Table of Contents
Leaves of Grass - Brooklyn, New York : 1855.
INTRODUCTION TO FIRST EDITION
[PREFACE]
[Song of Myself]
[A Song for Occupations]
[To Think of Time]
[The Sleepers]
[I Sing the Body Electric]
[Faces]
[Song of the Answerer]
[Europe, The 72d and 73d Years of These States]
[A Boston Ballad]
[There Was a Child Went Forth]
[Who Learns My Lesson Complete]
[Great Are the Myths]
Leaves of Grass
INTRODUCTION - TO “DEATH-BED” EDITION
INSCRIPTIONS
ONE‘S-SELF I SING
AS I PONDER’D IN SILENCE
IN CABIN’D SHIPS AT SEA
TO FOREIGN LANDS
TO A HISTORIAN
TO THEE OLD CAUSE
EIDÓLONS
FOR HIM I SING
WHEN I READ THE BOOK
BEGINNING MY STUDIES
BEGINNERS
TO THE STATES
ON JOURNEYS THROUGH THE STATES
TO A CERTAIN CANTATRICE
ME IMPERTURBE
SAVANTISM
THE SHIP STARTING
I HEAR AMERICA SINGING
WHAT PLACE IS BESIEGED?
STILL THOUGH THE ONE I SING
SHUT NOT YOUR DOORS
POETS TO COME
TO YOU
THOU READER
STARTING FROM PAUMANOK
SONG OF MYSELF
CHILDREN OF ADAM
TO THE GARDEN THE WORLD
FROM PENT-UP ACHING RIVERS
I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC
A WOMAN WAITS FOR ME
SPONTANEOUS ME
ONE HOUR TO MADNESS AND JOY
OUT OF THE ROLLING OCEAN THE CROWD
AGES AND AGES RETURNING AT INTERVALS
WE TWO, HOW LONG WE WERE FOOL’D
O HYMEN! O HYMENEE!
I AM HE THAT ACHES WITH LOVE
NATIVE MOMENTS
ONCE I PASS’D THROUGH A POPULOUS CITY
I HEARD YOU SOLEMN-SWEET PIPES OF THE ORGAN
FACING WEST FROM CALIFORNIA’S SHORES
AS ADAM EARLY IN THE MORNING
CALAMUS
IN PATHS UNTRODDEN
SCENTED HERBAGE OF MY BREAST
WHOEVER YOU ARE HOLDING ME NOW IN HAND
FOR YOU O DEMOCRACY
THESE I SINGING IN SPRING
NOT HEAVING FROM MY RIBB’D BREAST ONLY
OF THE TERRIBLE DOUBT OF APPEARANCES
THE BASE OF ALL METAPHYSICS
RECORDERS AGES HENCE
WHEN I HEARD AT THE CLOSE OF THE DAY
ARE YOU THE NEW PERSON DRAWN TOWARD ME?
ROOTS AND LEAVES THEMSELVES ALONE
NOT HEAT FLAMES UP AND CONSUMES
TRICKLE DROPS
CITY OF ORGIES
BEHOLD THIS SWARTHY FACE
I SAW IN LOUISIANA A LIVE-OAK GROWING
TO A STRANGER
THIS MOMENT YEARNING AND THOUGHTFUL
I HEAR IT WAS CHARGED AGAINST ME
THE PRAIRIE-GRASS DIVIDING
WHEN I PERUSE THE CONQUER’D FAME
WE TWO BOYS TOGETHER CLINGING
A PROMISE TO CALIFORNIA
HERE THE FRAILEST LEAVES OF ME
NO LABOR-SAVING MACHINE
A GLIMPSE
A LEAF FOR HAND IN HAND
EARTH, MY LIKENESS
I DREAM’D IN A DREAM
WHAT THINK YOU I TAKE MY PEN IN HAND?
TO THE EAST AND TO THE WEST
SOMETIMES WITH ONE I LOVE
TO A WESTERN BOY
FAST-ANCHOR’D ETERNAL O LOVE!
AMONG THE MULTITUDE
O YOU WHOM I OFTEN AND SILENTLY COME
THAT SHADOW MY LIKENESS
FULL OF LIFE NOW
SALUT AU MONDE!
SONG OF THE OPEN ROAD
CROSSING BROOKLYN FERRY
SONG OF THE ANSWERER
OUR OLD FEUILLAGE
A SONG OF JOYS
SONG OF THE BROAD-AXE
SONG OF THE EXPOSITION
SONG OF THE REDWOOD-TREE
A SONG FOR OCCUPATIONS
A SONG OF THE ROLLING EARTH
YOUTH, DAY, OLD AGE AND NIGHT
BIRDS OF PASSAGE
SONG OF THE UNIVERSAL
PIONEERS! O PIONEERS!
TO YOU
FRANCE, THE 18TH YEAR OF THESE STATES
MYSELF AND MINE
YEAR OF METEORS (1859-60)
A BROADWAY PAGEANT
SEA-DRIFT
OUT OF THE CRADLE ENDLESSLY ROCKING
AS I EBB’D WITH THE OCEAN OF LIFE
TEARS
TO THE MAN-OF-WAR-BIRD
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