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").
Hush'D Be The Camps To-Day
HUSH'D be the camps to-day;And, soldiers, let us drape our war-worn weapons;And each with musing soul retire, to celebrate,Our dear commander's..
© Walt Whitman
Of The Terrible Doubt Of Apperarances
OF the terrible doubt of appearances,Of the uncertainty after all--that we may be deluded,That may-be reliance and hope are but speculations after..
© Walt Whitman
I Hear It Was Charged Against Me
I HEAR it was charged against me that I sought to destroyinstitutions;But really I am neither for nor against institutions;(What indeed have I in..
© Walt Whitman
Sea-Shore Memories
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
President Lincoln's Burial Hymn
When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom'dWHEN lilacs last in the door-yard bloom'd,And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,I..
© Walt Whitman
Eidólons
I MET a Seer,Passing the hues and objects of the world,The fields of art and learning, pleasure, sense,To glean Eidólons.Put in thy chants, said..
© Walt Whitman
Quicksand Years
QUICKSAND years that whirl me I know not whither,Your schemes, politics, fail--lines give way--substances mock andelude me;Only the theme I sing, the..
© Walt Whitman
That Last Invocation
AT the last, tenderly,From the walls of the powerful, fortress'd house,From the clasp of the knitted locks--from the keep of the well-closeddoors,Let..
© Walt Whitman
Carol Of Occupations
COME closer to me;Push close, my lovers, and take the best I possess;Yield closer and closer, and give me the best you possess.This is unfinish'd..
© Walt Whitman
Manhattan Streets I Saunter'D, Pondering
MANHATTAN'S streets I saunter'd, pondering,On time, space, reality--on such as these, and abreast with them,prudence.After all, the last explanation..
© Walt Whitman
On The Beach At Night, Alone
ON the beach at night alone,As the old mother sways her to and fro, singing her husky song,As I watch the bright stars shining--I think a thought of..
© Walt Whitman
So Long
TO conclude--I announce what comes after me;I announce mightier offspring, orators, days, and then, for thepresent, depart.I remember I said, before..
© Walt Whitman
From Pent-Up Aching Rivers
FROM pent-up, aching rivers;From that of myself, without which I were nothing;From what I am determin'd to make illustrious, even if I stand..
© Walt Whitman
The Dalliance Of The Eagles
SKIRTING the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,The rushing amorous contact..
© Walt Whitman
Now Finale To The Shore
NOW finale to the shore!Now, land and life, finale, and farewell!Now Voyager depart! (much, much for thee is yet in store;)Often enough hast thou..
© Walt Whitman
Who Learns My Lesson Complete?
WHO learns my lesson complete?Boss, journeyman, apprentice--churchman and atheist,The stupid and the wise thinker--parents and..
© Walt Whitman
One Hour To Madness And Joy
ONE hour to madness and joy!O furious! O confine me not!(What is this that frees me so in storms?What do my shouts amid lightnings and raging winds..
© Walt Whitman
By Broad Potomac's Shore
BY broad Potomac's shore--again, old tongue!(Still uttering--still ejaculating--canst never cease this babble?)Again, old heart so gay--again to you..
© Walt Whitman
Souvenirs Of Democracy
THE business man, the acquirer vast,After assiduous years, surveying results, preparing for departure,Devises houses and lands to his..
© Walt Whitman
When I Read The Book
When I read the book, the biography famous,And is this, then, (said I,) what the author calls a man's life?And so will some one, when I am dead and..
© Walt Whitman
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 imperiouswaves--In such,Or..
© Walt Whitman
Salut Au Monde
O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman!Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds!Such join'd unended links, each hook'd to the next!Each answering all--each..
© Walt Whitman
Bivouac On A Mountain Side
I see before me now a traveling army halting,Below a fertile valley spread, with barns and the orchards of summer,Behind, the terraced sides of a..
© Walt Whitman
Song Of The Redwood-Tree
A CALIFORNIA song!A prophecy and indirection--a thought impalpable, to breathe, as air;A chorus of dryads, fading, departing--or hamadryads..
© Walt Whitman
Apostroph
O MATER! O fils!O brood continental!O flowers of the prairies!O space boundless! O hum of mighty products!O you teeming cities! O so invincible..
© Walt Whitman