Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
On Old Man's Thought Of School
AN old man's thought of School;An old man, gathering youthful memories and blooms, that youth itselfcannot.Now only do I know you!O fair auroral..
© Walt Whitman
On The Beach At Night
ON the beach, at night,Stands a child, with her father,Watching the east, the autumn sky.Up through the darkness,While ravening clouds, the burial..
© Walt Whitman
Sometimes With One I Love
SOMETIMES with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuseunreturn'd love;But now I think there is no unreturn'd love--the pay is certain..
© Walt Whitman
Song Of The Open Road
AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road,Healthy, free, the world before me,The long brown path before me, leading wherever I..
© Walt Whitman
Bathed In War's Perfume
BATHED in war's perfume--delicate flag!(Should the days needing armies, needing fleets, come again,)O to hear you call the sailors and the soldiers!..
© Walt Whitman
Had I The Choice
Had I the choice to tally greatest bards,To limn their portraits, stately, beautiful, and emulate at will,Homer with all his wars and..
© Walt Whitman
Faces
SAUNTERING the pavement, or riding the country by-road--lo! suchfaces!Faces of friendship, precision, caution, suavity, ideality;The spiritual..
© Walt Whitman
Out Of The Cradle Endlessly Rocking
Out of the cradle endlessly rocking,Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle,Out of the Ninth-month midnight,Over the sterile sands and..
© Walt Whitman
As I Watche'D The Ploughman Ploughing
As I watch'd the ploughman ploughing,Or the sower sowing in the fields- or the harvester harvesting,I saw there too, O life and death, your..
© Walt Whitman
Full Of Life, Now
FULL of life, now, compact, visible,I, forty years old the Eighty-third Year of The States,To one a century hence, or any number of centuries..
© Walt Whitman
Cavalry Crossing A Ford
A LINE in long array, where they wind betwixt green islands;They take a serpentine course--their arms flash in the sun--Hark tothe musical..
© Walt Whitman
I Sing The Body Electric
I SING the Body electric;The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them;They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,And..
© Walt Whitman
As At Thy Portals Also Death
AS at thy portals also death,Entering thy sovereign, dim, illimitable grounds,To memories of my mother, to the divine blending, maternity,To her..
© Walt Whitman
Primeval My Love For The Woman I Love
PRIMEVAL my love for the woman I love,O bride! O wife! more resistless, more enduring than I can tell, thethought of you!Then separate, as..
© Walt Whitman
Behavior
BEHAVIOR--fresh, native, copious, each one for himself or herself,Nature and the Soul expressed--America and freedom expressed--In itthe finest..
© Walt Whitman
City Of Ships
City of ships!(O the black ships! O the fierce ships!O the beautiful sharp-bow'd steam-ships and sail-ships!)City of the world! (for all races are..
© Walt Whitman
O You Whom I Often And Silently Come
O you whom I often and silently come where you are, that I may bewith you;As I walk by your side, or sit near, or remain in the same room..
© Walt Whitman
A Leaf For Hand In Hand
A LEAF for hand in hand!You natural persons old and young!You on the Mississippi, and on all the branches and bayous of theMississippi!You friendly..
© Walt Whitman
As I Lay With Head In Your Lap, Camerado
AS I lay with my head in your lap, Camerado,The confession I made I resume--what I said to you in the open air Iresume:I know I am restless, and make..
© Walt Whitman
In Midnight Sleep
IN midnight sleep, of many a face of anguish,Of the look at first of the mortally wounded--of that indescribablelook;Of the dead on their backs, with..
© Walt Whitman
Aboard At A Ship's Helm
ABOARD, at a ship's helm,A young steersman, steering with care.A bell through fog on a sea-coast dolefully ringing,An ocean-bell--O a warning bell..
© Walt Whitman
A Proadway Pageant
OVER the western sea, hither from Niphon come,Courteous, the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys,Leaning back in their open barouches, bare-headed..
© Walt Whitman
dieu To A Soldier
ADIEU, O soldier!You of the rude campaigning, (which we shared,)The rapid march, the life of the camp,The hot contention of opposing fronts- the long..
© Walt Whitman
After The Sea-Ship
AFTER the Sea-Ship--after the whistling winds;After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes,Below, a myriad, myriad waves, hastening..
© Walt Whitman
When Lilacs Last In The Dooryard Bloom'D
from Memories of President Lincoln1When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd,And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,I..
© Walt Whitman