A child said, What is the grass? by Walt Whitman
A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full
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A Clear Midnight by Walt Whitman
This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
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A Woman Waits for Me by Walt Whitman
A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing is lacking,
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America by Walt Whitman
Centre of equal daughters, equal sons,
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Among the Multitude by Walt Whitman
Among the men and women, the multitude
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As I Walk These Broad Majestic Days by Walt Whitman
As I walk these broad majestic days of peace
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Calamus [In Paths Untrodden] by Walt Whitman
In paths untrodden
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Come Up From the Fields Father by Walt Whitman
Come up from the fields father, here's a letter from our Pete,
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Come, said my Soul by Walt Whitman
Come, said my Soul
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Continuities by Walt Whitman
Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost
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Crossing Brooklyn Ferry by Walt Whitman
Flood-tide below me! I watch you face to face
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Delicate Cluster by Walt Whitman
Delicate cluster! flag of teeming life
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Election Day, November, 1884 by Walt Whitman
If I should need to name, O Western World, your powerfulest scene and show
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I Hear America Singing by Walt Whitman
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
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I Sing the Body Electric by Walt Whitman
I sing the body electric,
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Mannahatta by Walt Whitman
I was asking for something specific and perfect for my city
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Miracles by Walt Whitman
Why, who makes much of a miracle
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O Captain! My Captain! by Walt Whitman
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The
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O Me! O Life! by Walt Whitman
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On the Beach at Night Alone by Walt Whitman
On the beach at night alone
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Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking by Walt Whitman
Out of the cradle endlessly rocking,
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Out of the Rolling Ocean, the Crowd by Walt Whitman
Out of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me
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Passage to India by Walt Whitman
Singing my days
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So Long by Walt Whitman
To conclude—I announce what comes after me
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Sometimes with One I Love by Walt Whitman
Sometimes with one I love I fill myself with rage for fear I
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Song of Myself, I, II, VI & LII by Walt Whitman
I celebrate myself,
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Song of Myself, III by Walt Whitman
I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end
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Song of Myself, X by Walt Whitman
Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt,
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Song of Myself, XI by Walt Whitman
Twenty-eight young men bathe by the shore
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Spirit that Form'd this Scene by Walt Whitman
Spirit that form'd this scene,
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Spontaneous Me by Walt Whitman
Spontaneous me, Nature
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The Indications [excerpt] by Walt Whitman
The words of the true poems give you more than poems
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The Sleepers by Walt Whitman
I wander all night in my vision
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The Untold Want by Walt Whitman
The untold want, by life and land ne’er granted
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The Wound-Dresser by Walt Whitman
An old man bending I come among new faces
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This Compost by Walt Whitman
Something startles me where I thought I was safest
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To a Locomotive in Winter by Walt Whitman
Thee for my recitative!
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To Think of Time by Walt Whitman
To think of time—of all that retrospection
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To You by Walt Whitman
Whoever you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams,
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Unfolded Out of the Folds by Walt Whitman
Unfolded out of the folds of the woman, man comes unfolded, and is always to come unfolded
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Washington's Monument, February, 1885 by Walt Whitman
Ah, not this marble, dead and cold
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When I Heard at the Close of Day by Walt Whitman
When I heard at the close of the day how my name had been receiv'd
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When I Heard the Learned Astronomer by Walt Whitman
When I heard the learn'd astronomer,
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When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom'd by Walt Whitman
When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom'd
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Whoever You Are Holding Me Now in Hand by Walt Whitman
Whoever you are, holding me now in hand
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World Below the Brine by Walt Whitman
The world below the brine
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