Song Of Myself, VI
Song Of Myself, V
Song Of Myself, VII
Song Of Myself, VIII
Song Of Myself, IX
Song Of Myself, XII
Song Of Myself, XIII
Song Of Myself, XIV
Song Of Myself, XVII
Song Of Myself, XVI
Song Of Myself, XXI
Song Of Myself, XV
Song Of Myself, XIX
Song Of Myself, XVIII
Song Of Myself, XXII
Song Of Myself, XXIV
Song Of Myself, XXV
Song Of Myself, XXVI
Song Of Myself, XX
Song Of Myself, XXVII
Song Of Myself, XXX
Song Of Myself, XXIII
Song Of Myself, XXVIII
Song Of Myself, XXXI
Song Of Myself, XXIX
Song Of Myself, XXXII
Song Of Myself, XXXV
Song Of Myself, XXXIII
Song Of Myself, XXXVII
Song Of Myself, XXXVI
Song Of Myself, XXXIV
Washington’s Monument, February, 1885
Song Of Myself, XXXVIII
Song Of Myself, XL
Song Of Myself, XLII
The Great City
Song Of Myself, XXXIX
Song Of Myself, XLIII
Song Of Myself, XLIV
Song Of Myself, XLVI
Song Of Myself, XLVII
Song Of Myself, XLV
Song Of Myself, IV
Song Of Myself, XLIX
O Captain! My Captain!
Song Of Myself, L
Song Of Myself, XLVIII
Red Jacket (From Aloft)
Election Day, November, 1884
Song Of Myself, LI
Song Of Myself, LII
Native Moments
Song Of Myself, XLI
Longings For Home
Vicouac On A Mountain Side
Song Of Myself, III
These Carols
To Oratists
We Two-How Long We Were Fool’D
To A Certain Cantatrice
Virgil Strange I Kept On The Field
Two Rivulets
Turn, O Libertad
What Place Is Besieged?
The Return Of The Heroes
Thick-Sprinkled Bunting
To Rich Givers
To A Foil’D European Revolutionaire
Thou Reader
To A Certain Civilian
To The Leaven’D Soil They Trod
To The Man-Of-War-Bird
The World Below The Brine
Wandering At Morn
To A Western Boy
Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling
Vigil Strange I Kept On The Field One Night
To The States
Virginia–The West
To Foreign Lands
To The Reader At Parting
Unfolded Out Of The Folds
The Voice Of The Rain
To A Pupil
What General Has A Good Army
To Him That Was Crucified
Unnamed Lands
What Best I See In Thee
These, I, Singing In Spring
To A Historian
The Sobbing Of The Bells
This Moment, Yearning And Thoughtful
This Day, O Soul
Warble Of Lilac-Time
To Thee, Old Cause!
The Singer In The Prison
Think Of The Soul
The Unexpressed
To The East And To The West
This Compost
Weave In, Weave In, My Hardy Life
Song Of Myself, II
The Torch
To One Shortly To Die
To A President
To Old Age
To The Garden The World
What Am I, After All?
The Untold Want
The Wound Dresser
To You
The Prairie States
To A Locomotive In Winter
To Think Of Time
To A Common Prostitute
This Dust Was Once The Man
A Song Of Joys
The Ship Starting
Walt Whitman’s Caution
What Think You I Take My Pen In Hand?
The Prairie-Grass Dividing
Locations And Times
Lo! Victress On The Peaks
Spain 1873-’74
We Two Boys Together Clinging
Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb
Spirit That Form’D Theis Scene
The Centerarian’s Story
Long, Too Long, O Land!
There Was A Child Went Forth
The Indications
The Sleepers
Over The Carnage
Not Heaving From My Ribb’D Breast Only
When I Peruse The Conquer’D Fame
The Base Of All Metaphysics
Scented Herbage Of My Breast
Prayer Of Columbus
No Labor-Saving Machine
Other May Praise What They Like
Recorders Ages Hence
Not Youth Pertains To Me
Sing Of The Banner At Day-Break
With Antecedents
The Mystic Trumpeter
One Sweeps By
Race Of Veterans
Pensive On Her Dead Gazing, I Heard The Mother Of All
France, The 18th Year Of These States
What Weeping Face
Still, Though The One I Sing
I Heard You, Solemn-Sweep Pipes Of The Organ
Shut Not Your Doors, &C.
Patroling Barnegat
From Paumanok Starting
O Bitter Sprig! Confession Sprig!
Song Of The Broad-Axe
Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me
From Far Dakota’s Canons
Delicate Cluster
The Ox Tamer
The City Dead-House
Song Of The Exposition
Europe, The 72d And 73d Years Of These States
O Tan-Faced Prairie Boy
I Saw Old General At Bay
Not Heat Flames Up And Consumes
Night On The Prairies
Rise, O Days
Behold This Swarthy Face
The Last Invocation
Joy, Shipmate, Joy!
The Dresser
Chanting The Square Deific
Starting From Paumanok
Me Imperturbe
In Former Songs
Spirit Whose Work Is Done
Hush’D Be The Camps Today
Now List To My Morning’s Romanza
Once I Pass’D Through A Populous City
As Toilsome I Wander’D
Long I Thought That Knowledge
Ethiopia Saluting The Colors
In The New Garden In All The Parts
Of The Visage Of Things
Italian Music In Dakota
The Runner
Of The Terrible Doubt Of Apperarances
Hush’D Be The Camps To-Day
The Artilleryman’s Vision
Years Of The Modern
That Last Invocation
Year Of Meteors, 1859 ’60
Hast Never Come To Thee An Hour
Out From Behind His Mask
President Lincoln’s Burial Hymn
When I Read The Book
The Dalliance Of The Eagles
Mother And Babe
Quicksand Years
Fast Anchor’D, Eternal, O Love
Carol Of Occupations
Sea-Shore Memories
Now Finale To The Shore
Manhattan Streets I Saunter’D, Pondering
Sparkles From The Wheel
Who Learns My Lesson Complete?
O Star Of France
By Broad Potomac’s Shore
In Cabin’D Ships At Sea
So Long
Souvenirs Of Democracy
Salut Au Monde
Song Of The Redwood-Tree
Bivouac On A Mountain Side
Roaming In Thought
As Consequent, Etc.
Poem Of Remembrance For A Girl Or A Boy
With All Thy Gifts
Whispers Of Heavenly Death
Year That Trembled
Song Of The Universal
Proud Music Of The Storm
Brother Of All, With Genesrous Hand
On The Beach At Night, Alone
City Of Orgies
Earth! My Likeness!
I Hear It Was Charged Against Me
Darest Thou Now, O Soul
Not The Pilot
Yet, Yet, Ye Downcast Hours
Here The Frailest Leaves Of Me
Long, Too Long America
On Journeys Through The States
Dirge For Two Veterans
Beginning My Studies
Who Is Now Reading This?
From My Last Years
Myself And Mine
As A Strong Bird On Pinious Free
My Picture-Callery
Pensive And Faltering
Passage To India
Elemental Drifts
World, Take Good Notice
Song At Sunset
One Song, America, Before I Go
In Paths Untrodden
As Toilsome I Wander’D Virginia’s Woods
From Pent-Up Aching Rivers
One Hour To Madness And Joy
Great Are The Myths
Facing West From California’s Shores
O Sun Of Real Peace
Roots And Leaves Themselves Alone
I Saw In Louisiana A Live Oak Growing
Despairing Cries
As Adam, Early In The Morning
Carol Of Words
As The Time Draws Nigh
Of Him I Love Day And Night
One’s Self I Sing
Poets To Come
Camps Of Green
Hours Continuing Long
Or From That Sea Of Time
For Him I Sing
When I Heard At The Close Of The Day
Gliding Over All
Out Of The Rolling Ocean, The Crowd
Look Down, Fair Moon
As I Lay With Head In Your Lap, Camerado
By The Bivouac’s Fitful Flame
As I Sat Alone By Blue Ontario’s Shores
An Army Corps On The March
Poems Of Joys
Song For All Seas, All Ships
Whoever You Are, Holding Me Now In Hand
Spontaneous Me
I Thought I Was Not Alone
As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days
Laws For Creations
I Am He That Aches With Love
Old Ireland
How Solemn As One By One
Among The Multitude
The Imprisoned Soul
As If A Phantom Caress’D Me
Primeval My Love For The Woman I Love
Come, Said My Soul
Ages And Ages, Returning At Intervals
Ashes Of Soldiers
On The Beach At Night
That Music Always Round Me
Had I The Choice
Sometimes With One I Love
Here, Sailor
Song Of Myself, XI
Crossing Brooklyn Ferry
American Feuillage
That Shadow, My Likeness
So Far And So Far, And On Toward The End
As I Ponder’D In Silence
Ah Poverties, Wincings Sulky Retreats
I Sit And Look Out
Song Of Myself, X
As I Ebb’D With The Ocean Of Life
I Was Looking A Long While
On Old Man’s Thought Of School
Full Of Life, Now
I Dream’D In A Dream
As I Watche’D The Ploughman Ploughing
I Will Take An Egg Out Of The Robin’s Nest
A Proadway Pageant
Cavalry Crossing A Ford
Song Of The Open Road
O Hymen! O Hymenee!
O Living Always–Always Dying
Out Of The Cradle Endlessly Rocking
When Lilacs Last In The Dooryard Bloom’D
Bathed In War’s Perfume
As At Thy Portals Also Death
City Of Ships
After The Sea-Ship
A Leaf For Hand In Hand
Aboard At A Ship’s Helm
A Paumanok Picture
A Boston Ballad, 1854
When I Heard The Learned Astronomer
I Sing The Body Electric
Are You The New Person, Drawn Toward Me?
Beat! Beat! Drums!
A Riddle Song
Adieu To A Soldier
A March In The Ranks, Hard-Prest
A Promise To California
Leaves Of Grass. A Carol Of Harvest For 1867
To A Stranger
A Sight In Camp
I Hear America Singing
Song Of Myself, I
A Farm-Picture
Beautiful Women
A Hand-Mirror
A Child Said, What Is The Grass?
A Woman Waits For Me
All Is Truth
A Child’s Amaze
A Song
A Clear Midnight
A Glimpse
A Noiseless Patient Spider
Give Me The Splendid, Silent Sun
Pioneers! O Pioneers!
In Midnight Sleep
O You Whom I Often And Silently Come
O Me! O Life!
Washington’s Monument, February, 1885


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