To a Stranger, by Walt Whitman
Passing stranger! You do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, ...
Passing stranger! You do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, ...
To get the final lilt of songs,
To penetrate the inmost lore of poets--to know the mighty ones,...
My spirit to yours dear brother,
Do not mind because many sounding your name do not understand ...
From all the rest I single out you, having a message for you,
You are to die--let others tell ...
To the East and to the West,
To the man of the Seaside State and of Pennsylvania,
To the Kana...
To thee old cause!
Thou peerless, passionate, good cause,
Thou stern, remorseless, sweet i...
To the garden the world anew ascending,
Potent mates, daughters, sons, preluding,
The love...
To the leaven'd soil they trod calling I sing for the last,
(Forth from my tent emerging for go...
Thou who hast slept all night upon the storm,
Waking renew'd on thy prodigious pinions,
(Burs...
Ah, whispering, something again, unseen,
Where late this heated day thou enterest at my wind...
1 To think of time--of all that retrospection,
To think of to-day, and the ages continued he...
To those who've fail'd, in aspiration vast,
To unnam'd soldiers fallen in front on the lead,
...
Whoever you are holding me now in hand,
Without one thing all will be useless,
I give you fai...
When the full-grown poet came,
Out spake pleased Nature (the round impassive globe, with all i...
Whispers of heavenly death murmur'd I hear,
Labial gossip of night, sibilant chorals,
Footst...