Iowa Press

When I heard the learn’d astronomer; When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me; When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them; When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick; Till rising and gliding out, I wander’d off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.

Time, Stars, Learning

Walt Whitman (2015). “Drum-Taps: The Complete 1865 Edition”, p.42, New York Review of Books

There is that indescribable freshness and unconsciousness about an illiterate person that humbles and mocks the power of the noblest expressive genius.

Education, Humble, Illiterate Person

Walt Whitman (2012). “Leaves of Grass: The Original 1855 Edition”, p.7, Courier Corporation

Every cubic inch of space is a miracle.

Space, Miracle, Leaves Of Grass

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.256, NYU Press

The sum of all known value and respect, I add up in you, whoever you are.

Add, Values And Respect, Known

Walt Whitman (2013). “Walt Whitman: Selected Poems 1855-1892”, p.70, St. Martin's Press

O Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done, / The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won

Sailing, Done, Leaves Of Grass

"O Captain! My Captain!" l. 1 (1871)

I henceforth tread the world, chaste, temperate, an early riser, a steady grower.

World, Chaste, Steady

Walt Whitman (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1860-1867”, p.324, NYU Press

I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me, And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, And reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet.

Summer, Morning, Heart

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.6, NYU Press

What a devil art thou, Poverty! How many desires - how many aspirations after goodness and truth - how many noble thoughts, loving wishes toward our fellows, beautiful imaginings thou hast crushed under thy heel, without remorse or pause!

Beautiful, Art, Wish

Walt Whitman (1998). “The Journalism: 1834-1846”, Peter Lang Pub Incorporated

I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contained between my hat and my boots.

Dying, Boots, Leaves Of Grass

Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.8, NYU Press

And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me.... And as to you corpse, I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me, I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing, I reach to the leafy lips — I reach to the polished breasts of melons. And as to you life, I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths, No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before.

Death, Sweet, Thinking

Walt Whitman, “Song Of Myself, XLIX”

Under the specious pretext of effecting 'the happiness of the whole community,' nearly all the wrongs and intrusions of government has been carried through.

Government, Community, Intrusion

Walt Whitman (1998). “The Journalism: 1834-1846”, Peter Lang Pub Incorporated

Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later, delicate death.

Death, Night, Lovely

'When lilacs last in the dooryard bloomed' st. 14

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