The Patriotic Poems of Walt Whitman

The Patriotic Poems of Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

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The Americans, of all nations at any time upon the earth, have probably the fullest poetical Nature. The United States themselves are essentially the greatest poem. In the history of the earth hitherto the largest and most stirring appear tame and orderly to their ampler largeness and stir. Here at last is something in the doings of man that corresponds with the broadcast doings of the day and night. Here is not merely a nation, but a teeming nation of nations. Here is action untied from strings, necessarily blind to particulars and details, magnificently moving in vast masses.

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Copyright, 1918, by

Doubleday, Page & Company

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1855, 1856, 1860, 1867

1871, 1876, 1881, 1882, 1883, 1884, 1888, 1891

BY WALT WHITMAN

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“The Americans, of all nations at any time upon the earth, have probably the fullest poetical Nature. The United States themselves are essentially the greatest poem. In the history of the earth hitherto the largest and most stirring appear tame and orderly to their ampler largeness and stir. Here at last is something in the doings of man that corresponds with the broadcast doings of the day and night. Here is not merely a nation, but a teeming nation of nations. Here is action untied from strings, necessarily blind to particulars and details, magnificently moving in vast masses.”
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Chapter 2 POEMS OF WAR

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Chapter 3 POEMS OF AFTER-WAR

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Chapter 4 POEMS OF AMERICA

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Chapter 5 POEMS OF WAR No.5

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Chapter 6 POEMS OF AFTER-WAR No.6

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Chapter 7 POEMS OF AMERICA No.7

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Chapter 8 POEMS OF DEMOCRACY

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