| SANDS AT SEVENTY . . . 1st Annex, |
| GOOD-BYE MY FANCY . . . 2d Annex, |
| A BACKWARD GLANCE O'ER TRAVEL'D ROADS, |
| and Portrait from Life. |
| COME, said my Soul, |
| Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,) |
| That should I after death invisibly return, |
| Or, long, long hence, in other spheres, |
| There to some group of mates the chants resuming, |
| (Tallying Earth's soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves,) |
| Ever with pleas'd smile I may keep on, |
| Ever and ever yet the verses owning—as, first, I here and now, |
| Signing for Soul and Body, set to them my name, |
DAVID McKAY, PUBLISHER 23 SOUTH NINTH STREET 1891-'2 |
| INSCRIPTIONS. | PAGE |
| ONE'S-SELF I SING | 9 |
| AS I PONDER'D IN SILENCE | 9 |
| IN CABIN'D SHIPS AT SEA | 10 |
| TO FOREIGN LANDS | 11 |
| TO A HISTORIAN | 11 |
| TO THEE OLD CAUSE | 11 |
| EIDÓLONS | 12 |
| FOR HIM I SING | 14 |
| WHEN I READ THE BOOK | 14 |
| BEGINNING MY STUDIES | 14 |
| BEGINNERS | 15 |
| TO THE STATES | 15 |
| ON JOURNEYS THROUGH THE STATES | 15 |
| TO A CERTAIN CANTATRICE | 16 |
| ME IMPERTURBE | 16 |
| SAVANTISM | 16 |
| THE SHIP STARTING | 16 |
| I HEAR AMERICA SINGING | 17 |
| WHAT PLACE IS BESIEGED? | 17 |
| STILL THOUGH THE ONE I SING | 17 |
| SHUT NOT YOUR DOORS | 17 |
| POETS TO COME | 18 |
| TO YOU | 18 |
| THOU READER | 18 |
| STARTING FROM PAUMANOK | 18 |
| SONG OF MYSELF | 29 |
| CHILDREN OF ADAM. | |
| TO THE GARDEN THE WORLD | 79 |
| FROM PENT-UP ACHING RIVERS | 79 |
| I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC | 81 |
| A WOMAN WAITS FOR ME | 88 |
| SPONTANEOUS ME | 89 |
| ONE HOUR TO MADNESS AND JOY | 91 |
| OUT OF THE ROLLING OCEAN THE CROWD | 92 |
| AGES AND AGES RETURNING AT INTERVALS | 92 |
| WE TWO, HOW LONG WE WERE FOOL'D | 93 |
| O HYMEN! O HYMENEE! | 93 |
| I AM HE THAT ACHES WITH LOVE | 93 |
| NATIVE MOMENTS | 94 |
| ONCE I PASS'D THROUGH A POPULOUS CITY | 94 |
| I HEARD YOU SOLEMN-SWEET PIPES OF THE ORGAN | 94 |
| FACING WEST FROM CALIFORNIA'S SHORES | 95 |
| AS ADAM EARLY IN THE MORNING | 95 |
| CALAMUS. | PAGE |
| IN PATHS UNTRODDEN | 95 |
| SCENTED HERBAGE OF MY BREAST | 96 |
| WHOEVER YOU ARE HOLDING ME NOW IN HAND | 97 |
| FOR YOU O DEMOCRACY | 99 |
| THESE I SINGING IN SPRING | 99 |
| NOT HEAVING FROM MY RIBB'D BREAST ONLY | 100 |
| OF THE TERRIBLE DOUBT OF APPEARANCES | 101 |
| THE BASE OF ALL METAPHYSICS | 101 |
| RECORDERS AGES HENCE | 102 |
| WHEN I HEARD AT THE CLOSE OF THE DAY | 102 |
| ARE YOU THE NEW PERSON DRAWN TOWARD ME? | 103 |
| ROOTS AND LEAVES THEMSELVES ALONE | 103 |
| NOT HEAT FLAMES UP AND CONSUMES | 104 |
| TRICKLE DROPS | 104 |
| CITY OF ORGIES | 105 |
| BEHOLD THIS SWARTHY FACE | 105 |
| I SAW IN LOUISIANA A LIVE-OAK GROWING | 105 |
| TO A STRANGER | 106 |
| THIS MOMENT YEARNING AND THOUGHTFUL | 106 |
| I HEAR IT WAS CHARGED AGAINST ME | 107 |
| THE PRAIRIE-GRASS DIVIDING | 107 |
| WHEN I PERUSE THE CONQUER'D FAME | 107 |
| WE TWO BOYS TOGETHER CLINGING | 108 |
| A PROMISE TO CALIFORNIA | 108 |
| HERE THE FRAILEST LEAVES OF ME | 108 |
| NO LABOR-SAVING MACHINE | 108 |
| A GLIMPSE | 109 |
| A LEAF FOR HAND IN HAND | 109 |
| EARTH MY LIKENESS | 109 |
| I DREAM'D IN A DREAM | 109 |
| WHAT THINK YOU I TAKE MY PEN IN HAND? | 110 |
| TO THE EAST AND TO THE WEST | 110 |
| SOMETIMES WITH ONE I LOVE | 110 |
| TO A WESTERN BOY | 110 |
| FAST-ANCHOR'D ETERNAL O LOVE | 111 |
| AMONG THE MULTITUDE | 111 |
| O YOU WHOM I OFTEN AND SILENTLY COME | 111 |
| THAT SHADOW MY LIKENESS | 111 |
| FULL OF LIFE NOW | 111 |
| SALUT AU MONDE! | 112 |
| SONG OF THE OPEN ROAD | 120 |
| CROSSING BROOKLYN FERRY | 129 |
| SONG OF THE ANSWERER | 134 |
| OUR OLD FEUILLAGE | 138 |
| A SONG OF JOYS | 142 |
| SONG OF THE BROAD-AXE | 148 |
| SONG OF THE EXPOSITION | 157 |
| SONG OF THE REDWOOD-TREE | 165 |
| A SONG FOR OCCUPATIONS | 169 |
| A SONG OF THE ROLLING EARTH | 176 |
| YOUTH, DAY, OLD AGE, AND NIGHT | 180 |
| BIRDS OF PASSAGE. | |
| SONG OF THE UNIVERSAL | 181 |
| PIONEERS! O PIONEERS! | 183 |
| TO YOU | 186 |
| BIRDS OF PASSAGE. | PAGE |
| FRANCE THE 18TH YEAR OF THESE STATES | 188 |
| MYSELF AND MINE | 189 |
| YEAR OF METEORS (1859-60) | 190 |
| WITH ANTECEDENTS | 191 |
| A BROADWAY PAGEANT | 193 |
| SEA-DRIFT. | |
| OUT OF THE CRADLE ENDLESSLY ROCKING | 196 |
| AS I EBB'D WITH THE OCEAN OF LIFE | 202 |
| TEARS | 204 |
| TO THE MAN-OF-WAR-BIRD | 204 |
| ABOARD AT A SHIP'S HELM | 205 |
| ON THE BEACH AT NIGHT | 205 |
| THE WORLD BELOW THE BRINE | 206 |
| ON THE BEACH AT NIGHT ALONE | 207 |
| SONG FOR ALL SEAS, ALL SHIPS | 207 |
| PATROLING BARNEGAT | 208 |
| AFTER THE SEA-SHIP | 209 |
| BY THE ROADSIDE. | |
| A BOSTON BALLAD—1854 | 209 |
| EUROPE THE 72D AND 73D YEARS OF THESE STATES | 211 |
| A HAND-MIRROR | 213 |
| GODS | 213 |
| GERMS | 214 |
| THOUGHTS | 214 |
| WHEN I HEARD THE LEARN'D ASTRONOMER | 214 |
| PERFECTIONS | 214 |
| O ME! O LIFE! | 215 |
| TO A PRESIDENT | 215 |
| I SIT AND LOOK OUT | 215 |
| TO RICH GIVERS | 216 |
| THE DALLIANCE OF THE EAGLES | 216 |
| ROAMING IN THOUGHT | 216 |
| A FARM PICTURE | 216 |
| A CHILD'S AMAZE | 217 |
| THE RUNNER | 217 |
| BEAUTIFUL WOMEN | 217 |
| MOTHER AND BABE | 217 |
| THOUGHT | 217 |
| VISOR'D | 217 |
| THOUGHT | 217 |
| GLIDING O'ER ALL | 218 |
| HAST NEVER COME TO THEE AN HOUR | 218 |
| THOUGHT | 218 |
| TO OLD AGE | 218 |
| LOCATIONS AND TIMES | 218 |
| OFFERINGS | 218 |
| TO IDENTIFY THE 16TH, 17TH OR 18TH PRESIDENTIAD | 218 |
| DRUM-TAPS. | |
| FIRST O SONGS FOR A PRELUDE | 219 |
| EIGHTEEEN SIXTY-ONE | 221 |
| BEAT! BEAT! DRUMS! | 222 |
| FROM PAUMANOK STARTING I FLY LIKE A BIRD | 222 |
| SONG OF THE BANNER AT DAYBREAK | 223 |
| RISE O DAYS FROM YOUR FATHOMLESS DEEPS | 228 |
| DRUM-TAPS. | PAGE |
| VIRGINIA—THE WEST | 230 |
| CITY OF SHIPS | 230 |
| THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY | 231 |
| CAVALRY CROSSING A FORD | 235 |
| BIVOUAC ON A MOUNTAIN SIDE | 235 |
| AN ARMY CORPS ON THE MARCH | 236 |
| BY THE BIVOUAC'S FITFUL FLAME | 236 |
| COME UP FROM THE FIELDS FATHER | 236 |
| VIGIL STRANGE I KEPT ON THE FIELD ONE NIGHT | 238 |
| A MARCH IN THE RANKS HARD-PREST | 239 |
| A SIGHT IN CAMP IN THE DAYBREAK GRAY AND DIM | 240 |
| AS TOILSOME I WANDER'D VIRGINIA'S WOODS | 240 |
| NOT THE PILOT | 241 |
| YEAR THAT TREMBLED AND REEL'D BENEATH ME | 241 |
| THE WOUND-DRESSER | 241 |
| LONG, TOO LONG AMERICA | 244 |
| GIVE ME THE SPLENDID SILENT SUN | 244 |
| DIRGE FOR TWO VETERANS | 246 |
| OVER THE CARNAGE ROSE PROPHETIC A VOICE | 247 |
| I SAW OLD GENERAL AT BAY | 247 |
| THE ARTILLERYMAN'S VISION | 248 |
| ETHIOPIA SALUTING THE COLORS | 249 |
| NOT YOUTH PERTAINS TO ME | 249 |
| RACE OF VETERANS | 250 |
| WORLD TAKE GOOD NOTICE | 250 |
| O TAN-FACED PRAIRIE-BOY | 250 |
| LOOK DOWN FAIR MOON | 250 |
| RECONCILIATION | 250 |
| HOW SOLEMN AS ONE BY ONE | 251 |
| AS I LAY WITH MY HEAD IN YOUR LAP CAMERADO | 251 |
| DELICATE CLUSTER | 252 |
| TO A CERTAIN CIVILIAN | 252 |
| LO, VICTRESS ON THE PEAKS | 252 |
| SPIRIT WHOSE WORK IS DONE | 253 |
| ADIEU TO A SOLDIER | 253 |
| TURN O LIBERTAD | 254 |
| TO THE LEAVEN'D SOIL THEY TROD | 254 |
| MEMORIES OF PRESIDENT LINCOLN. | |
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