Chants Democratic by Walt Whitman

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Chants Democratic

Starting From Paumanok
Starting from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born,
Well-begotten, and raised by a perfect mother;
After roaming many lands—lover of populous pavements; … Continue Reading …

American Feuillage
AMERICA always!
Always our own feuillage!
Always Florida’s green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! … Continue Reading …

The Past-Present
I was looking a long while for the history of the past for myself, and for
these chants—and now I have found it. … Continue Reading …

Years Of The Unperformed
Years of the unperformed! your horizon rises—I see it part away for more
august dramas;
I see not America only—I see not only Liberty’s nation but other nations
embattling; … Continue Reading …

Flux
Of these years I sing, How they pass through convulsed pains, as through parturitions; How America illustrates birth, gigantic youth, the promise, the sure fulfilment, despite of people—Illustrates evil as well as good; … Continue Reading …

To Working Men
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. … Continue Reading …

Song Of The Broad-Axe
Weapon, shapely, naked, wan;
Head from the mother’s bowels drawn!
Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and lip only one! … Continue Reading …

Antecedents
With antecedents;
With my fathers and mothers, and the accumulations of past ages:
With all which, had it not been, I would not now be here, as I am; … Continue Reading …

Salut Au Monde
O take my hand, Walt Whitman!
Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds!
Such joined unended links, each hooked to the next! … Continue Reading …

A Broadway Pageant
Over sea, hither from Niphon,
Courteous, the Princes of Asia, swart-cheeked princes,
First-comers, guests, two-sworded princes, … Continue Reading …

Old Ireland
Far hence, amid an isle of wondrous beauty,
Crouching over a grave, an ancient sorrowful mother,
Once a queen—now lean and tattered, seated on the ground, … Continue Reading …

Boston Town
To get betimes in Boston town, I rose this morning early;
Here’s a good place at the corner—I must stand and see the show. … Continue Reading …

France, The Eighteenth Year Of These States
A great year and place; A harsh, discordant, natal scream out-sounding, to touch the mother’s heart closer than any yet. … Continue Reading …

Europe, The Seventy-Second And Seventy-Third Years Of These States
Suddenly, out of its stale and drowsy lair, the lair of slaves,
Like lightning it leaped forth, half startled at itself, … Continue Reading …

To A Foiled Revolter Or Revoltress
Courage! my brother or my sister!
Keep on! Liberty is to be subserved, whatever occurs … Continue Reading …

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