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To Foreign Lands

I heard that you ask’d for something to prove this puzzle the New World, And to define America, her athletic Democracy, Therefore I send you my poems that you behold in them what you wanted.

To a Western Boy

O boy of the West! To you many things to absorb, I teach, to help you become eleve of mine: Yet if blood like mine circle not in your veins; If you be not silently selected by lovers, and do…

To a Stranger

Passing stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you, You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me as of a dream,) I have somewhere surely lived a life of…

To a Pupil

Is reform needed? is it through you? The greater the reform needed, the greater the Personality you need to accomplish it.   You! do you not see how it would serve to have eyes, blood, complexion, clean and sweet? Do you…

To a President

All you are doing and saying is to America dangled mirages, You have not learned of Nature—of the politics of Nature, you have not learned the great ampli- tude, rectitude, impartiality, You have not seen that only such as they…

To a Locomotive in Winter

Thee for my recitative, Thee in the driving storm even as now, the snow, the winter-day declining, Thee in thy panoply, thy measur’d dual throbbing and thy beat convulsive, Thy black cylindric body, golden brass and silvery steel, Thy ponderous…

To a Historian

You who celebrate bygones, Who have explored the outward, the surfaces of the races, the life that has exhibited itself, Who have treated of man as the creature of politics, aggregates, rulers and priests, I, habitan of the Alleghanies, treating…

To a Foil’d European Revolutionaire

COURAGE yet, my brother or my sister! Keep on—Liberty is to be subserv’d whatever occurs; That is nothing that is quell’d by one or two failures, or any num- ber of failures, Or by the indifference or ingratitude of the people,…

To a Common Prostitute

¹ Be composed—be at ease with me—I am Walt Whitman, liberal and lusty as Nature, Not till the sun excludes you, do I exclude you, Not till the waters refuse to glisten for you, and the leaves to rustle for…

To a Certain Civilian

DID you ask dulcet rhymes from me? Did you seek the civilian’s peaceful and languishing rhymes? Did you find what I sang erewhile so hard to follow? Why I was not singing erewhile for you to follow, to understand— nor am…