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.
Out of every fruition of success, no matter what, comes forth something to make a new effort necessary.
Press close, bare-bosomed Night! Press close, magnetic, nourishing Night! Night of south winds! Night of the large, few stars! Still, nodding Night! Mad, naked, Summer Night!
There is no object so soft but it makes a hub for the wheeled universe.
Future years will never know the seething hell and the black infernal background, the countless minor scenes and interiors of the secession war; and it is best they should not. The real war will never get in the books.
Seasons pursuing each other the indescribable crowd is gathered, it is the fourth of Seventh-month, (what salutes of cannon and small arms!
The orchestra whirls me wider than Uranus flies, It wrenches such ardors from me I did not know I possess'd them
In nothing is there more evolution than the American mind.
Manhattan crowds, with their turbulent musical chorus! Manhattan faces and eyes forever for me.
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.
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.
I will write the evangel-poem of comrades and of love.
The work for giants...to serve well the guns!
Dazzling and tremendous how quick the sun-rise would kill me, if I could not now and always send sun-rise out of me.
There was a child went forth every day, And the first object he looked upon, that object he became.
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.
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle.
The sum of all known value and respect, I add up in you, whoever you are.
O Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done, / The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won
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.
I henceforth tread the world, chaste, temperate, an early riser, a steady grower.
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!
I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contained between my hat and my boots.
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.
Under the specious pretext of effecting 'the happiness of the whole community,' nearly all the wrongs and intrusions of government has been carried through.
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