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THE LIBRARY

OF

THE UNIVERSITY
OF CALIFORNIA

GIFT OF

Mrs. Edwin Grabhorn




Including

SANDS AT SEVENTY ... ist Annex,
GOOD-BYE MY FANCY . . . 2d Annex,
A BACKWARD GLANCE O'ER TRAVEL/D ROADS,
and Portrait from Life.



COME, said my Soul,

Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,)

That should I after death invisibly return,

Or, long, long hence, in other spheres,

There to some group of mates the chants resuming,

(Tallying Earth's soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves,)

Ever with pleas' d smile I may keep on,

Ever and ever yet the verses owning as, first, I here and now,

Signing for Soul and Body, set to them my name,





PHILADELPHIA
DAVID MCKAY, PUBLISHER

23 SOUTH NINTH STREET
1891-'2



COPYRIGHTS,



1st ed'n 1855, Brooklyn (N. Y., South District) renew' d (1883) 14 yrs.

2d ed'n 1856, Brooklyn renew'd (1884) '4 y r s.

3d ed'n 1860, Boston, Thayer & Eldridge Pub'rs.

4 th ed'n 1867, N. Y., So. Dist. : Pub'd New York.

5th ed'n 1871, Washington, D. C.

6th ed'n 1876 Centennial issue inc'd'g Two RIVULETS: two vols.

7th ed'n 1881, Boston, Mass. : Osgood Pub.: [This includes in the present

vol. pages I to 382.]

8th ed'n 1882, Philadelphia: McKay Pub'r.

Sands at Seventy: Annex, 1888 November Boughs Philadelphia.
A Backward Glance, &c. : November Boughs, 1888 Philadelphia.
Good-Bye my Fancy : 2d Annex, 1891 Philadelphia.



Library of Congress Copyright Office, Washington.

No. 18382 W.

To wit : Be it remembered . . . That on the igth day of May, anno Domini, iSgi.Walt
Whitman, of Camden, N. J., has deposited in this office the ti.le of a Book, the title or descrip-
tion of which is in the following words, to wit :
GOOD-BYE MY FANCY,

id Annex to Leaves of Grass.

Philadelphia . . . David McKay . . . 1891.

The right whereof he claims as author, in conformity with the laws of the United States
respecting copyrights.

A. R. SPOFFORD,

Librarian of Congress.

L \Vhich last-named copyright (holding good to 1919 then, on application,
continued 14 years further) expires May 19, 1933.]



As there are now several editions of L. of G., different texts and
dates, I wish to say that I prefer and recommend this present one, complete,
for future printing, if there should be any ; a copy and fac-simile, indeed, of
the text of these 438 pages. The subsequent adjusting interval which is so
important to form'd and launch'd work, books especially, has pass'd ; and
waiting till fully after that, I have given (pages 423-438) my concluding
words. W. W.



CONTENTS.



INSCRIPTIONS. ^ PAGE

ONE'S-SELF I SING 3 ^9*

As I PONDER'D IN SILENCE V . g \

IN CABIN'D SHIPS AT SEA v; 10

To FOREIGN LANDS Jj n

To A HISTORIAN S n

To THEE OLD CAUSE C n

EIDOLONS b . 12

FOR HIM I SING*? 14

WHEN I READ THE BOOK? 14

BEGINNING MY STUDIES * 14

BEGINNERS t . 15

To THE STATES^ 15

ON JOURNEYS THROUGH THE STATES /^ 15

To A CERTAIN CANTATRICE / 16

ME IMPERTURBE ^ 16

SAVANTISM ,/ f 16

THE SHIP STARTING //. 16

I HEAR AMERICA SINGING //. 17

WHAT PLACE is BESIEGED? / .2- 17

STILL THOUGH THE ONE I SING 17

SHUT NOT YOUR DOORS - 17

POETS TO COME .'' - - 18

To You /.^ 18

THOU READER C 18

STARTING FROM PAUMANOK/J 18

SONG OF MYSELF # ty 29

CHILDREN OP ADAM. 7-*

To THE GARDEN THE WORLD 79

FROM PENT-UP ACHING RIVERS " * 79

I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC 7*? 81

A WOMAN WAITS FOR ME *.Y 88

SPONTANEOUS ME .85 89

ONE HOUR TO MADNESS AND JOY $7 91

OUT OF THE ROLLING OCEAN THE CROWD &5. ... 92

AGES AND AGES RETURNING AT INTERVALS ; ^ . . . 92

WE Two, How LONG WE WERE FOOL'D . S i . . . . 93

HYMEN! O HYMENEE!.V- 93

1 AM HE THAT ACHES WITH LOVE y? . . . . . 93

NATIVE MOMENTS '; . . . . . . 94

ONCE I PASS'D THROUGH A POPULOUS CITY "4 . . . 94

I HEARD You SOLEMN-SWEET PIPES OF THE ORGAN ^ . 94

FACING WEST FROM CALIFORNIA'S SHORES "7 P . 95

As ADAM EARLY IN THE MORNING . $ l . . 95

3



4 CONTENTS.

CALAMUS. PAGB

IN PATHS UNTRODDEN . ."%... .' . . . 95

SCENTED HERBAGE OF MY BREAST. 93 96

WHOEVER You ARE HOLDING ME Now IN HAND .? . . 97

FOR You O DEMOCRACY . ?5 99

THESE I SINGING IN SPRING 96 99

NOT HEAVING FROM MY RIBB'D BREAST ONLY 17 ' . . 100

OF THE TERRIBLE DOUBT OF APPEARANCES i7 . . . 101

THE BASE OF ALL METAPHYSICS .* * 101

RECORDERS AGES HENCE . . ? 102

WHEN I HEARD AT THE CLOSE OF THE DAY ^9 , . 102

ARE You THE NEW PERSON DRAWN TOWARD ME?.?? . . 103

ROOTS AND LEAVES THEMSELVES ALONE \Q6. . . .' 103

NOT HEAT FLAMES UP AND CONSUMES 'o . . . . 104

TRICKLE DROPS fco. 104

CITY OF ORGIES [l .... 105

BEHOLD THIS SWARTHY FACE. . . '/. . . . 105

I SAW IN LOUISIANA A LIVE-OAK GROWING '' . . . 105

To A STRANGER 10 2. . . 106

THIS MOMENT YEARNING AND THOUGHTFUL '/* .106

I HEAR IT WAS CHARGED AGAINST ME . . /0 3 . . 107
THE PRAIRIE-GRASS DIVIDING . . '* . . .107

WHEN I PERUSE THE CONQUER'D FAME *V4A I0 7
WE Two BOYS TOGETHER CLINGING . . //>3 . . .108

A PROMISE TO CALIFORNIA . . . J^i. . . 108

HERE THE FRAILEST LEAVES OF ME . ,.-'/* V . . . 108

No LABOR-SAVING MACHINE . . . . ^. . . 108

A GLIMPSE . . . J<a^ 109

A LEAF FOR HAND IN HAND JQ> 109

EARTH MY LIKENESS . . '5 109

I DREAM'D IN A DREAM . j a ^ 109

WHAT THINK You I TAKE MY PEN IN HAND? /fl 5 . . no

To THE EAST AND TO THE WEST . I & . . . . no

SOMETIMES WITH ONE I LOVE . J-' 1 ^ no

To A WESTERN BOY . . . '*6 . . . no

FAST-ANCHOR'D ETERNAL O LOVE .& in

AMONG THE MULTITUDE . . . l d > . . . . 111

O You WHOM I OFTEN AND SILENTLY COME Jd7. . . in

THAT SHADOW MY LIKENESS . . . ^07. . . in

FULL OF LIFE NOW J0.7 . . . in

(f SALUT AU MONDE! . . /.# 112

7 SONG OF THE OPEN ROAD . 120

"% CROSSING BROOKLYN FERRY . 129

a SONG OF THE ANSWERER 134

/xJ OUR OLD FEUILLAGE 138

// A SONG OF JOYS 142

li. SONG OF THE BROAD-AXE 148

/3 SONG OF THE EXPOSITION 157

t*i SONG OF THE REDWOOD-TREE 165

'5 A SONG FOR OCCUPATIONS 169

/4 A SONG OF THE ROLLING EARTH 176

*~V^*Y. PIP ^- p i *"-y^ i So

17 BIRDS OP'PASSA'GE.

SONG OF THE UNIVERSAL ......... 181

PIONEERS ! O PIONEERS 1 183

To You ... 186



CONTENTS.



BIRDS OF PASSAGE. PAGE

FRANCE THE i8TH YEAR OF THESE STATES .... 188

MYSELF AND MINE .. 189

YEAR OF METEORS (1859-60) 190

WITH ANTECEDENTS 191

A BROADWAY PAGEANT 193

SEA-DRIFT.

OUT OF THE CRADLE ENDLESSLY ROCKING .... 196

As I EBB'D WITH THE OCEAN OF LIFE 202

TEARS 204

To THE MAN-OF-WAR-BIRD 204

ABOARD AT A SHIP'S HELM 205

ON THE BEACH AT NIGHT . 205

THE WORLD BELOW THE BRINE 206

ON THE BEACH AT NIGHT ALONE 207

SONG FOR ALL SEAS, ALL SHIPS 207

PATROLING BARNEGAT 208

AFTER THE SEA-SHIP 209

BY THE ROADSIDE.

A BOSTON BALLAD 1854 209

EUROPE THE 720 AND 730 YEARS OF THESE STATES . .211

A HAND-MIRROR 213

GODS 213

GERMS 214

THOUGHTS 214

WHEN I HEARD THE LEARN'D ASTRONOMER . . . 214

PERFECTIONS 214

ME! O LIFE! .215

To A PRESIDENT 215

1 SIT AND LOOK OUT , . 215

To RICH GIVERS , . . . ... 216

THE DALLIANCE OF THE EAGLES . . . . . . 216

ROAMING IN THOUGHT 216

A FARM PICTURE 216

A CHILD'S AMAZE .217

THE RUNNER 217

BEAUTIFUL WOMEN 217

MOTHER AND BABE 217

THOUGHT 217

VISOR'D . 217

THOUGHT 217

GLIDING O'ER ALL . 218

HAST NEVER COME TO THEE AN HOUR . . . . .218

THOUGHT 218

To OLD AGE . . .218

LOCATIONS AND TIMES 218

OFFERINGS 218

To IDENTIFY THE i6TH, I7TH OR i8ra PRESIDENTIAD . . 218

DR UM- TAPS.% C.

FIRST O SONGS FOR A PRELUDE .^ *-.<* . . . . . 219

EIGHTEEN SIXTY-ONE 221

BEAT ! BEAT ! DRUMS ! ... 222

FROM PAUMANOK STARTING I FLY LIKE A BIRD ... 222

SONG or THE BANNER AT DAYBREAK 223

RISE O PAYS FROM YOUR FATHOMLESS DEEPS , 238



CONTENTS.



DRUM-TAPS. PAGE

VIRGINIA THE WEST ........ 230

CITY OF SHIPS ..... m ..... 230

THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY . ..... 231

CAVALRY CROSSING A FORD ....... 235

BIVOUAC ON A MOUNTAIN SIDE ..... ' . 235

AN ARMY CORPS ON THE MARCH ...... 236

BY THE BIVOUAC'S FITFUL FLAME ...... 236

COME UP FROM THE FIELDS FATHER ...... 236

VIGIL STRANGE I KEPT ON THE FIELD ONE NIGHT . . 238

A MARCH IN THE RANKS HARD-PREST ..... 239

A SIGHT IN CAMP IN THE DAYBREAK GRAY AND DIM . 240

As TOILSOME I WANDER'D VIRGINIA'S WOODS . . . 240

NOT THE PILOT .......... 241

YEAR THAT TREMBLED AND REEL'D BENEATH ME . . .241

THE WOUND-DRESSER ........ 241

LONG, TOO LONG AMERICA ....... 244

GIVE ME THE SPLENDID SILENT SUN ..... 244

DIRGE FOR Two VETERANS ........ 246

OVER THE CARNAGE ROSE PROPHETIC A VOICE . . 247

I SAW OLD GENERAL AT BAY ....... 247

THE ARTILLERYMAN'S VISION ....... 248

ETHIOPIA SALUTING THE COLORS ...... 249

NOT YOUTH PERTAINS TO ME ....... 249

RACE OF VETERANS ......... 250

WORLD TAKE GOOD NOTICE . . ..... 250

O TAN-FACED PRAIRIE-BOY ........ 250

LOOK DOWN FAIR MOON . . ...... 250

RECONCILIATION . ..... . . 250

How SOLEMN AS ONE BY ONE ...... 251

As I LAY WITH MY HEAD IN YOUR LAP CAMERADO . . 251

DELICATE CLUSTER ......... 252

To A CERTAIN CIVILIAN ........ 252

Lo, VICTRESS ON THE PEAKS ....;.. 252

SPIRIT WHOSE WORK is DONE ....... 253

ADIEU TO A SOLDIER ....*.... 253

TURN O LIBERTAD ... ...... 254

To THE LEAVEN'D SOIL THEY TROD ..... 254

MEMORIES OP PRESIDENT LINCOLN.

WHEN LILACS LAST IN THE DOORYARD BLOOM'D . . . 255

O CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN .-*? ty ..... 262

HUSH'D BE THE CAMPS TO-DAY f-kv ..... 263

THIS DUST WAS ONCE THE MAN.2t>9 . . . . . 263

BY BLUE ONTARIO'S SHORED fcf- ....... 264

276



RIVULETS.

As CONSEQUENT .......... 277

THK RETURN OF THE HEROES ...... . 278

THERE WAS A CHILD WENT FORTH %'$\} ..... 282

OLD IRELAND .? ?<? ......... 284

THE CITY DEAD-HOUSE ?<? ....... 284

THIS COMPOST 'i.f C ......... . 285

To A FOIL'D EUROPEAN REVOLUTIONAIRE . . . . . 287

UNNAMED LANDS ......... 288

SONG OF PRUDENCE , , , 289



CONTENTS.



AUTUMN RIVULETS. PAGE

THE SINGER IN THE PRISON ....... 292

WARBLE FOR LILAC-TIME ;K> ...... , 293

OUTLINES FOR A TOMB^^^ ....... 294

OUT FROM BEHIND THIS MASK ...... . 296

VOCALISM .... ....... 297

To HIM THAT WAS CRUCIFIED ....... 298

You FELONS ON TRIAL IN COURTS ...... 298

LAWS FOR CREATIONS ......... 299

To A COMMON PROSTITUTE ....... 299

I WAS LOOKING A LONG WHILE ....... 300

THOUGHT ...... * ..... 300

MIRACLES ........... 301

SPARKLES FROM THE WHEEL ....... 301

To A PUPIL ........... 302

UNFOLDED OUT OF THE FOLDS . . . . . . 302

WHAT AM I AFTER ALL ........ 303

KOSMOS ........... 303

OTHERS MAY PRAISE WHAT THEY LIKE ..... 304

WHO LEARNS MY LESSON COMPLETE ..... 304

TESTS ..... ........ 305

THE TORCH .......... 305

O STAR OF FRANCE (1870-71) ....... 306

THE OX-TAMER ..... ..... 307

AN OLD MAN'S THOUGHT OF SCHOOL ..... 308

WANDERING AT MORN . . . . . . . . 308

ITALIAN Music IN DAKOTA ..... . . 309

WITH ALL THY GIFTS . ...... 309

MY PICTURE-GALLERY ......... 310

THE PRAIRIE STATES ........ 310

PROUD MUSIC OF THE STORM ........ 310

PASSAGE TO INDIA _2J~ I ........ . 315

PRAYER OF COLUMBUS . ........ 323

THE SLEEPERS . ......... 325

TRANSPOSITIONS ............ 332

To THINK OF TIME .......... 333

3 WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH.

BAREST THOU Now O SOUL ....... 338

WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH ..... . 338

CHANTING THE SQUARE DEIFIC ....... 339

' OF HIM I LOVE DAY AND NIGHT . . ... . . 340

YET, YET, YE DOWNCAST HOURS . . . . . .341

As IF A PHANTOM CARESS'D ME ...... 341

ASSURANCES ...... ..... 342

QUICKSAND YEARS ......... 342

THAT Music ALWAYS ROUND ME ...... 343

WHAT SHIP PUZZLED AT SEA ....... 343

A NOISELESS PATIENT SPIDER ....... 343

O LIVING ALWAYS, ALWAYS DYING ..... 344

To ONE SHORTLY TO DIE ........ 344

NIGHT ON THE PRAIRIES ........ 344

THOUGHT ... ........ 345

THE LAST INVOCATION ........ 346

As I WATCH'D THE PLOUGHMAN PLOUGHING . . . 346

PENSIVE AND FALTERING .,,,..,, 346



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8 CONTENTS.

* AGB

THOU MOTHER WITH THY EQUAL BROOD 346

A-graMANOK- PlCTlOT 351

FROM NOON TO STARRY NIGHT.

THOU ORB ALOFT FULL-DAZZLING 352

FACES 353

THE MYSTIC TRUMPETER 356

To A LOCOMOTIVE IN WINTER 358

O MAGNET-SOUTH 359

MANNAHATTA 360

ALL is TRUTH 361

A RIDDLE SONG 362

EXCELSIOR 363

AH POVERTIES, WINCINGS, AND SULKY RETREATS . . 364

THOUGHTS 364

MEDIUMS 364

WEAVE IN, MY HARDY LIFE 365

SPAIN, 1873-74 365

BY BROAD POTOMAC'S SHORE 366

FROM FAR DAKOTA'S CANONS (JUNE 25, 1876) . . . 366

OLD WAR-DREAMS 367

THICK-SPRINKLED BUNTING 367

WHAT BEST I SEE IN THEE 368

SPIRIT THAT FORM'D THIS SCENE 368

As I WALK THESE BROAD MAJESTIC DAYS .... 369

A CLEAR MIDNIGHT 369

SONGS OF PARTING.

As THE TIME DRAWS NIGH. 370

YEARS OF THE MODERN 370

ASHES OF SOLDIERS . .371

THOUGHTS 373

SONG AT SUNSET yj%

As AT THY PORTALS ALSO DEATH. 376

MY LEGACY 376

PENSIVE ON HER DEAD GAZING 377

CAMPS OF GREEN 377

THE SOBBING OF THE BELLS 378

As THEY DRAW TO A CLOSE 379

JOY, SHIPMATE, JOY 379

THE UNTOLD WANT 379

PORTALS 379

THESE CAROLS 379

Now FINALE TO THE SHORE 380

So LONG ! . 380

1st Annex, SANDS AT SEVENTY.

WITH INDEX OF CONTENTS 383

Id Annex, GOOD-BYE MY FANCY.

WITH INDEX OF CONTENTS 405

A BACKWARD GLANCE O'ER TRAVEL D ROADS ... 423



INSCRIPTIONS.



ONE'S-SELF I SING.

ONE'S-SELF I sing, a simple separate person,

Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse.



Of physiology from top to toe I sing,

Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I

say the Form complete is worthier far,
The Female equally with the Male I sing.

Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power,
Cheerful, for freest action form'd under the laws divine,
The Modern Man I sing.



AS I PONDER'D IN SILENCE.

As I ponder'd in silence,

Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long,

A Phantom arose before me with distrustful aspect,

Terrible in beauty, age, and power,

The genius of poets of old lands,

As to me directing like flame its eyes,

With finger pointing to many immortal songs,

And menacing voice, What singest thou ? it said,

Knoirfst thou not there is but one theme for ever-enduring bards f

And that is the theme of War, the fortune of battles,

The making of perfect soldiers.

Be it so, then I answer'd,

/ too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater out

than any,
Waged in my book with varying fortune, with flight, advance and

retreat, victory deferred and wavering,



IO LEAVES OF GRASS.

( Yet methinks certain, or as good as certain, at the lasf,) the field

the world,

For life and death, for the Body and for the eternal Soul,
Lo, I too am come, chanting the chant of battles,
I above all promote brave soldiers.

IN CABIN'D SHIPS AT SEA.

IN cabin'd ships at sea,

The boundless blue on every side expanding,

With whistling winds and music of the waves, the large imperious

waves,

Or some lone bark buoy'd on the dense marine,
Where joyous full of faith, spreading white sails,
She cleaves the ether mid the sparkle and the foam of day, or

under many a star at night,
By sailors young and old haply will I, a reminiscence of the land,

be read,
In full rapport at last.

Here are our thoughts, voyagers' thoughts,

Here not the land, firm land, alone appears, may then by them be

said,
The sky overarches here, we feel the undulating deck beneath our

feet,

We feel the long pulsation, ebb and flow of endless motion,
The tones of unseen mystery, the vague and vast suggestions of the

briny world, the liquid-flowing syllables,
The perfume, the faint creaking of the cordage, the melancholy

rhythm,

The boundless vista and the horizon far and dim are all here,
And this is ocean's poem.

Then falter not O book, fulfil your destiny,
You not a reminiscence of the land alone,
You too as a lone bark cleaving the ether, purpos'd I know not

whither, yet ever full of faith,
Consort to every ship that sails, sail you !
Bear forth to them folded my love, (dear mariners, for you I fold

it here in every leaf;)
Speed on my book ! spread your white sails my little bark athwart

the imperious waves,
Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the boundless blue from me to every

sea,
This song for mariners and all their ships.



INSCRIPTIONS. 1 1



TO FOREIGN LANDS.

I HEARD that you ask'd for something to prove this puzzle the New

World,

And to define America, her athletic Democracy,
Therefore I send you my poems that you behold in them what you

wanted.

TO A HISTORIAN.

You who celebrate bygones,

Who have explored the outward, the surfaces of the races, the life

that has exhibited itself,
Who have treated of man as the creature of politics, aggregates,

rulers and priests,
I, habitan of the Alleghanies, treating of him as he is in himself

in his own rights,
Pressing the pulse of the life that has seldom exhibited itself, (the

great pride of man in himself,)
Chanter of Personality, outlining what is yet to be,
I project the history of the future.



TO THEE OLD CAUSE.
To thee old cause !

Thou peerless, passionate, good cause,
Thou stern, remorseless, sweet idea,
Deathless throughout the ages, races, lands,
After a strange sad war, great war for thee,
(I think all war through time was really fought, and ever will be

really fought, for thee,)
These chants for thee, the eternal march of thee.

(A war O soldiers not for itself alone,

Far, far more stood silently waiting behind, now to advance in
this book.)

Thou orb of many orbs !

Thou seething principle ! thou well-kept, latent germ ! thou centre !

Around the idea of thee the war revolving,

With all its angry and vehement play of causes,

(With vast results to come for thrice a thousand years,)

These recitatives for thee, my book and the war are one,

Merged in its spirit I and mine, as the contest hinged on thee,

As a wheel on its axis turns, this book unwitting to itself.

Around the idea of thee,



12 LEAVES OF GRASS.

EIDOLONS.

I MET a seer,

Passing the hues and objects of the world,
The fields of art and learning, pleasure, sense,

To glean eid61ons.

Put in thy chants said he,

No more the puzzling hour nor day, nor segments, parts, put in,
Put first before the rest as light for all and entrance-song of all,

That of eid61ons.

Ever the dim beginning,
Ever the growth, the rounding of the circle,
Ever the summit and the merge at last, (to surely start again,)

Eid61ons ! eid61ons !

Ever the mutable,

Ever materials, changing, crumbling, re-cohering,
Ever the ateliers, the factories divine,

Issuing eid61ons.

Lo, I or you,

Or woman, man, or state, known or unknown,
We seeming solid wealth, strength, beauty build,

But really build eid61ons.

The ostent evanescent,

The substance of an artist's mood or savan's studies long,
Or warrior's, martyr's, hero's toils,

To fashion his eid61on.

Of every human life,

(The units gather'd, posted, not a thought, emotion, deed, left out,)
The whole or large or small summ'd, added up,

In its eid61on.

The old, old urge,

Based on the ancient pinnacles, lo, newer, higher pinnacles,
From science and the modern still impell'd,

The old, old urge, eid61ons.

The present now and here,
America's busy, teeming, intricate whirl,
Of aggregate and segregate for only thence releasing,

To-day's eid61ons,



INSCRIPTIONS. 13

These with the past,

Of vanish'd lands, of all the reigns of kings across the sea,
Old conquerors, old campaigns, old sailors' voyages,

Joining eid61ons.

Densities, growth, facades,
Strata of mountains, soils, rocks, giant trees,
Far-born, far-dying, living long, to leave,

Eid61ons everlasting.

Exalte, rapt, ecstatic,
The visible but their womb of birth,
Of orbic tendencies to shape and shape and shape,

The mighty earth-eid61on.

All space, all time,

(The stars, the terrible perturbations of the suns,
Swelling, collapsing, ending, serving their longer, shorter use,)

FilPd with eid61ons only.

The noiseless myriads,
The infinite oceans where the rivers empty,
The separate countless free identities, like eyesight,

The true realities, eid61ons.

Not this the world,

Nor these the universes, they the universes,
Purport and end, ever the permanent life of life,

Eid61ons, eid61ons.

Beyond thy lectures learn'd professor,
Beyond thy telescope or spectroscope observer keen, beyond all

mathematics,
Beyond the doctor's surgery, anatomy, beyond the chemist with

his chemistry,
The entities of entities, eidolons.

Unfix'd yet fix'd,

Ever shall be, ever have been and are,
Sweeping the present to the infinite future,

Eid61ons, eid61ons, eid61ons.

The prophet and the bard,

Shall yet maintain themselves, in higher stages yet,
Shall mediate to the Modern, to Democracy, interpret yet to them,

God and eid61ons.



14 LEAVES OF GRASS.



And thee my soul,

Joys, ceaseless exercises, exaltations,
Thy yearning amply fed at last, prepared to meet,

Thy mates, eid61ons.

Thy body permanent,
The body lurking there within thy body,
The only purport of the form thou art, the real I myself,

An image, an eid61on.

Thy very songs not in thy songs,
No special strains to sing, none for itself,
But from the whole resulting, rising at last and floating,

A round full-orb'd eid61on.



FOR HIM I SING.
FOR him I sing,
I raise the present on the past,

(As some perennial tree out of its roots, the present on the past,)
With time and space I him dilate and fuse the immortal laws,
To make himself by them the law unto himself.



WHEN I READ THE BOOK.

WHEN I read the book, the biography famous,

And is this then (said I) what the author calls a man's life?

And so will some one when I am dead and gone write my life ?

(As if any man really knew aught of my life,

Why even I myself I often think know little or nothing of my real

life,

Only a few hints, a few diffused faint clews and indirections
I seek for my own use to trace out here.)



BEGINNING MY STUDIES.

BEGINNING my studies the first step pleas'd me so much,

The mere fact consciousness, these forms, the power of motion,

The least insect or animal, the senses, eyesight, love,

The first step I say awed me and pleas'd me so much,

I have hardly gone and hardly wish'd to go any farther,

But stop and loiter all the time to sing it in ecstatic songs.



INSCRIPTIONS. 15

BEGINNERS.

How they are provided for upon the earth, (appearing at inter-
vals,)

How dear and dreadful they are to the earth,

How they inure to themselves as much as to any what a paradox
appears their age,

How people respond to them, yet know them not,

How there is something relentless in their fate all times,

How all times mischoose the objects of their adulation and re-
ward,

And how the same inexorable price must still be paid for the same
great purchase.

TO THE STATES.

To the States or any one of them, or any city of the States, Resist

much, obey little,

Once unquestioning obedience, once fully enslaved,
Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth, ever after-
ward resumes its liberty.



ON JOURNEYS THROUGH THE STATES.

ON journeys through the States we start,

(Ay through the world, urged by these songs,

Sailing henceforth to every land, to every sea,)

We willing learners of all, teachers of all, and lovers of all.

We have watch'd the seasons dispensing themselves and passing

on,
And have said, Why should not a man or woman do as much as

the seasons, and effuse as much ?

We dwell a while in every city and town,

We pass through Kanada, the North-east, the vast valley of the

Mississippi, and the Southern States,
We confer on equal terms with each of the States,
We make trial of ourselves and invite men and women to hear,
We say to ourselves, Remember, fear not, be candid, promulge the

body and the soul,
Dwell a while and pass on, be copious, temperate, chaste, mag-

ne.tic,

And what you effuse may then return as the seasons return,
And may be just as much as the seasons.



1 6 LEAVES OF GRASS.



TO A CERTAIN CANTATRICE.

HERE, take this gift,

I was reserving it for some hero, speaker, or general,

One who should serve the good old cause, the great idea, the prog-
ress and freedom of the race,

Some brave confronter of despots, some daring rebel ;

But I see that what I was reserving belongs to you just as much as
to any.

ME IMPERTURBE.

ME imperturbe, standing at ease in Nature,

Master of all or mistress of all, aplomb in the midst of irrational
things,

Imbued as they, passive, receptive, silent as they,

Finding my occupation, poverty, notoriety, foibles, crimes, less im-
portant than I thought,

Me toward the Mexican sea, or in the Mannahatta or the Tennes-
see, or far north or inland,

A river man, or a man of the woods or of any farm-life of these
States or of the coast, or the lakes or Kanada,



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