Walt Whitman

Selected Poems

    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    Camerado, I give you my hand!
    I give you my love more precise than money,
    I give you myself before preaching or law;
    Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me?
    Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    My call is the call of battle, I nourish active rebellion,
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    Behold through you as bad as the rest,
    Through the laughter, dancing, dining, supping, of people,
    Inside of dresses and ornaments, inside of those wash’d and trimm’d faces,
    Behold a secret silent loathing and despair.
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    Whoever you are, come forth! or man or woman come forth!
    You must not stay sleeping and dallying there in the house, though you built it, or though it has been built for you
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    To take your lovers on the road with you, for all that you leave them behind you,
    To know the universe itself as a road, as many roads, as roads for traveling souls
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    Listen! I will be honest with you,
    I do not offer the old smooth prizes, but offer rough new prizes,
    These are the days that must happen to you
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    Allons! with power, liberty, the earth, the elements,
    Health, defiance, gayety, self-esteem, curiosity;
    Allons! from all formules!
    From your formules, O bat-eyed and materialistic priests
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    Allons! whoever you are come travel with me!
    Traveling with me you find what never tires.

    The earth never tires,
    The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first, Nature is rude and incomprehensible at first,
    Be not discouraged, keep on, there are divine things well envelop’d,
    I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.
    Allons! we must not stop here,
    However sweet these laid-up stores, however convenient this dwelling we cannot remain here,
    However shelter’d this port and however calm these waters we must not anchor here,
    However welcome the hospitality that surrounds us we are permitted to receive it but a little while
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    These yearnings why are they? these thoughts in the darkness why are they?
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    The past, the future, majesty, love—if they are vacant of you, you are vacant of them
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    The earth expanding right hand and left hand,
    The picture alive, every part in its best light,
    The music falling in where it is wanted, and stopping where it is not wanted,
    The cheerful voice of the public road, the gay fresh sentiment of the road
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    (Still here I carry my old delicious burdens,
    I carry them, men and women, I carry them with me wherever I go,
    I swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them,
    I am fill’d with them; and I will fill them in return.)
    liarvwhas quotedlast month
    I do not want the constellations any nearer,
    I know they are very well where they are,
    Yekaterhinahas quoted4 years ago
    Eternal progress, the kosmos, and the modern reports.
    This then is life,
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