This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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38889 | Are they conscious of our reverent tread on the turf above them, of our low words of remembrance and affection? |
38889 | Do they care that we have come from far to bend over them here? |
38889 | Do they no longer love this once beloved spot? |
38889 | Do they not rejoice in the beauty of this summer day and the sunshine that falls upon their windowless palace? |
38889 | Or have they ceased from all ken or care for earthly things? |
38889 | The book was published anonymously, and Sanborn says that when inquiry was made,"Who is the author of''Nature?''" |
36305 | ( which he pronounced_ Oy? |
36305 | Are they not all the seas of God? |
36305 | Ay?" |
36305 | Dark Mother, always gliding near, with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? |
36305 | Is it a dream? |
36305 | Oy?_), and which, slightly inflected to answer various purposes, served him for all response. |
36305 | Thou who hast slept all night upon the storm, Waking renew''d on thy prodigious pinions,( Burst the wild storm? |
36305 | When addressed, he only replied with the brief monosyllable"Ay? |
36305 | have you your sharpedged axes? |
31027 | ''Shall there be evil in a city and the Lord hath not done it?'' |
31027 | --_Ernest Rhys_ I loaf and invite my soul And what do I feel? |
31027 | --_Robert Buchanan_ Darkness and death? |
31027 | And gained the fair celestial shores at last, Still worship''st thou the Ocean? |
31027 | And still goes one, saying,"What will ye give me, and I will deliver this man unto you?" |
31027 | By that immortal ocean now what cheer? |
31027 | Can he endure that the female form should stand thus in a poem, disrobed, unveiled, bathed in erotic splendor? |
31027 | Do crews patrol and save the same as here? |
31027 | For what may well be said of prophets, when A world that''s wicked comes to call them good? |
31027 | I loaf and invite my soul And what do I hear? |
31027 | I loaf and invite my soul And what do I see? |
31027 | II What were these poems which excited such vitriolic epithets? |
31027 | IV Do you not see O my brothers and sisters? |
31027 | The New York Daily Times( 1856) asks:"What Centaur have we here, half man, half beast, neighing defiance to all the world? |
31027 | This to me, but what to the Secretary? |
31027 | What has genius, spirit of the absolute and the eternal, to do with the definitions of position, or conventionalities, or the age? |
31027 | What have we now? |
31027 | What spittle of critic epithets stains all here? |
31027 | What though thy sounding song be roughly set? |
31027 | Who is this arrogant young man who proclaims himself the Poet of the time, and who roots like a pig among a rotten garbage of licentious thoughts?" |
31027 | Would you have a text- book of democracy? |
34417 | ***** Have you thought there could be but a single supreme? |
34417 | And is this all? |
34417 | And that there is no God any more divine than Yourself? |
34417 | Are the motives high and noble, or low and infamous? |
34417 | Dark mother always gliding near with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? |
34417 | Do you know what it is? |
34417 | Do you understand it? |
34417 | Have you ever read the account of the stage- driver''s funeral? |
34417 | He describes the ideal American citizen-- the one who Says indifferently and alike"How are you, friend?" |
34417 | He is one of Those that look carelessly in the faces of Presidents and Governors, as to say"Who are you?" |
34417 | If our colors are struck and the fighting done? |
34417 | Is death the end? |
34417 | Is it for good or evil? |
34417 | Is rhyme a necessary part of poetry? |
34417 | Is there anything in the wide universe more wonderful than this? |
34417 | The respectable prudes and pedagogues sound the alarm, and cry, or rather screech:"Is this a book for a young person?" |
34417 | This poet has asked of us this question: What do you suppose will satisfy the soul, except to walk free and own no superior? |
34417 | WHAT IS POETRY? |
34417 | What is this dust-- this womb? |
34417 | Which way does the great stream tend? |
34417 | Will the forthgoer be lost, and forever? |
34417 | Would you hear of an old- time sea fight? |
34417 | Would you learn who won by the light of the moon and stars? |
34417 | must all then amount to but this? |
42281 | ''Are those damn fools out there this afternoon?'' 42281 But have n''t you said,"I interjected,"that Mr. Bonsall was a friend of Whitman?" |
42281 | Do you want to see where the old guy died? |
42281 | Shall I tell you what we respectable citizens of Camden think of him? 42281 The Whitman House?" |
42281 | The day before he died I came in the morning and asked him,''How do you feel?'' 42281 Who was Whitman anyway? |
42281 | ''Look here, Whitman,''he said,''why do n''t you become a useful citizen, like every one of us? |
42281 | ( And ever after believed that Mrs. Davis had been cruelly maligned( but by whom?) |
42281 | A poet? |
42281 | But what for her? |
42281 | But what of Mrs. Davis when paint and oil were added to plaster and the other refuse pervading the parlors? |
42281 | But where? |
42281 | But who was to summon it? |
42281 | Did Mr. Whitman, in truth, have an accurate or an undeveloped knowledge of the cost of living? |
42281 | Does all this amuse you, Walt Whitman? |
42281 | Had he really forgotten it, or had he thought it a matter of too little importance to mention? |
42281 | He was turned sixty- three times in the last twenty- four hours; how is that for business? |
42281 | How could the place be anything but cold when it was heated only by the occasional flame of an oil lamp? |
42281 | Is this how the greatest nation honors its greatest literary genius? |
42281 | May I tell you about your brain, which is at present in the possession of the Anthropometric Society? |
42281 | Mr. Whitman looked around the table as if seeking something, and on being asked,"Is there anything you want, Walt?" |
42281 | She had mentioned the urgent need of further repairs( and when were they not needed in this little rookery?) |
42281 | She had visibly changed; how could it be otherwise? |
42281 | The lyrist''s measur''d beat, the wrought- out temple''s grace-- column and polish''d arch forgot? |
42281 | The receipted bills she had carefully filed away, but what proof had she that they had been met with her own money? |
42281 | To fuse within themselves its rules precise and delicatesse? |
42281 | Understanding this woman as he did,--as he must have done,--had he resolved to have her devote herself to him? |
42281 | What could the nurse do? |
42281 | What does it all mean?" |
42281 | What does it matter to you who is sleeping now in the room where you died, who is living now in the house where you lived, loved and sang? |
42281 | What would the Mickle Street house be without her? |
42281 | When he observed me, he drew up with great difficulty and called out,''Hello, Tom, ai n''t he splendid?'' |
42281 | When shows break up what but One''s- Self is sure? |
42281 | Where is Frank?'' |
42281 | Whitman, in the name of common sense what has come over you? |
42281 | Whitman?" |
42281 | Would it interest you, Walt Whitman, to know about your last minutes on earth, when you lay unconscious in a coma? |
42281 | [_ A Prairie Sunset_] Ever the undiscouraged, resolute, struggling soul of man;( Have former armies fail''d? |
42281 | _ Take her place!_ Was there a woman upon earth who could or would do this? |
56536 | How does your Satan get work to do,the latter would ask,"if God doeth all?" |
56536 | So you like it, do you? |
56536 | Tri- InsulaOriginally: of a new island republic of New York? |
56536 | Who learns my lesson complete? |
56536 | 6d._= Zimmern( Antonia).= WHAT DO WE KNOW CONCERNING ELECTRICITY? |
56536 | And if there is a purpose, and if there is a God, what is it all for? |
56536 | And what possible value has all her material development unless it be accompanied by a corresponding development of soul? |
56536 | Are all nations communing? |
56536 | Are they then to lose individual identity? |
56536 | Are we to dismiss it as the shallow utterance of a callous- hearted, healthy- bodied, complacent American, deliberately blind to the world''s tragedy? |
56536 | But if this woman loved him to the uttermost, why did he leave her? |
56536 | But who emancipated him? |
56536 | But, it may be asked, did he aim at"saving souls for Christ"? |
56536 | Can I not know, identify thee? |
56536 | Can there possibly be any connection between this style of composition and the larger consciousness of which he had experience? |
56536 | Do they bring us material for some new law of rhythm or metre? |
56536 | Do they give us a new art- form? |
56536 | Do you see death, and the approach of death? |
56536 | Do you see that lost character?--Do you see decay, consumption, rum- drinking, dropsy, fever, mortal cancer or inflammation? |
56536 | Does_ Leaves of Grass_ awake some quality of the Soul which answers neither to the words of Tennyson nor Browning, Emerson nor Carlyle? |
56536 | Except upon the field of politics, what single thing of moral value has she originated? |
56536 | For who will willingly begin over again the task of self- discovery? |
56536 | Had he caused a letter to be sent them since he got here in Washington? |
56536 | Hast thou no soul? |
56536 | He turned to Ingersoll, demanding,"Unless there is a definite object for it all, what, in God''s name, is it all for?" |
56536 | How are we to sum up these pages, and figure out what it is they come to? |
56536 | Is humanity forming en- masse? |
56536 | Is not he himself the fellow and equal of the supreme Beings, of the Night, the Earth, and the Sea? |
56536 | Is then America also a symbol? |
56536 | Is there going to be but one heart to the globe? |
56536 | Law''s, all Astronomy''s last refinement? |
56536 | May not the former be the natural rhythm for wit and the latter for imagination? |
56536 | May we not suppose it was a passionate and noble woman who opened the gates for him and showed him himself in the divine mirror of her love? |
56536 | Must we nourish this giant, whose unruly strength is for ever threatening to tear in pieces the unity of the self? |
56536 | Of what then was the Earth a symbol to Whitman''s sight? |
56536 | On these things we are at one; but how are we most wisely and surely to direct others on the road to self- realisation? |
56536 | Or shall we say he saw the Madonna in Venus, as Botticelli did? |
56536 | Poetry is the utterance of an inspired emotion; but an emotion inspired by what? |
56536 | The attack roused Whitman to snap out,"Is n''t he the damnedest simulacrum?" |
56536 | The future shall be his proof: will his song remain at her heart? |
56536 | The question obtrudes, was Walt becoming"respectable"? |
56536 | Thought you, greatness was to ripen for you like a pear? |
56536 | Traubel is a first draft for a novel(?) |
56536 | What are we to say of these? |
56536 | What party is there to- day, either in England or America, which dares to hold up for achievement any programme of heroism? |
56536 | What record has he left of those women and their children, whose relation to himself must have bulked so largely in the world of his soul? |
56536 | What then is this emotion which Whitman alone, or in special measure, evokes? |
56536 | Where now was the old exaltation of spirit; where the eager longing for Divine adventure with which hitherto he had always contemplated death? |
56536 | Who has not felt the liberating joy of the autumn gales? |
56536 | Why did he allow the foulest of reproaches to blacken that whitest of all reputations, a Southern lady''s virtue? |
56536 | Why had he not been here these months past, nursing and caring for one who had been dearer to him than his father? |
56536 | Will it awaken, century after century, the divine unrest, and as it were, create new souls forever? |
56536 | With grave emphasis he pronounced his text:"What is the chief end of man?" |
56536 | [ 302] Is this another of those places where the moralist begs to take his leave of the mystic? |
56536 | [ 416] Where others gave their lives, who was he to hold back anything of his? |
56536 | [ said Whitman]...."I was informed in Camden that there were_ two_ Southern(?) |
56536 | or of all Divine personality? |
56536 | or, if you will, a new kind of poetry? |
56536 | oy?" |
35725 | ( Did you see my last letter in the New York_ Times_ of October 4th, Sunday?) |
35725 | ( Why has n''t Jeff sent me the_ Union_ with my letter in? |
35725 | And how are Mat''s girls? |
35725 | Any news from Han? |
35725 | Are the soldiers still on Fort Greene? |
35725 | Cases enough, do I say? |
35725 | Dear brother Jeff, how are you, and how is Matty, and how the dear little girls? |
35725 | Dear mother, have you got over all that distress and sickness in your head? |
35725 | Dear mother, how are you nowadays? |
35725 | Did he write you one about the same time? |
35725 | Did you hear from Mary''s Fanny since? |
35725 | Did you send my last letter to Han? |
35725 | Do you feel quite well again? |
35725 | Do you then think of getting new apartments, after the 1st of May? |
35725 | Does he get any good from that treatment with the baths, etc.? |
35725 | Does it affect your head like it did? |
35725 | Fred McReady is coming home very soon on furlough-- have any of the soldiers called on you? |
35725 | Has Andrew gone? |
35725 | Has she got all over it? |
35725 | Have you heard anything from George or Han? |
35725 | Have you heard anything from Mary or Han lately? |
35725 | Have you heard from sister Han? |
35725 | How are the Browns? |
35725 | How could any one writing in cold blood, to- day, hope to add words of any value to those he wrote then? |
35725 | How does Mat get along, and how little Sis and all? |
35725 | How is California? |
35725 | How is dear sister Mat, and how is Miss Mannahatta, and little Black Head? |
35725 | I got a letter from Mrs. Price this morning-- does Emmy ever come to see you? |
35725 | I had spells of deathly faintness and bad trouble in my head too, and sore throat( quite a little budget, ai n''t they?) |
35725 | I have not heard anything since from George-- have you heard anything further? |
35725 | I said to a lady who was looking with me,"Who can see that man without losing all wish to be sharp upon him personally?" |
35725 | I said,"What is it, my dear? |
35725 | I said,"Why, Oscar, do n''t you think you will get well?" |
35725 | Is Helen home and well? |
35725 | Is Probasco still in the store in N. Y.? |
35725 | Is she as good and interesting as she was six months ago? |
35725 | Is the little baby still hearty? |
35725 | It has been awful hot here now for twenty- one days; ai n''t that a spell of weather? |
35725 | Mat, do you go any to the Opera now? |
35725 | Matty, my dear sister, how are you getting along? |
35725 | Matty, my dear sister, how are you getting along? |
35725 | McReady yet, and do n''t they hear whether the 51st is near Nicholasville, Kentucky, yet? |
35725 | Mother, I believe I told you I had written to Mrs. Price-- do you see Emma? |
35725 | Mother, I have not heard from George since, have you? |
35725 | Mother, I hope you take things easy, do n''t you? |
35725 | Mother, I should like to hear how you are yourself-- has your cold left you, and do you feel better? |
35725 | Mother, I suppose you got my letter written Tuesday last, 29th March, did you not? |
35725 | Mother, did a Mr. Howell call on you? |
35725 | Mother, do any of the soldiers I see here from Brooklyn or New York ever call upon you? |
35725 | Mother, do n''t you miss_ Walt_ loafing around, and carting himself off to New York toward the latter part of every afternoon? |
35725 | Mother, do you ever hear from Mary? |
35725 | Mother, do you get your letters now next morning, as you ought? |
35725 | Mother, do you hear anything from George? |
35725 | Mother, do you recollect what I wrote last summer about throat diseases, when Andrew was first pretty bad? |
35725 | Mother, have you heard any further about Han? |
35725 | Mother, have you heard anything from Han since, or from Mary''s folks? |
35725 | Mother, have you heard anything from Han? |
35725 | Mother, have you heard anything from Han? |
35725 | Mother, have you heard anything whether the 51st went on with Burnside, or did they remain as a reserve in Kentucky? |
35725 | Mother, have you heard anything? |
35725 | Mother, how is Andrew? |
35725 | Mother, how is Eddy getting along? |
35725 | Mother, is George''s trunk home and of no use there? |
35725 | Mother, was it Will Brown sent me those? |
35725 | Mother, you do n''t say in either of them whether George has re- enlisted or not-- or is that not yet decided positively one way or the other? |
35725 | Mother, you have a comfortable time as much as you can, and get a steak occasionally, wo n''t you? |
35725 | O Matty, I have just thought of you-- dear sister, how are you getting along? |
35725 | O mother, who do you think I got a letter from, two or three days ago? |
35725 | So, Mannahatta, you tear Uncle George''s letters, do you? |
35725 | Was my last name signed at the bottom of it? |
35725 | We ask him how the Rebels treated him during those two days and nights within reach of them-- whether they came to him-- whether they abused him? |
35725 | Well, mother, I should like to know all the domestic affairs at home; do n''t you have the usual things eating, etc.? |
35725 | Well, mother, how are you getting along home?--how do you feel in health these days, dear mother? |
35725 | Well, mother, how do things go on with you all? |
35725 | Well, mother, we have commenced on another summer, and what it will bring forth who can tell? |
35725 | What have you heard from Mary and her family, anything? |
35725 | _ Times_ of Sunday, Oct. 4? |
35725 | _ Times_ of last Sunday-- did you see it? |
35725 | and Jess, is he about the same? |
35725 | and how is your wrist and arm, mother? |
35725 | and what is she doing now? |
35725 | did the money come? |
35725 | do you want anything?" |
12933 | And did Mr. Gladstone go? |
12933 | And did Oliver Goldsmith really play his harp in this very room? |
12933 | And do you never admit visitors, even to the grounds? |
12933 | And so you are an alien? |
12933 | And what did you tell him? |
12933 | Ay, mon, but ai n''t ut a big un? |
12933 | Aye, you are a gentleman-- and about burying folks in churches? |
12933 | But did Shakespeare run away? |
12933 | But visitors do come? |
12933 | Can you tell me how far it is to Brantwood? |
12933 | Can you tell me where Mr. Whitman lives? |
12933 | Did George Eliot live here? |
12933 | Did you visit Carlyle''s''ouse? |
12933 | Do we use them? 12933 Do you believe in cremation, sir?" |
12933 | Have ye a penny, I do n''t know? |
12933 | He might know all about one woman, and if he should regard her as a sample of all womankind, would he not make a great mistake? |
12933 | Heart of my heart, is this well done? |
12933 | How can any adversity come to him who hath a wife? |
12933 | Never mind wot I am, sir--''oo are you? |
12933 | Question, What is justice in Pigdom? 12933 Rheumatism? |
12933 | The Anxworks package-- I will not deceive you, Sweet; why should I? |
12933 | Together, I s''pose? |
12933 | Was what sarcasm? |
12933 | Well,said Hawkins,"what did he say to you?" |
12933 | What are you reading? |
12933 | What did I say-- really I have forgotten? |
12933 | What is your favorite book? |
12933 | Which boat do you want? |
12933 | Who? |
12933 | Would you like to become a telegraph- operator? |
12933 | You are twenty- five now? 12933 You mean Walt Whitman?" |
12933 | You speak of death as a matter of course-- you are not afraid to die? |
12933 | A policeman passed us running and called back,"I say, Hawkins, is that you? |
12933 | Alone? |
12933 | And did I want to buy a bull calf? |
12933 | And is n''t that so? |
12933 | And to whom do we owe it that he did leave-- Justice Shallow or Ann Hathaway, or both? |
12933 | Are these remains of stately forests symbols of a race of men that, too, have passed away? |
12933 | Assertive? |
12933 | Besides, who was there to take up his pen? |
12933 | Brown?" |
12933 | But it is all good-- I accept it all and give thanks-- you have not forgotten my chant to death?" |
12933 | But still, should not England have a fitting monument to Shakespeare? |
12933 | But who inspired Dorothy? |
12933 | But why should I tell about it here? |
12933 | Ca n''t you go with me?" |
12933 | Cawn''t ye hadmire''i m on that side of the wall as well as this?" |
12933 | Could it be possible that these rustics were poets? |
12933 | Dark Mother, always gliding near with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? |
12933 | Did Mademoiselle Mars use it? |
12933 | Did you ever hear of him?" |
12933 | Do you know the scene?" |
12933 | Do you not know what books are to a child hungry for truth, that has no books? |
12933 | Does she protest, and find fault? |
12933 | Edison?" |
12933 | Edison?" |
12933 | Genius has its times of straying off into the infinite-- and then what is the good wife to do for companionship? |
12933 | Had Gavroche ever seen them? |
12933 | Have n''t you noticed that men of sixty have no clearer vision than men of forty? |
12933 | He answered back,"What t''ell is the matter with you fellows?" |
12933 | He brings to bear an energy on every subject he touches( and what subject has he not touched?) |
12933 | He evidently was acquainted with five different languages, and the range of his intellect was worldwide; but where did he get this vast erudition? |
12933 | Honeydew: Ay, Jarvis; but what will fill their mouths in the meantime? |
12933 | How can I get in?" |
12933 | How did she acquire this knowledge? |
12933 | How is any education acquired if not through effort prompted by desire? |
12933 | How? |
12933 | I did likewise, and was greeted with a resounding smack which surprised me a bit, but I managed to ask,"Did you run away?" |
12933 | I heard Old Walt chuckle behind me, talking incoherently to himself, and then he said,"You are wondering why I live in such a place as this?" |
12933 | I touched my hat and said,"Ah, excuse me, Mr. Falstaff, you are the bouncer?" |
12933 | In a voice full of defense the County Down watchman said:"Ah, now, and how did I know but that it was a forgery? |
12933 | Is it not too bad? |
12933 | Is not the child nearer to God than the man? |
12933 | Is not this enough? |
12933 | Is this much or little? |
12933 | Is this to his credit? |
12933 | Just below was the Stone pier and there stood Mrs. Gamp, and I heard her ask:"And which of all them smoking monsters is the Anxworks boat, I wonder? |
12933 | More than a thousand years before Christ, an Arab chief asked,"If a man die shall he live again?" |
12933 | Need I say that the girl who made the remark just quoted had drunk of life''s cup to the very lees? |
12933 | Next the public wanted to know about this thing--"What are you folks doing out there in that buckwheat town?" |
12933 | Of course, these girls are aware that we admire them-- how could they help it? |
12933 | Once they urged him to go with them to an exhibition at Kensington, but he smiled feebly as he lit his pipe and said,"An Art Exhibition? |
12933 | Philip asked the eunuch a needless question when he inquired,"Understandest thou what thou readest?" |
12933 | Proud? |
12933 | Say, did you know him?" |
12933 | So I put the question to him direct:"Did you see Buffalo Bill?" |
12933 | Stubborn? |
12933 | Then the preacher spoke and his voice was sorrowful:"Oh, but I made a botch of it-- was it sarcasm or was it not?" |
12933 | Then what have I done concerning which the public wishes to know? |
12933 | Then what? |
12933 | Then why a monument to Shakespeare? |
12933 | These things being true, and all the sentiments quoted coming from"good"but blindly zealous men, is it a wonder that the Artist is not understood? |
12933 | Tomorrow we go-- where? |
12933 | Victor Hugo has said something on this subject which runs about like this: Why a monument to Shakespeare? |
12933 | WILLIAM M. THACKERAY TO MR. BROOKFIELD September 16, 1849 Have you read Dickens? |
12933 | Was ever a Jones so honored before? |
12933 | Was ever woman more honestly and better praised than Dorothy? |
12933 | Were the waters troubled in order that they might heal the people? |
12933 | What architect has the skill to build a tower so high as the name of Shakespeare? |
12933 | What bronze can equal the bronze of"Hamlet"? |
12933 | What can bronze or marble do for him? |
12933 | What capital, were it even in London, could rumble around it as tumultuously as Macbeth''s perturbed soul? |
12933 | What do you mean by equity? |
12933 | What edifice can equal thought? |
12933 | What framework of cedar or oak will last as long as"Othello"? |
12933 | What is Pig Poetry? |
12933 | What is as indestructible as these:"The Tempest,""The Winter''s Tale,""Julius CÃ ¦ sar,""Coriolanus"? |
12933 | What is meant by''your share''?" |
12933 | What is the Whole Duty of Pigs? |
12933 | What monument sublimer than"Lear,"sterner than"The Merchant of Venice,"more dazzling than"Romeo and Juliet,"more amazing than"Richard III"? |
12933 | What moon could shed about the pile a light more mystic than that of"A Midsummer Night''s Dream"? |
12933 | When trouble, adversity or bewilderment comes to the homesick traveler in an American hotel, to whom can he turn for consolation? |
12933 | Where, one asks in amazement, did this remarkable man find the inspiration for carrying forward his great work? |
12933 | Who can recount the innumerable biographies that begin thus:"In his youth, our subject had for his constant reading, Plutarch''s Lives, etc."? |
12933 | Who can tell? |
12933 | Who could harm the kind vagrant harper? |
12933 | Who made the Pig? |
12933 | Who wrote it? |
12933 | Whom did he ever hurt? |
12933 | Why did he not learn at the feet of Sir Thomas Lucy and write his own epitaph? |
12933 | Why, do n''t you know? |
12933 | Will this convey the thought? |
12933 | Would the author be so kind as to change it? |
12933 | Would they have been so great had they not suffered? |
12933 | Yet love is life and hate is death, so how can spite benefit? |
12933 | now, wot you want?" |
12933 | where the mob surges, cursed with idle curiosity to see the graves of kings and nobodies? |
44973 | Lovest thou me? |
44973 | Mamma, where is the sun to- day, While all this rain comes down? |
44973 | Oh, is not love eternal When once the heart be won? 44973 Still waiting, dear good grandma, for the blessed angel Death?" |
44973 | The day is placid in its going, To a lingering motion bound, Like a river in its flowing-- Can there be a softer sound? |
44973 | Who makes those white stones, you or God? |
44973 | ''Tis true, she wished no monument To mark the place; But must she not be satisfied To see the space Thus blessed and open to the heart Of every race? |
44973 | ***** You want to know my history, because I am so good? |
44973 | --_Wordsworth._ O rare, sweet summer day, Could''st thou not longer stay? |
44973 | Ah, kitty dear, who told you how To join thought, act, and sight? |
44973 | Ah, little girl Of flaxen curl, Who has not asked before This question o''er and o''er? |
44973 | Ah, little girl Of flaxen curl, Why doubt e''en mother''s word, Because of feelings stirred? |
44973 | Ah, who cares Sound a passion he shares With the angels? |
44973 | And I? |
44973 | And are we known in heaven? |
44973 | And is earth known in heaven? |
44973 | And is time marked in heaven? |
44973 | And the pleasures obtained with such fever intense Can find nowhere a vibrating chord? |
44973 | And what do I feel? |
44973 | And what do I hear? |
44973 | And what do I see? |
44973 | Are not such birthdays restful stepping stones, To aid the growing soul pick out the way To life eternal? |
44973 | But how, you ask, shall we each other know, So changed from what we were while here below, When, caged like birds, we longed and suffered so? |
44973 | But is it true she does not share A knowledge in God''s plan? |
44973 | But where''s my happy collie dog, My Rosa? |
44973 | But where''s my happy collie dog, My Rosa? |
44973 | But why should we bemoan this? |
44973 | But yet we cry,"O goddess high, Must thou thy wealth so share? |
44973 | But, O, how long must I so pray? |
44973 | By daily doing penance without fear, Or resting satisfied in deeds of worth? |
44973 | Can I dare hope to find e''en a small resting place Free from sin and all earthly allure? |
44973 | Chinchilla? |
44973 | Could otherwise Truth''s dazzling light be subject To mortal eyes? |
44973 | Could otherwise we enter The endless light, Beyond the shadowed circle Of mortal sight? |
44973 | Could we then see the better whence spirit arose? |
44973 | DOES IT PAY? |
44973 | Do sorrows press? |
44973 | Does he linger your way?" |
44973 | Has Love come? |
44973 | Have a fitting strength left to regain needed health For the life of a heavenly clime? |
44973 | He''d loved since, one or two, And-- well, what was a woman for, If not for man to woo? |
44973 | Her fur like chinchilla-- Her movements all grace-- Such a wise little face-- What kitty is like her? |
44973 | How can we thank thee for thy helpful cheer, O master- spirit of the priests of earth? |
44973 | How could he stop to calculate The size of such a thing; His only care was for the price-- Would one cent buy the ring? |
44973 | How do I love thee? |
44973 | I see in the smallest heaven''s loan Enough for content-- But is that release? |
44973 | IS THERE ANYTHING PURER? |
44973 | Imbued so long with human hopes and fears, Have they not claim to personality? |
44973 | Is life a farce? |
44973 | Is life a farce? |
44973 | Is love thine own? |
44973 | Is there anything purer On land or on sea, More laden with blessing For you or for me? |
44973 | Is there anything purer On land or on sea, More laden with comfort For you or for me? |
44973 | Is''t not his voice I hear, With comfort as of yore? |
44973 | Left me alone? |
44973 | Must I always look for sorrow On the morrow? |
44973 | Must I never have the hope That a life of larger scope Will before my vision ope? |
44973 | Must even love divine have doubt''s sad tone? |
44973 | Must not she His own secret bear To so touch soul of man? |
44973 | O Christ, can it be that Thine own risen strength Can give life, added life, to my soul, To my sin- laden, weak, starving soul? |
44973 | O Rosa, happy Rosa, Gone where the good dogs go, Dost find such fields as"Fairfields,"More love than we could show? |
44973 | O happy creature, dancing, Is time too short With pleasure fraught For you to heed my seeking? |
44973 | O no; What"Angular Saxon"would say so? |
44973 | Oh, could I not been spared this stroke, known one less bitter pain, And been as good for duties here, as fit for heaven''s reign? |
44973 | Oh, is not love infernal When love can be undone?" |
44973 | Oh, what? |
44973 | Oh, whence? |
44973 | Oh, where? |
44973 | Oh, who knows How the blush of the rose Can its secret disclose? |
44973 | Oh, who knows? |
44973 | Oh, who knows? |
44973 | Once loved? |
44973 | Shall I now know peace? |
44973 | Shall I too know After earth''s throe Full freedom of my being? |
44973 | Shall I, as you, Through law as true, Know life of fuller meaning? |
44973 | Shall full fruition free my soul From limitation''s sad control, And all my faculties of mind Their perfect rest and freedom find? |
44973 | Shall my human heart be satisfied, And sorrow and pain be justified? |
44973 | TO B. P. S."Why do n''t I write a story?" |
44973 | TO S. R. H. I have sowed in tears,-- Shall I reap in joy? |
44973 | That wish is best, Is''t not, dearest? |
44973 | The Cephalonia is her name-- But why need I tell more? |
44973 | The kingdom of heaven is what? |
44973 | The kingdom of heaven is whence? |
44973 | The kingdom of heaven is where? |
44973 | Then said the child,-- Heaven''s blessing on her fall,--"Why does n''t God get from Brazil A man to make them all?" |
44973 | These were the same two little boys Whose nurse searched far and wide For little sister''s rubber shoes;"Where can they be?" |
44973 | Those who deny this see not clear Into the heart of things; For how could otherwise God here Reveal His wanderings? |
44973 | Thy birthday, dear? |
44973 | Thy birthday, dear? |
44973 | Thy birthday, dear? |
44973 | WHAT? |
44973 | WHENCE? |
44973 | WHERE? |
44973 | Was this the form he once had loved? |
44973 | Was this the way, the only way, eternal life to gain? |
44973 | Were ever such roses? |
44973 | What could he give? |
44973 | What for? |
44973 | What''s that message I hear Bearing down on my sad troubled heart? |
44973 | What''s that? |
44973 | When asked,"O kitty, where''s the ball?" |
44973 | When will I learn to calmly say,"Thy will is mine,"both night and day? |
44973 | Whence comes all this to bless me, The soft wind to caress me, The life which does my strength renew For purer visions of the true? |
44973 | Where have they been?" |
44973 | Who changes so quickly your sombre green dress To the yellow one gay, And makes you the pet of the twilight''s caress, And of poet''s sweet lay? |
44973 | Who could resist such loveliness? |
44973 | Who dares, Yes, who dares? |
44973 | Who does, primrose, pray? |
44973 | Who knows? |
44973 | Who tells you, sweet primrose,''tis time to wake up After dreaming all day? |
44973 | Why do I love thee? |
44973 | Why joyest thou, O dear one? |
44973 | Why weepest thou, O dear one? |
44973 | Will it ever cease? |
44973 | Will not the soul, when free, seek like the bird Its own, my dear? |
44973 | _ Intervale Woods, North Conway._ CONSCIOUS OR UNCONSCIOUS? |
44973 | _ July 12, 1886._ Another birthday here? |
44973 | _ Matthew 26:36- 46._"Could ye not watch with me one hour?" |
44973 | this can never be on earth, Since he who gladly gave me birth To everything that was of worth Has gone from out my sense and sight, To what? |
35395 | I am he who walks the States with a barb''d tongue questioning every one I meet; Who are you, that wanted only to be told what you knew before? 35395 Will you come to the stage entrance of the Lyceum some day soon and you shall have stalls for two; now will you come? |
35395 | ( Has Mr. O''Connor succeeded in getting practically adopted his new method of making cast steel? |
35395 | Ah, dear friend, will you be able to have patience with me, for me? |
35395 | And are you then really back at Washington, I wonder, or have you only visited it in spirit,& written the recollection of former evenings? |
35395 | And do they turn towards England,& our nest therein? |
35395 | And how know what we may hope for, but by knowing the truth of what is, here and now? |
35395 | And how obtain evidence of things not seen but by a knowledge of things seen? |
35395 | And humility? |
35395 | And if it is impossible for us to see whither, as in the nature of things it must be, how can we be adequate judges of the way? |
35395 | And what else, indeed, at bottom, is science so busy at? |
35395 | And what right have the Doctors to utter gloomy prophecies? |
35395 | And what shall I tell you about? |
35395 | And when did you get the Sept.& Oct. letters& did you get the two copies that I, baffled& almost despairing, sent off in Nov.? |
35395 | Are not the Carlyle& Emerson letters interesting? |
35395 | Are our senses in reference to life like the deaf ear in this respect?" |
35395 | Are you getting on, my Darling? |
35395 | Are you indeed getting strong& well again? |
35395 | Are you troubled that He is an unknown God; that we can not by searching find Him out? |
35395 | But who put it there? |
35395 | But why& why did Dr. Bucke set himself to counteract that beneficient law of nature''s by which the dust tends to lay itself? |
35395 | Can both be simply lost? |
35395 | Can you rest in dizzy rocks overhanging dark, tempestuous abysses? |
35395 | Can you sustain your long, lifelong flights upward? |
35395 | Can your eyes look the sun in the face like his? |
35395 | Could any man suffer a base curiosity, to make him so meanly, treacherously cruel? |
35395 | Did I tell you William Rossetti and his bride were spending their honeymoon at Naples? |
35395 | Did I tell you that I had received letters from Tennyson, and that he cordially invites me to visit him? |
35395 | Did dear Bee tell you, in the long letter she once wrote you, how much she loved the Swiss ladies with whom she made her home while in Berne? |
35395 | Did you dream it before? |
35395 | Do they not see that this fearless pride, this complete acceptance of themselves, is needful for her pride, her justification? |
35395 | Do they really think that God is ashamed of what he has made and appointed? |
35395 | Do you ever see Mr. Marvin? |
35395 | Do you ever see or hear from Mr. Marvin? |
35395 | Do you know, dear Friend, what it means for a woman, what it means for me, to understand these poems? |
35395 | Do you remember Maggie Lesley? |
35395 | Do you remember how we laughed at his dramatic presentation of a negro prayer meeting? |
35395 | Do you remember the Miss Chases-- two pleasant maiden ladies who took tea with us once in Philadelphia& talked about Sojourner Truth? |
35395 | Do you think there is ever a bride who does not taste more or less this bitterness in her cup? |
35395 | Do your children always say when they see one, as ours do,"Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home: your house is on fire, your children are flown"? |
35395 | Does the idea ever come into your head, dear Friend, of spending a little time this summer or autumn in your English home at Hampstead? |
35395 | Does the sale of"Leaves of Grass"continue pretty steady? |
35395 | Faith runs ahead to fetch glad tidings for us; but if she start from a basis of ignorance and illusion, how can she but run in the wrong direction? |
35395 | For what is Faith? |
35395 | Greely? |
35395 | Have I said it over& over again? |
35395 | Have you been at Kirkwood lately, I wonder? |
35395 | Have you begun to have any summer thoughts, dear Walt? |
35395 | Have you heard, I wonder, of William Rossetti''s approaching marriage? |
35395 | Have you noticed that the time to look for the best things in best people is the moment of their greatest need? |
35395 | How are Mr. Marvin& Mr. Burroughs? |
35395 | How are Mr.& Mrs. Whitman and Hattie& Jessie? |
35395 | How can I be content to live wholly isolated from you? |
35395 | How can one refrain from expressing gratitude to you for what you have so admirably done?..." |
35395 | How does the"little shanty"answer, I wonder? |
35395 | How else could the self- preserving instincts, and all that grows out of them, have been evoked? |
35395 | How else those wonders of the moral world, fortitude, patience, sympathy? |
35395 | How is John Burroughs? |
35395 | I am not sure whether you know the Gilders? |
35395 | I have been reading Carlyle''s reminiscences-- good stuff in them, brilliant touches, but dreadfully morbid, do n''t you think? |
35395 | I hope you are as well as ever able to stand it& enjoy it? |
35395 | I say how very highly I prize that last slip you sent me,"A backward glance on my own road"? |
35395 | If the thing a word stands for exists by divine appointment( and what does not so exist? |
35395 | In what sense may Walt Whitman be called the Poet of Democracy? |
35395 | Is it to be supposed that the reader can make progress of this kind like an Indian prince or general stretched on his palanquin and borne by slaves? |
35395 | Is there, then, no place for that virtue so much praised by the haughty? |
35395 | Is your arm free from rheumatic pains? |
35395 | Is your heart like his, a great glowing sun of Love?" |
35395 | July 4, 1874._ MY DEAREST FRIEND: Are you well and happy, and enjoying this beautiful summer? |
35395 | LETTER XLV ANNE GILCHRIST TO WALT WHITMAN_ 112 Madison Ave., Jan. 27,''79._ MY DEAREST FRIEND: Are you never coming? |
35395 | London Jan. 31,''73._ DEAREST FRIEND: Shall you never find it in your heart to say a kind word to me again? |
35395 | Looking back to the palmy days of feudalism, especially as immortalized in Shakespeare''s plays, what is it we find most admirable? |
35395 | May I, without being presumptuous, dear Walt, tell you how I should dearly like to see them arranged? |
35395 | Miss Blind is bringing out a volume of poems; why will people all imagine they can write poetry? |
35395 | My Darling, let me use that tender caressing word once more-- for how can I help it, with heart so full& no outlet but words? |
35395 | O dear Walt, did you not feel in every word the breath of a woman''s love? |
35395 | O surely in the ineffable tenderness of thy look speaks the yearning of thy man- soul towards my woman- soul? |
35395 | Of that New World literature, say, are not his poems the beginning? |
35395 | Of that band, is not Walt Whitman the pioneer? |
35395 | One is intended for the lady( if I may be permitted to send it her)--and will you please accept the other, with my respects and love? |
35395 | Science materialistic? |
35395 | Shall you not be coming to Boston sometime before I leave, 1st June? |
35395 | Sleeping well-- eating well, dear friend? |
35395 | The little heap of ashes, the puff of gas, do you pretend that is all that was Shakespeare? |
35395 | The quiet tenor of our daily lives here? |
35395 | The rest of him lives in his works, you say? |
35395 | Thought you greatness was to ripen for you like a pear? |
35395 | Was the sea risen? |
35395 | Was the wind piping the pipe of death under the black clouds? |
35395 | We criticise a palace or a cathedral; but what is the good of criticising a forest? |
35395 | We often say,"Wo n''t Walt like sitting in that sunny window?" |
35395 | We stand the cold well-- how does it suit you? |
35395 | Were Jessie& Hattie at home in St. Louis, I wonder, when you were there? |
35395 | What can I send you? |
35395 | What can have deeper roots, or a more immortal growing power? |
35395 | What caused it? |
35395 | What is all this but an advance or conquest made by the soul of the poet? |
35395 | What was the spell? |
35395 | What, to passions I witness around me to- day? |
35395 | What, to pavements and homesteads here-- what were those storms of the mountains and sea? |
35395 | When will men begin to understand them? |
35395 | Whichever side the Atlantic it is, you will come surely? |
35395 | Whitman has paid a fitting tribute to the pluck exhibited in this achievement:"Do you know much of Blake?" |
35395 | Who are you, that wanted only a book to join you in your nonsense?" |
35395 | Who but he could put at last the right meaning into that word"democracy,"which has been made to bear such a burthen of incongruous notions? |
35395 | Who do you think came to see us on Sunday? |
35395 | Who should be the mouthpiece of this whole? |
35395 | You have always been pretty well received in Boston, have you not-- I mean in the Emerson days? |
35395 | You will certainly have to come to us as soon as ever we have a comfortable home, wo n''t you? |
35395 | [ 30] This extract(?) |
35395 | able to drink in draughts of pleasure from the sights& sounds& perfumes of this delicious time,"lilac time"--according to your wo nt? |
35395 | and the love and thought that endow the whole be less enduring than the gravitating, chemical, electric powers that endow its atoms? |
35395 | did you not see as through a transparent veil a soul all radiant and trembling with love stretching out its arms towards you? |
35395 | how can we but often grope and be full of perplexity? |
35395 | how could the muscles of the heart suddenly grow adequate to such new work? |
35395 | is it all so ignoble, so base, that it will not bear the honest light of speech from lips so gifted with"the divine power to use words?" |
35395 | or a word of some sort? |
35395 | what is it that fascinates? |
35395 | who makes much of a miracle? |
30342 | Are you faithful to things? 30342 Dark Mother, always gliding near, with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? |
30342 | Have I sung so capricious and loud my savage songs? |
30342 | Have you learn''d lessons only of those who admired you and were tender with you? 30342 What do you suppose creation is? |
30342 | Who is he that would become my follower? 30342 ( who is it? 30342 ***** What is this you bring my America? 30342 And how shall I deck my song for the large sweet soul that has gone? 30342 And shall it be said that the poet who does this has no worthy art? 30342 And that that is what the oldest and newest myths finally mean? 30342 And that there is no God any more divine than yourself? 30342 And that you or any one must approach creations through such laws? |
30342 | And what else do we finally demand of any work than that it be inspired? |
30342 | And what shall my perfume be, for the grave of him I love? |
30342 | Are the precise, the regular, the measured, the finished, the symmetrical, indispensable to our conception of art? |
30342 | Are we quite sure, after all, that what we call"artistic form"is in any high or fundamental sense artistic? |
30342 | Are you done with reviews and criticisms of life? |
30342 | Are you not of some coterie? |
30342 | Ask yourself, What is the point of view of absolute, uncompromising science? |
30342 | But do they? |
30342 | But what of that? |
30342 | Can he stand the test of nature? |
30342 | Can it face us in undress? |
30342 | Can it go alone? |
30342 | Can we absorb and assimilate him? |
30342 | Can we name them better than St. Paul named them eighteen hundred years ago,--faith, hope, charity? |
30342 | Can we say, therefore, they are more artistic? |
30342 | Can you hold your hand against all seductions, follies, whirls, fierce contentions? |
30342 | Can your performance face the open fields and the seaside? |
30342 | Could any one else have done it? |
30342 | Could any sane man have written the Children of Adam poems who was not sustained by deepest moral and æsthetic convictions? |
30342 | Depleted and enervated, or full and joyous? |
30342 | Did he not lay claim to the vices and vanities of men also? |
30342 | Did it not attest reality? |
30342 | Did our skepticism, our headiness, our worldliness, threaten to eat us up like a cancer? |
30342 | Do his lines cut to the quick, and beget heat and joy in the soul? |
30342 | Do we get the reality, or words about the reality? |
30342 | Do we not gain in scope and power what we lose in art and refinement? |
30342 | Do we not gain just what Whitman had in view, namely, direct contact with the elements in which are the sources of our life and health? |
30342 | Do we not know that true greatness, true nobility and strength of soul, may go and do go with commonplace, every- day humanity? |
30342 | Do we not, consciously or unconsciously, ask this or a similar question of every poet or artist whom we pass in review before us? |
30342 | Do you teach what the land and sea, the bodies of men, womanhood, amativeness, heroic angers, teach? |
30342 | Does Nature preach such a system? |
30342 | Does he exalt the pride of man in himself, or egoism? |
30342 | Does he flout at the old religions? |
30342 | Does he glory in the present? |
30342 | Does he make it the quarry from which he carves statues or builds temples? |
30342 | Does he make man- stuff of it? |
30342 | Does he make us more religious, more tolerant, more charitable, more candid, more self- reliant? |
30342 | Does he nourish the manly and heroic virtues? |
30342 | Does he praise candor? |
30342 | Does he retain the native savage virtues, or is he entirely built up from the outside? |
30342 | Does he sound the call of battle for the Union? |
30342 | Does he stamp it with his own image? |
30342 | Does he strike back through it to simple, original nature, or is he a potted plant? |
30342 | Does he toughen us, does he help make arterial blood? |
30342 | Does it answer universal needs? |
30342 | Does it not assume that what is notoriously gone is still here? |
30342 | Does life, does death, does nature, respect our proprieties, our conventional veils and illusions? |
30342 | Has it not dangled long at the heels of the poets, politicians, literats of enemies''lands? |
30342 | Has not the Bible worked evil also? |
30342 | Have I not told how the universe has nothing better than the best womanhood?" |
30342 | Have real employments contributed to it? |
30342 | Have you not imported this or the spirit of it in some ship? |
30342 | Have you not learn''d great lessons from those who reject you, and brace themselves against you? |
30342 | Have you sped through fleeting customs, popularities? |
30342 | Have you the brooding, warming, vivifying mother- mind? |
30342 | Have you vivified yourself from the maternity of these States? |
30342 | Have you, too, the old, ever- fresh forbearance and impartiality? |
30342 | How dare he do it? |
30342 | How do I know but you are a secessionist? |
30342 | How does he justify himself to himself? |
30342 | How much of a man are you? |
30342 | How much of a man is he? |
30342 | How shall a poet in our day and land treat this fact? |
30342 | How vital and fundamental is your poetic gift? |
30342 | I do not ask, Does he work it up into what are called artistic forms? |
30342 | I said,"What is it, my dear? |
30342 | I said:''Why, Oscar, do n''t you think you will get well?'' |
30342 | IV"The friendly and flowing savage, who is he? |
30342 | If he loved praise, why should he not be frank about it? |
30342 | In what other poet do these men, or others like them, find themselves? |
30342 | Is Japanese pottery, the glazing often ragged and uneven, less artistic than the highly finished work of the moderns? |
30342 | Is a gold coin of the time of Pericles, so rude and simple, less artistic than the elaborate coins of our own day? |
30342 | Is he adequate to absorb and digest it? |
30342 | Is he animating to life itself? |
30342 | Is he master of his culture, or does it master him? |
30342 | Is he tonic and inspiring? |
30342 | Is he waiting for civilization, or is he past it and master of it?" |
30342 | Is his fashion adequate? |
30342 | Is it at all probable that Tennyson can ever be to any other age what he has been to this? |
30342 | Is it health, life, power, or what is it? |
30342 | Is it not a mere tale? |
30342 | Is it not something that has been better done or told before? |
30342 | Is it plastic in his hands? |
30342 | Is it the general intelligence that speaks, the culture and refinement of the age? |
30342 | Is it through you? |
30342 | Is it uniform with my country? |
30342 | Is reform needed? |
30342 | Is the air, the sunshine, the free spaces, the rocks, the soil, the trees, and the exhilaration of it all, nothing? |
30342 | Is the interpretation vivid and real? |
30342 | Is there no room for the new man? |
30342 | Is this the democracy of religion? |
30342 | King said to him,"Why, how can I do this thing, or anything for you? |
30342 | Me ruthless and devilish as any, that my wrists are not chain''d with iron, or my ankles with iron?" |
30342 | On firmer ground, or in the mire? |
30342 | On the street the promenaders would turn and look after him, and I have often heard them ask each other,"What man was that?" |
30342 | One tipsy man in a buggy responded,''Why, pap, how d''ye do, pap?'' |
30342 | Original makers, not mere amanuenses? |
30342 | Out of these vast, rolling, cloud- like masses does there leap forth the true lightning? |
30342 | The content of his verse,--what is it? |
30342 | The hymn- book seeks to embody or awaken religious emotion alone; would its religious value be less if its poetic value were more? |
30342 | The message of beauty,--who would undervalue it? |
30342 | The new poet has this or that gift, but what is the human fund back of all? |
30342 | The only question is, Has he a law, has he a steady and rational point of view, is his work a consistent and well- organized whole? |
30342 | The question is, Did he master it? |
30342 | The question is, Is he adequate, is he man enough, to do it? |
30342 | The vital question is, Where does he leave us? |
30342 | Then the strain goes on:--"O how shall I warble myself for the dead one there I loved? |
30342 | These things are indispensable in the mill and counting- house, but why should we insist upon them in poetry? |
30342 | Think of manhood, and you to be a man; Do you count manhood, and the sweet of manhood, nothing? |
30342 | Think of womanhood and you to be a woman; The Creation is womanhood; Have I not said that womanhood involves all? |
30342 | To put his arms around it? |
30342 | We are not to ask, Is it like this or like that? |
30342 | We ask ourselves, Does he breathe the air of health? |
30342 | We demand of the new man, of the overthrower of our idols, but one thing,--has he authentic inspiration and power? |
30342 | We lose something certainly, but do we not gain something also? |
30342 | What are the enemies of art? |
30342 | What are the questions or purposes, then, in which his work has root? |
30342 | What are the three great life- giving principles? |
30342 | What do you suppose I would intimate to you in a hundred ways, but that man or woman is as good as God? |
30342 | What do you suppose will satisfy the soul but to walk free and own no superior? |
30342 | What is he like? |
30342 | What is his endowment of the common universal human traits? |
30342 | What place have they in the antique bards?--in Homer, in Job, in Isaiah, in Dante? |
30342 | When will he redeem all these promises, and become a fixed centre of thought and emotion in himself? |
30342 | Where is he who tears off the husks for you and me? |
30342 | Where is he who undoes stratagems and envelopes for you and me?" |
30342 | Which is really the most artistic? |
30342 | Whitman certainly has a form of his own: what would a poet, or any writer or worker in the ideal, do without some kind of form? |
30342 | Who would sign himself a candidate for my affections? |
30342 | Why does Whitman''s material suggest to any reader that it is poetic material? |
30342 | Why not allow and even welcome the freedom of half- rhymes, or suggestive rhymes? |
30342 | Why should we call this verse- tinkering and verse- shaping art, when it is only artifice? |
30342 | Why should we cling to an arbitrary form like the sonnet? |
30342 | Why should we insist upon a perfect rhyme, as if it was a cog in a wheel? |
30342 | Why, anyway, fold back a sentence or idea to get it into a prescribed arbitrary form? |
30342 | Will he be true to his ideal through thick and thin? |
30342 | Will he not falter, or betray self- consciousness? |
30342 | Will it absorb into me as I absorb food, air, to appear again in my strength, gait, face? |
30342 | With levity and by throwing over it the lure of the forbidden, the attraction of the erotic? |
30342 | XI What has a poet of Whitman''s aims to do with decency or indecency, with modesty or immodesty? |
30342 | a pettiness?--is the good old cause in it? |
30342 | a rhyme? |
30342 | and stood aside for you? |
30342 | animating now to life itself? |
30342 | are you really of the whole people? |
30342 | are you very strong? |
30342 | but, Is it vital, is it real, is it a consistent, well- organized whole? |
30342 | did our hardness, our irreligiousness, and our passion for the genteel point to a fugitive, superficial race? |
30342 | do you not see how it would serve to have eyes, blood, complexion, clean and sweet? |
30342 | do you want anything?" |
30342 | does Nature preach at all? |
30342 | how could he do it, and not betray hesitation or self- consciousness? |
30342 | is it you?) |
30342 | liberty, fraternity, and equality carried out in the spiritual sphere? |
30342 | or have we a new revelation of life, a new mind and soul? |
30342 | or who treat you with contempt, or dispute the passage with you?" |
30342 | some consistent and adequate vehicle of expression? |
30342 | some school, or mere religion? |
30342 | was our literature threatened with the artistic degeneration,--running all to art and not at all to power? |
30342 | were our communities invaded by a dry rot of culture? |
30342 | were we fast becoming a delicate, indoor, genteel race? |
30342 | will it improve manners? |