Walt Whitman High

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    I heard the hissing rustle of the liquid and sands as directed to
    me whispering to congratulate me,
    For the one I love most lay sleeping by me under the same cover in the cool night,
    In the stillness in the autumn moonbeams his face was inclined
    toward me,
    And his arm lay lightly around my breast—and that night I
    was happy.
    Walt Whitman (1819–1892)

    In the far South the sun of autumn is passing
    Like Walt Whitman walking along a ruddy shore.
    He is singing and chanting the things that are part of him,
    The worlds that were and will be, death and day.
    Nothing is final, he chants. No man shall see the end.
    His beard is of fire and his staff is a leaping flame.
    Wallace Stevens (1879–1955)

    And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud.
    —Walt Whitman (1819–1892)

    Nature never rhymes her children, nor makes two men alike. When we see a great man, we fancy a resemblance to some historical person, and predict the sequel of his character and fortune, a result which he is sure to disappoint. None will ever solve the problem of his character according to our prejudice, but only in his high unprecedented way.
    Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)