Poems by Walt Whitman

We two, how long we were fool'd,
Now transmuted, we swiftly escape as Nature escapes,
We ar...

We two boys together clinging,
One the other never leaving,
Up and down the roads going, Nor...

Weave in, weave in, my hardy life,
Weave yet a soldier strong and full for great campaigns to...

Warble me now for joy of lilac-time, (returning in reminiscence, )
Sort me O tongue and lips fo...

Wandering at morn,
Emerging from the night from gloomy thoughts, thee in my thoughts,
Yearni...

And who art thou? Said I to the soft-falling shower,
Which, strange to tell, gave me an answe...

1 Vocalism, measure, concentration, determination, and the divine
power to speak words;
...

Ah, not this marble, dead and cold:
Far from its base and shaft expanding--the round zones ci...

1 I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom ...

O to make the most jubilant song!
Full of music--full of manhood, womanhood, infancy!
Full of...

Poet:
O A new song, a free song,
Flapping, flapping, flapping,...

1 A song for occupations!
In the labor of engines and trades and the labor of fields I find
t...

To conclude, I announce what comes after me. I remember I said before my leaves sprang a...

Small the theme of my Chant, yet the greatest--namely, One's-Self--
a simple, separate person...

1 To-day a rude brief recitative,
Of ships sailing the seas, each with its special flag or s...