Walt Whitman Quotes About Country

Quotes about: Country

• The proof of a poet is that his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorbed it.

  Walt Whitman

  Country, Leaves Of Grass, Poet

  Walt Whitman (2009). “Democratic Vistas: The Original Edition in Facsimile”, p.34, University of Iowa Press

• There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country, if the people lose their roughness and spirit of defiance.

  Walt Whitman

  Country, Tyrants, People

  Walt Whitman, Edward F. Grier (2007). “Notebooks and Unpublished Prose Manuscripts, Volume VI: Notes and Index”, p.2148, NYU Press

• The greatest country, the richest country, is not that which has the most capitalists, monopolists, immense grabbings, vast fortunes, with its sad, sad soil of extreme, degrading, damning poverty, but the land in which there are the most homesteads, freeholds - where wealth does not show such contrasts high and low, where all men have enough - a modest living- and no man is made possessor beyond the sane and beautiful necessities.

  Walt Whitman

  Beautiful, Country, Men

• I see Hermes, unsuspected, dying, well-beloved, saying to the people, "Do not weep for me, This is not my true country, I have lived banished from my true country - I now go back there, I return to the celestial sphere where every one goes in his turn."

  Walt Whitman

  Death, Country, People

  Walt Whitman (2013). “Walt Whitman: Selected Poems 1855-1892”, p.125, St. Martin's Press

• Through the ample open door of the peaceful country barn, A sun-lit pasture field, with cattle and horses feeding; And haze, and vista, and the far horizon, fading away.

  Walt Whitman

  Country, Horse, Doors

  Walt Whitman, Howard Nelson (2010). “Earth, My Likeness: Nature Poetry of Walt Whitman”, p.142, North Atlantic Books

• The city sleeps and the country sleeps, the living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time, the old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife; and these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them, and such as it is to be of these more or less I am, and of these one and all I weave the song of myself.

  Walt Whitman

  Country, Song, Husband

  Walt Whitman, Sculley Bradley, Harold W. Blodgett (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856”, p.20, NYU Press

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