Walt Whitman Quotes About Past

Quotes about: Past

• I know nothing grander, better exercise, better digestion, more positive proof of the past, the triumphant result of faith in human kind, than a well-contested American national election.

  Walt Whitman

  Exercise, Past, America

  Walt Whitman (2015). “Complete Prose Works”, p.515, Walt Whitman

• To the garden of the world anew descending,
  Potent mates, daughters, sons, preluding,
  The love, the life of their bodies, meaning and being,
  Curious here behold my resurrection after slumber,
  The revolving cycles in their wide sweep having brought me again,
  amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous,
  My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays through them, for reasons, most wondrous,
  Existing I peer and penetrate still,
  Content with the present, content with the past,
  By my side or back of me Eve following,
  Or in front, and I following her just the same.

  Walt Whitman

  Beautiful, Daughter, Spring

  Walt Whitman, “To The Garden The World”

• The Past -- the dark unfathomed retrospect! The teeming gulf --the sleepers and the shadows! The past! the infinite greatness of the past! For what is the present after all but a growth out of the past?

  Walt Whitman

  Time, Dark, Past

  1871 Passage to India, opening verse.

• All the past we leave behind; We debouch upon a newer, mightier world, varied world, Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march, Pioneers! O Pioneers!

  Walt Whitman

  Strong, Past, Pioneers

  Walt Whitman (2008). “Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1860-1867”, p.475, NYU Press

• I say that democracy can never prove itself beyond cavil, until it founds and luxuriantly grows its own forms of art, poems, schools, theology, displacing all that exists, or that has been produced anywhere in the past, under opposite influences.

  Walt Whitman

  Art, School, Past

  Walt Whitman, Floyd Stovall (2007). “Prose Works 1892, Volume II: Collect and Other Prose”, p.365, NYU Press

• A murmuring, fateful, giant voice, out of the earth and sky, Voice of a mighty dying tree in the Redwood forest dense.... [T]he wood-spirits came from their haunts of a thousand years, to join the refrain; But in my soul I plainly heard. Murmuring out of its myriad leaves, Down from its lofty top, rising two hundred feet high, Out of its stalwart trunk and limbs - out of its foot-thick bark, That chant of the seasons and time - chant, not of the past only, but of the future.

  Walt Whitman

  Past, Years, Sky

  Walt Whitman, “Song Of The Redwood-Tree”

• The past, the future, majesty, love - if they are vacant of you, you are vacant of them.

  Walt Whitman

  Past, Majesty, Vacant

  Walt Whitman “Annotated LEAVES OF GRASS with English Grammar Exercises: by Walt Whitman (Author), Robert Powell (Editor)”, Powell Publications, LLC

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