The Poetry Corner

Walt Whitman


A Boston Ballad, 1854
A Broadway Pageant
A Carol Of Harvest, For 1867
A Child Said, What Is The Grass?
A Child's Amaze
A Clear Midnight
A Farm-Picture
A Glimpse
A Hand-Mirror
A Leaf For Hand In Hand
A March In The Ranks, Hard-Prest
A Noiseless Patient Spider
A Paumanok Picture
A Promise To California
A Riddle Song
A Sight In Camp
A Song
A Woman Waits For Me
Aboard At A Ship's Helm
Abraham Lincoln, Born Feb. 12, 1809
Adieu To A Solider
After The Sea-Ship
Ages And Ages, Returning At Intervals
Ah Poverties, Wincings Sulky Retreats
All Is Truth
American Feuillage
Among The Multitude
An Army Corps On The March
An Old Mans Thought Of School
Are You The New Person, Drawn Toward Me?
As A Strong Bird On Pinious Free
As Adam, Early In The Morning
As At Thy Portals Also Death
As Consequent, Etc.
As I Ebb'd With The Ocean Of Life
As I Lay With Head In Your Lap, Camerado
As I Ponder'd In Silence
As I Sat Alone By Blue Ontario's Shores
As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days
As I Watche'd The Ploughman Ploughing
As If A Phantom Caress'd Me
As The Time Draws Nigh
As Toilsome I Wander'd
Ashes Of Soldiers
Bathed In War's Perfume
Beat! Beat! Drums!
Beautiful Women
Beginning My Studies
Behold This Swarthy Face
Bivouac On A Mountain Side
Brother Of All, With Genesrous Hand
By Broad Potomac's Shore
By The Bivouac's Fitful Flame
Camps Of Green
Carol Of Occupations
Carol Of Words
Cavalry Crossing A Ford
Chanting The Square Deific
City Of Orgies
City Of Ships
Come Up From The Fields, Father
Crossing Brooklyn Ferry
Darest Thou Now, O Soul
Delicate Cluster
Despairing Cries
Dirge For Two Veterans
Earth! My Likeness!
Elemental Drifts
Ethiopia Saluting The Colors
Europe, The 72nd And 73rd Years Of These States
Facing West From California's Shores
Fast Anchor'd, Eternal, O Love
For Him I Sing
France, The 18th Year Of These States
From Far Dakota's Canons
From My Last Years
From Paumanok Starting
From Pent-Up Aching Rivers
Full Of Life, Now
Give Me The Splendid, Silent Sun
Gliding O'er All
Great Are The Myths
Had I The Choice
Hast Never Come To Thee An Hour
Here The Frailest Leaves Of Me
Here, Sailor
Hours Continuing Long
How Solemn As One By One
Hush'd Be The Camps To-day
I Am He That Aches With Love
I Dream'd In A Dream
I Hear America Singing
I Hear It Was Charged Against Me
I Heard You, Solemn-Sweep Pipes Of The Organ
I Saw In Louisiana A Live Oak Growing
I Saw Old General At Bay
I Sing The Body Electric
I Sit And Look Out
I Thought I Was Not Alone
I Was Looking A Long While
I Will Take An Egg Out Of The Robin's Nest
In Cabin'd Ships At Sea
In Former Songs
In Midnight Sleep
In Paths Untrodden
In The New Garden In All The Parts
Italian Music In Dakota
Joy, Shipmate, Joy!
Laws For Creations
Leaves Of Grass. A Carol Of Harvest For 1867
Lo! Victress On The Peaks
Locations And Times
Long I Thought That Knowledge
Long, Too Long, O Land!
Longings For Home
Look Down, Fair Moon
Manhattan Streets I Saunter'd, Pondering
Me Imperturbe
Mother And Babe
My Picture-Gallery
Myself And Mine
Native Moments
Night On The Prairies
No Labor-Saving Machine
Not Heat Flames Up And Consumes
Not Heaving From My Ribb'd Breast Only
Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me
Not The Pilot
Not Youth Pertains To Me
Now Finale To The Shore
Now List To My Morning's Romanza
O Bitter Sprig! Confession Sprig!
O Captain! My Captain!
O Hymen! O Hymenee!
O Living Always - Always Dying
O Me! O Life!
O Star Of France
O Sun Of Real Peace
O Tan-Faced Prairie Boy
O You Whom I Often And Silently Come
Of Him I Love Day And Night
Of The Terrible Doubt Of Apperarances
Of The Visage Of Things
Old Ireland
On Old Man's Thought Of School
On The Beach At Night
On The Beach At Night, Alone
Once I Pass'd Through A Populous City
One Hour To Madness And Joy
One Song, America, Before I Go
One Sweeps By
One's Self I Sing
Or From That Sea Of Time
Others May Praise What They Like
Out From Behind His Mask
Out Of Rhe Rolling Ocean, The Crowd
Out Of The Cradle Endlessly Rocking
Over The Carnage
Passage To India
Patroling Barnegat
Pensive And Faltering
Pensive On Her Dead Gazing, I Heard The Mother Of All
Pioneers! O Pioneers!
Poem Of Remembrance For A Girl Or A Boy
Poems Of Joys
Poets To Come
Prayer Of Columbus
President Lincoln's Burial Hymn
Primeval My Love For The Woman I Love
Proud Music Of The Storm
Quicksand Years
Race Of Veterans
Recorders Ages Hence
Rise, O Days
Roaming In Thought
Roots And Leaves Themselves Alone
Salut Au Monde
Scented Herbage Of My Breast
Sea -Shore Memories
Shut Not Your Doors
Sing Of The Banner At Day-Break
So Far And So Far, And On Toward The End
So Long
Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb
Sometimes With One I Love
Song At Sunset
Song For All Seas, All Ships
Song Of The Broad-Axe
Song Of The Exposition
Song Of The Open Road
Song Of The Redwood-Tree
Song Of The Universal
Souvenirs Of Democracy
Spain 1873-'74
Sparkles From The Wheel
Spirit That Form'd This Scene
Spirit Whose Work Is Done
Spontaneous Me
Starting From Paumanok
Still, Though The One I Sing
That Last Invocation
That Music Always Round Me
That Shadow, My Likeness
The Artilleryman's Vision
The Base Of All Metaphysics
The Centenarian's Story
The City Dead-House
The Dalliance Of The Eagles
The Dresser
The Indications
The Mystic Trumpeter
The Ox Tamer
The Prairie States
The Prairie-Grass Dividing
The Runner
The Ship Starting
The Singer In The Prison
The Sleepers
The Sobbing Of The Bells
The Torch
The Untold Want
The World Below The Brine
There Was A Child Went Forth
These Carols
These, I, Singing In Spring
Thick-Sprinkled Bunting
Think Of The Soul
This Compost
This Day, O Soul
This Dust Was Once The Man
This Moment, Yearning And Thoughtful
Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling
Thou Reader
To A Certain Cantatrice
To A Certain Civilian
To A Common Prostitute
To A Foil'd European Revolutionaire
To A Historian
To A Locomotive In Winter
To A President
To A Pupil
To A Stranger
To A Western Boy
To Foreign Lands
To Him That Was Crucified
To Old Age
To One Shortly To Die
To Oratists
To Rich Givers
To The East And To The West
To The Garden The World
To The Leaven'd Soil They Trod
To The Man-Of-War-Bird
To The Reader At Parting
To The States
To Thee, Old Cause!
To Think Of Time
To You
Trickle, Drops
Turn, O Libertad
Two Rivulets
Unfolded Out Of The Folds
Unnamed Lands
Vicouac On A Mountain Side
Virgil Strange I Kept On The Field
Virginia, The West
Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman's Caution
Wandering At Morn
Warble Of Lilac-Time
We Two Boys Together Clinging
We Two, How Long We Were Fool'd
Weave In, Weave In, My Hardy Life
What Am I, After All?
What Best I See In Thee
What General Has A Good Army
What Place Is Besieged?
What Think You I Take My Pen In Hand?
What Weeping Face
When I Heard At The Close Of The Day
When I Heard The Learn'd Astronomer
When I Peruse The Conquer'd Fame
When I Read The Book
When Lilacs Last In The Door-yard Bloom'd
Whispers Of Heavenly Death
Who Is Now Reading This?
Who Learns My Lesson Complete?
Whoever You Are, Holding Me Now In Hand
With All Thy Gifts, America
With Antecedents
World, Take Good Notice
Year Of Meteors, 1859 '60
Year That Trembled
Years Of The Modern
Yet, Yet, Ye Downcast Hours
You Felons On Trial In Courts