Savantism
Walt Whitman
THITHER, as I look, I see each result and glory retracing itself and nestling close, always obligated; Thither hours, months, years--thither trades, compacts, establishments, even the most minute; Thither every-day life, speech, utensils, politics, persons, estates; Thither we also, I with my leaves and songs, trustful, admirant, As a father, to his father going, takes his children along with him.
Next 10 Poems
- Walt Whitman : Says
- Walt Whitman : Scented Herbage Of My Breast
- Walt Whitman : Sea-shore Memories
- Walt Whitman : Shut Not Your Doors, &c.
- Walt Whitman : Sing Of The Banner At Day-break
- Walt Whitman : So Far And So Far, And On Toward The End
- Walt Whitman : So Long
- Walt Whitman : Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb
- Walt Whitman : Sometimes With One I Love
- Walt Whitman : Song At Sunset
Previous 10 Poems
- Walt Whitman : Salut Au Monde
- Walt Whitman : Roots And Leaves Themselves Alone
- Walt Whitman : Roaming In Thought
- Walt Whitman : Rise, O Days
- Walt Whitman : Respondez!
- Walt Whitman : Recorders Ages Hence
- Walt Whitman : Reconciliation
- Walt Whitman : Race Of Veterans
- Walt Whitman : Quicksand Years
- Walt Whitman : Proud Music Of The Storm