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I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul, The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me, The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into a new tongue.
- Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman is America’s world poet—a latter-day successor...
- Walt Whitman
I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,
A summary of “Song of Myself” in Walt Whitman's Whitman’s Poetry. Learn exactly what happened in this chapter, scene, or section of Whitman’s Poetry and what it means. Perfect for acing essays, tests, and quizzes, as well as for writing lesson plans.
"Song of Myself" includes passages about the unsavory realities of the United States before the Civil War, including one about a multi-racial slave. The poem is written in Whitman's signature free verse style.
422 I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul, 423 The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me, 424 The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into a new tongue. 425 I am the poet of the woman the same as the man,
I Celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air,
Song of Myself, 52 - The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering. I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable,I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
