Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman
1 I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And...
1 I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And...
The Cormorant builds on a ledge by the sea;
T...
'Twas dusk in the dale, but the clover-clad hi...
Hail Britannia's noblest daughter,
Who is sur...
Once, when a lad, it was my hap
To gain my m...
When do I mean to marry?--Well,
'T is idle to...
Drink and be merry, merry, merry boyes;Let all ...
Thou that art by Fates degree,Or Providence, or...