3 edition of Leaves of grass. found in the catalog.
Leaves of grass.
First published by The Knickerbocker Press, 1902.
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Instead, he only seeks for his reader to become joined with him; to understand that they are unified through time Leaves of grass. book through the page. The runaway slave came to my house and stopt outside, I heard his motions crackling the twigs of the woodpile, Through the swung half-door of the kitchen I saw him limpsy and weak, And went where he sat on a log and led him in Leaves of grass. book assured him, And brought water and fill'd a tub for his sweated body and bruis'd feet, And gave him a room that enter'd from my own, and gave him some coarse clean clothes, And remember perfectly well his revolving eyes and his awkwardness, And remember putting plasters on the galls of his neck and ankles; He staid with me a week before he was recuperated and pass'd north, I had him sit next me at table, my fire-lock lean'd in the corner. I do not press my fingers across my mouth, I keep as delicate around the bowels as around the head and heart, Copulation is no more rank to me than death is. And to those themselves who sank in the sea! Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen, Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn.
Smile O voluptuous cool-breath'd earth! And what do you think has become of the women and children? The drover watching his drove sings out to them that would stray, The pedler sweats with his pack on his back, the purchaser higgling about the odd cent; The bride Leaves of grass. book her white dress, the minute-hand of the clock moves slowly, The opium-eater reclines with rigid head and just-open'd lips, The prostitute draggles her shawl, her bonnet bobs on her tipsy and pimpled neck, The crowd laugh at her blackguard oaths, the men jeer and wink to each other, Miserable! O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues, And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing. There was never any more inception than there is now, Nor any more youth or age than there is now, And will never be any more perfection than there is now, Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now. He has a clear understanding and view of death, now, yet he also seeks for his own work to become inspired with the light of his previous years.
The Leaves of grass. book of my own breath, Echoes, ripples, buzz'd whispers, love-root, silk-thread, crotch and vine, My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing of blood and air through my lungs, The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and dark-color'd sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn, The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of the wind, A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms, The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag, The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hill-sides, The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun. The suicide sprawls on the bloody floor of the bedroom, I witness the corpse with its dabbled hair, I note where the pistol has fallen. Root of wash'd sweet-flag! Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?
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I saw the marriage of the trapper in the open air in the far west, Leaves of grass. book bride was a red girl, Her father and his friends sat near cross-legged and dumbly smoking, they had moccasins to their feet and large thick blankets hanging from their shoulders, On a bank lounged the trapper, he was drest mostly in skins, his luxuriant beard and curls protected his neck, he held his bride by the Leaves of grass.
book, She had long eyelashes, her head was bare, her coarse straight locks descended upon her voluptuous limbs and reach'd to her feet. You my rich blood! Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt, Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose?
Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me. Our foe was no skulk in his ship I tell you, said he, His was the surly English pluck, and there is no tougher or truer, and never was, and never will be; Along the lower'd eve he came horribly raking us.
The editions were of varying length, each one larger and augmented from the previous version, until the final edition reached over poems.
Have you outstript the rest? Grown, half-grown and babe, of this country and every country, in-doors and out-doors, one just as much as the other, I see, And all else behind or through them. Firm masculine colter it shall be you! O unspeakable passionate love.
Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touch'd from, The scent of these arm-pits aroma finer than prayer, This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds.
Were I to you as the boss employing and paying you, would that satisfy you? Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen, Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn.
The poem " Song of Myself " plays a particularly noteworthy role in the Leaves of grass. book plot. Were I as the head teacher, charitable proprietor, wise statesman, what would it amount to?
Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance Leaves of grass. book increase, always sex, Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of life. The Leaves of grass. book Edition The initial print run was modest and the book did not sell well.
As he describes it, he becomes "multitudes. If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles. All truths wait in all things, They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it, They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon, The insignificant is as big to me as any, What is less or more than a touch?
The Yankee clipper is under her sky-sails, she cuts the sparkle and scud, My eyes settle the land, I bend at her prow or shout joyously from the deck.I highly recommend Leaves of Grass to everyone - especially those who still believe, or want to believe, in the basic goodness of the American Experiment.
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