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| 701. | Come up from the Fields, Father. by Walt Whitman | | 1
COME up from the fields, father, here’s a letter from our Pete;
And come to the front door, mother—here’s a letter from thy dear son.
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| 703. | Primeval my Love for the Woman I Love. by Walt Whitman | | PRIMEVAL my love for the woman I love,
O bride! O wife! more resistless, more enduring than I can tell, the thought of you!
Then separate, as dise... |
| 704. | In Paths Untrodden. by Walt Whitman | | IN paths untrodden,
In the growth by margins of pond-waters,
Escaped from the life that exhibits itself,
From all the standards hitherto publish... |
| 705. | To a President. by Walt Whitman | | ALL you are doing and saying is to America dangled mirages,
You have not learn’d of Nature—of the politics of Nature, you have not
learn’... |
| 706. | A Farm-Picture. by Walt Whitman | | THROUGH the ample open door of the peaceful country barn,
A sun-lit pasture field, with cattle and horses feeding;
And haze, and vista, and the fa... |
| 707. | Aboard at a Ship’s Helm. by Walt Whitman | | , at a ship’s helm,
A young steersman, steering with care.
A bell through fog on a sea-coast dolefully ringing,
An ocean-bell—O a warnin... |
| 708. | Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman | | 1
HUSH’D be the camps to-day;
And, soldiers, let us drape our war-worn weapons;
And each with musing soul retire, to celebrate,
Our dear comm... |
| 709. | Sparkles from The Wheel. by Walt Whitman | | 1
WHERE the city’s ceaseless crowd moves on, the live-long day,
Withdrawn, I join a group of children watching—I pause aside with them.
B... |
| 710. | Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman | | 1
GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling;
Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard;
Give me a field... |
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