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LEAVES OF GRASS
Come, said my soul,
Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,)
That
should I after return,
Or, long, long hence, in other spheres,
There to some group of
mates the chants resuming,
(Tallying Earth's soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves,)

Ever with pleas'd smile I may keep on,
Ever and ever yet the verses owning--as, first, I
here and now Signing for Soul and Body, set to them my name,
Walt Whitman
[BOOK I. INSCRIPTIONS]
} One's-Self I Sing
One's-self I sing, a simple separate person,
Yet utter the word Democratic, the word
En-Masse.
Of physiology from top to toe I sing,
Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy
for the Muse, I say
the Form complete is worthier far,
The Female equally with the Male I sing.
Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power,
Cheerful, for freest action form'd under
the laws divine,
The Modern Man I sing.
} As I Ponder'd in Silence
As I ponder'd in silence,
Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long,
A
Phantom arose before me with distrustful aspect,
Terrible in beauty, age, and power,


The genius of poets of old lands,
As to me directing like flame its eyes,
With finger
pointing to many immortal songs,
And menacing voice, What singest thou? it said,

Know'st thou not there is hut one theme for ever-enduring bards? And that is the theme of
War, the fortune of battles,
The making of perfect soldiers.
Be it so, then I answer'd,
I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater
one than any, Waged in my book with varying fortune, with flight, advance
and retreat, victory deferr'd and wavering,
(Yet methinks certain, or as good as certain,
at the last,) the
field the world,
For life and death, for the Body and for the eternal Soul,
Lo, I too am
come, chanting the chant of battles,
I above all promote brave soldiers.
} In Cabin'd Ships at Sea
In cabin'd ships at sea,
The boundless blue on every side expanding,
With whistling
winds and music of the waves, the large imperious waves, Or some lone bark buoy'd on
the dense marine,
Where joyous full of faith, spreading white sails,
She cleaves the
ether mid the sparkle and the foam of day, or under
many a star at night,
By sailors young and old haply will I, a reminiscence of the land,
be read, In full rapport at last.
Here are our thoughts, voyagers' thoughts,
Here not the land, firm land, alone appears,
may then by them be said, The sky o'erarches here, we feel the undulating deck beneath
our feet, We feel the long pulsation, ebb and flow of endless motion, The tones of unseen
mystery, the vague and vast suggestions of the
briny world, the liquid-flowing syllables,
The perfume, the faint creaking of the
cordage, the melancholy rhythm, The boundless vista and the horizon far and dim are all
here, And this is ocean's poem.
Then falter not O book, fulfil your destiny,
You not a reminiscence of the land alone,

You too as a lone bark cleaving the ether, purpos'd I know not
whither, yet ever full of faith,
Consort to every ship that sails, sail you!
Bear forth to
them folded my love, (dear mariners, for you I fold it
here in every leaf;)
Speed on my book! spread your white sails my little bark athwart
the
imperious waves,
Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the boundless blue from me to every sea,
This song for mariners and all their ships.
} To Foreign Lands

I heard that you ask'd for something to prove this puzzle the New World, And to define
America, her athletic Democracy,
Therefore I send you my poems that you behold in
them what you wanted.
} To a Historian
You who celebrate bygones,
Who have explored the outward, the surfaces of the races,
the life
that has exhibited itself,
Who have treated of man as the creature of politics, aggregates,
rulers and priests,
I, habitan of the Alleghanies, treating of him as he is in himself
in his own rights,
Pressing the pulse of the life that has seldom exhibited itself,
(the great pride of man in himself,)
Chanter of Personality, outlining what is yet to be,

I project the history of the future.
} To Thee Old Cause
To thee old cause!
Thou peerless, passionate, good cause,
Thou stern, remorseless,
sweet idea,
Deathless throughout the ages, races, lands,
After a