 | Walt Whitman - 1883 - 404 pàgines
...you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you, And you must not be abased to the other. Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your...Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice. I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, How you settled your head athwart my hips and... | |
 | 1899 - 870 pàgines
...self to speak, to express itself. "Not words," he says, "not music or rhyme I want, not custom nor lecture, not even the best — only the lull I like, the hum of your valued voice." He was not as particular as his critics have been ; all he asked was that the cosmic... | |
 | 1884 - 662 pàgines
...the average intellect ? Then he announces to his soul that he believes in it, and goes on to chant: " Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat," etc. Naturally, one would infer that he was still addressing his soul. If so, he becomes ridiculous... | |
 | Richard Hovey - 1896 - 236 pàgines
...gives it a feminine form, thus conveying the idea that the conceptions are similar but not identical. " Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your...Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice." He then recalls how once he lay on the grass, such a transparent summer morning, when this power first... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1897 - 474 pàgines
...you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you, And you must not be abased to the other. Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your...Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice. I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, How you settled your head athwart my hips and... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1897 - 500 pàgines
...soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you. And you must not be abased to the other. Ixiafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat,...even the best, Only the lull I like, the hum of your varved voice. I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, I low you settled your head... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1897 - 484 pàgines
...soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you. And you must not be alwsed to the other. Ixiafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat,...rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the Ixrst, Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice. I mind how once we lay such a transparent... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1897 - 462 pàgines
...in you my soul, the otforrfam must not abase itself to you, And you must not be abased to the other. Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat, Not words, not music or rKyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best, Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1898 - 320 pàgines
...you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you, And you must not be abased to the other. Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your...Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice. I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning;, O* How you settled your head athwart my hips... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1898 - 322 pàgines
...you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you, And you must not be abased to the other. Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your...Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, How you settled your head athwart my hips... | |
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Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat, Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best, Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice. 
