Walt Whitman
1819
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1892
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American poet and journalist, most famous for his controversial but technically brilliant early poetry
American poet, journalist and essayist, best known for LEAVES OF GRASS (1855), which was occasionally banned, and the poems 'I Sing the Body Electric' and 'Song of Myself.' Whitman incorporated natural speech rhythms into poetry. He disregarded metre, but the overall effect has a melodic character. Harold Bloom has stated in The Western Canon (1994) that "no Western poet, in the past century and half, not even Browning, or Leopardi or Baudelaire, overshadows Walt Whitman or Emily Dickinson."
"Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and joy and
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WHITMAN, WALT (1819—1892), American poet, was born at West Hills, on Long Island, New York, on the 31st of May 1819. His ancestry was mingled English and Holland Dutch, and had flourished upon Long Island more than 150 years—long enough to have taken deep root in the soil and to have developed, in its farmers and seafaring men, many strong family traits. His father, Walter Whitman, was a farmer and carpenter; his mother, Louisa Van Velsor, was the granddaughter of a sea captain. There do not app... [read entire biography]
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Star of resplendent front! Thy glorious eye
Shines on me still from out yon clouded sky.
--
Arcturus (To Edgar Allen Poe).
Sarah Helen (Power) Whitman
Tell him I lingered alone on the shore,
Where we parted, in sorrow, to meet nevermore;
The night-wind blew cold on my desolate heart
But colder those wild words of doom,--"Ye must part."
--
Our Island of Dreams.
Sarah Helen (Power) Whitman
The sweet imperious mouth, whose haughty valor
Defied all portents of impending doom.
--
The Portrait. (Of Poe.)
Sarah Helen (Power) Whitman
Warm lights are on the sleepy uplands waning
Beneath dark clouds along the horizon rolled,
Till the slant sunbeams through the fringes raining
Bathe all the hills in melancholy gold.
--
A still Day in Autumn.
Sarah Helen (Power) Whitman
Enchantress of the stormy seas,
Priestess of Night's high mysteries.
--
Moonrise in May.
Sarah Helen (Power) Whitman
The summer skies are darkly blue,
The days are still and bright,
And Evening trails her robes of gold
Through the dim halls of Night.
--
Summer's Call.
Sarah Helen (Power) Whitman
Raven from the dim dominions
On the Night's Plutonian shore,
Oft I hear thy dusky pinions
Wave and flutter round my door--
See the shadow of thy pinions
Float along the moonlit floor.
--
The Raven.
Sarah Helen (Power) Whitman
I will write the evangel-poem of comrades and of love.
--
Starting from Paumanok. 6.
Walt Whitman
I say the whole earth and all the stars in the sky are for religion's sake.
--
Starting from Paumanok. 7.
Walt Whitman
None has begun to think how divine he himself is and how certain the future is.
--
Starting from Paumanok. 7.
Walt Whitman
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