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篇1：惠特曼的春天的诗歌
正午未满，心情激动。从床上起来到阳台上迎接阳光
伸一伸懒腰，喉咙不由放出了我自己那跑调的歌
然后，我看见我跳舞、欢笑。我在看我的演唱会
我也看阳台下的人，我从一切人身上看到我自己：
没有一个人比我多一颗或者少一颗麦粒
夕阳下的河畔，柳树折射着饱满的、金色的风景
大雨之后的幼芽愈积愈多，生气勃勃的站在路边
而这些孩子的母亲，在青青草地的边缘挥开了多彩的水袖
这些微不足道的东西，我一直觉得跟任何东西都一样巨大
而当人们在热烈的讨论什么的时候，我却独自一人去沐浴：
流着汗的学者们与专家们在云雾里辩论，他们在斗争，在厮杀。
我没有对他们表示嘲笑，或者摇旗呐喊，我只是看着，期待着
不管他们任何人的拉扯，我站立着，歪着头看着，好奇的瞻望：
我相信你，但我的灵魂绝不向你屈尊。
我赞美我自己，同时也装饰着我自己，把自己
给与第一个愿意接受我的人 ，而在此之前我需要保持身体的干净
我相信潮湿的土块会生长出爱人和灯光。所以，我要离开。
东门外坐落着一个郁郁葱葱的小岛，那里有扑翅的鹭鸶会惊醒
207公交会整日经过那里，在那里，我们藏起了关于我们秘密的木格子
以及偷来的最甜最甜的红樱桃（初升的红太阳）
当我穿过天鹅湖面对这片真正的海，三只小船被搁在浅滩，昏昏欲睡
身后一排黑沉的巨木在风中低吟，冷漠的看着我们的影子在傍晚飘游
突然，树叶沙沙作响，我听到有人在树林外唤我的名字，它们在车上
（远去的世代都挤在公交，它们都转回头，或侧着脸向我凝望）
那比一波波春水还浅的目光，在回顾着我
我仿佛看到我变成另一个人呆在监狱，
并且同样感受到茫无边际的痛苦。
层峦叠嶂的山、树木，还有人群，在远古诞生的，在中古死去的，长命的.、要走的
我看到我穿着宝蓝色的衣服立在黑色的空气里，
然后，为着我的缘故，世界出现了良久的静默——
夜的湿气更深更深的侵入了我的身体。
在今天天晓之前，我爬到了后山上，望到天空拥挤不堪
第二天，我一个筋斗滚下来，头发上满是些稻草
一个小孩子问我：这是什么？——他双手满满的摘着一把草要送我
我终于看到这么多说着话的舌头了。我听到
（草说：从说尸的人的实验室里挣脱出来，我命中注定要在这里大声的发出高喊
它可能从我发出，却回荡在一切事物之上）
一度强盛，却一度衰微、零落的民族现在在发出震耳的声响了：
“无论你是谁，你都是那么壮丽。灵魂神圣！”
别人愿意忽略什么就让他们忽略，他们批判就让他们······
而我，只对我无拘束的信仰歌唱。于是我把草编织成花环
终于最后，我知道：日子就这样在一天又一天的圆满起来。
篇2：惠特曼的春天的诗歌
我在春天歌唱着为情人们采集这些，
（因为除了我谁还了解情人们和他们所有的悲欢呢？
除了我还有谁是伙伴们的诗人呢？）
我采集着，走遍着花园、世界，但是很快便通过了大门，
时而沿着池边，时而稍稍涉水，不怕打湿身子，
时而走近栅栏式的篱笆，哪儿堆积着从田野拾来的乱石，
（野花、藤蔓和杂草从石块间生长出来，部分地遮盖着它们，我从旁走过，）
在很远很远的树林里，或者后来在夏天，我随意漫步，还没想过要往哪里行走，
孤独地嗅着泥土的气息，不时在寂静中停止，
我本来以为独自一人，但很快有一群人聚集在我周围，
有的走在我旁边，有的在后面，有的抱着我的臂膀或脖子，
他们是我的已死或还活着的亲密的朋友的灵魂，愈来愈多，成了一大群，我自己便在其中，
我一边采集，一边分赠，一遍歌唱着同他们漫游，
摘下点什么作为纪念，谁离得近就向谁抛送，
这里，是紫丁香花和一根松枝，
这里，从我的口袋中掏出一些苔藓，我在佛罗里达从它悬挂着的一棵活橡树上扯下来的，
这里，是一些石竹和一把鼠尾草以及桂树叶子，
而这里，我此刻在池边涉水时从水里拔出来的，
（啊，这里是我上次看见他的地方，他温情地爱着我又回到我身边，永远不再分离，
而这个，啊，这枝芦笛的根，它将从此成为伙伴的标志，
青年们要用它来彼此交换！谁也不要推辞！）
还有枫树的小枝和一束野柑橘和栗子，
还有几枝红醋栗和梅花，以及芬芳的雪杉，
这些我以一团浓密如云的灵魂围绕着，
我漫步走过时指着它们，摸着它们，或者把它们松散地抛出，
告诉它们每一个他要得到什么，并给它一些东西；
不过，我从池边水中拔出的那个东西仍然保存，
我要把它给人，不过只给那些像我自己所能爱的那样爱着别人的人。
篇3：惠特曼诗歌诗词鉴赏
惠特曼诗歌诗词鉴赏
【1】：从此我不再希求幸福，我自己便是幸福。凡是我遇见的我都喜欢，一切都被接受，一切对我都是可爱的。从这时候起我使我自己自由而不受限制，我走到我所愿去的地方，我完全而绝对地主持着我自己。温和地，怀着不可抗拒的意志，从束缚着我的桎梏下解放我自己。 --惠特曼 《大路之歌》
【2】：当我活着时，我要做生命的主宰，而不做它的奴隶。 --惠特曼
【3】：哪里有土，哪里有水，哪里就长着草。 --沃尔特·惠特曼 《草叶集》
【4】：不求苍天俯就我的美意，但求永远恣意挥洒。 --惠特曼 《自我之歌》
【5】：因寒冷而打颤的人，最能体会到阳光的温暖。经历了人生烦恼的人，最懂得生命的可贵 --惠特曼 《草叶集》
【6】：我的信念是把最好的留着别说。 --惠特曼
【7】：艺术之艺术，词藻之神采，以及文学之光华皆寓于纯朴之中 --惠特曼
【8】：对人不尊敬，首先就是对自己的不尊敬。 --惠特曼
【9】：没有信仰，则没有名副其实的品行和生命；没有信仰，则没有名副其实的国土...... --惠特曼
【10】：当失败不可避免时，失败也是伟大的。 --惠特曼
【11】：人生，始终充满战斗激情。 --惠特曼
【12】：你说过得到胜利是很好的，是么？我告诉你失败也很好，打败仗者跟打胜仗者具有同样的精神。 --惠特曼
【13】：港口已不远，钟声我已听见。万千大众在欢呼呐喊，目迎我们从容返航，我们的船长威武而勇敢。 --沃尔特·惠特曼 《哦，船长，我的船长》
【14】：港口已不远，钟声我已听见。万千大众在欢呼呐喊，目迎我们从容返航，我们的船长威武而勇敢。 --沃尔特·惠特曼 《哦，船长，我的船长》
【15】：做一个世界的水手，游遍每一个港口。 --沃尔特·惠特曼
【16】：全世界的母亲多么的相象！他们的心始终一样。 每一个母亲都有一颗极为纯真的赤子之心。 --惠特曼
【17】：要像树和动物一样，去面对黑暗，暴风雨，饥饿，愚弄，意外和挫折。 --惠特曼
【18】：信心是灵魂的防腐剂。 --惠特曼
【19】：大地给予所有的人是物质的精华，而最后，它从人们那里得到的回赠却是这些物质的垃圾。 --惠特曼
【20】：O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we thought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring； But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red --惠特曼 《啊，船长，我的船长！》
【21】：你要到远处寻觅吗？你最后一定会回来的， 在你所熟悉的东西中找到最好的，或者像最好者一样好， 在你最亲近的人中找到最中意的、最强健的.和最爱你的...... 幸福、知识，不在别处而在这里。 --沃尔特·惠特曼 《草叶集》
【22】：没有信仰，则没有名副其实的品行和生命；没有信仰，则没有名副其实的国土…… --惠特曼
【23】：没有哪座为自由而牺牲者的坟墓不长出自由的种子， 而种子又必然生出种子， 春风带它们到远方播种，雨雪将滋养它们。 没有哪个被解脱躯壳的灵魂是暴君的武器所能吓跑， 它将在大地上到处无形地前进，低语着，商量着，告诫着。 自由，让别人对你失望去吧-------我永远不对你失望。 --沃尔特·惠特曼 《草叶集》
【24】：如果确有神圣的东西存在，那就是人的躯体。 --惠特曼
【25】：我的声音追踪着我的眼睛所达不到的东西， 我以我的舌头的转动绕便无数的大千世界。 --沃尔特·惠特曼 《草叶集》
【26】：我坐着，观望世界上所有的忧患，所有的压迫和耻辱.... 看着，听着，一声不响。 --沃尔特·惠特曼 《草叶集》
【27】：啊，船长！我的船长！我们完成了可怕的远航， 巨轮历尽风雨，我们赢得追寻的奖赏； 港口已近，钟声传来，一片欢呼的声浪； 稳健的大船，追随的目光，多么威武雄壮； 可是，心啊！心啊！心啊！ 心中的鲜血在滴滴流淌， 甲板上躺着我们的船长， 他已辞世，全身冰凉。 啊，船长！我的船长！起来听那钟声荡漾； 起来，旌旗为你招展，号角为你激昂， 花团锦簇，彩带飘飞，为你，岸边人群熙熙嚷攘； 人们把你呼唤，万头攒动，他们晃动急切的面庞； 在这里，船长，慈爱的父亲！ 你的头下枕着我的臂膀！ 那是甲板上的梦境， 你已辞世，全身冰凉。 --惠特曼 《哦，船长，我的船长》
【28】：Solitary the thrush, The hemit withdrawn to himself, avoiding the settlements, Sings by himself a song. Song of the bleeding throat, Death's outlet song of life, (for well dear brother I know, If thou wast not granted to sing thou wouldist surely die.) --惠特曼 《当紫丁香最近在庭园中开放的时候》
【29】：噢，船长，我的船长 啊．船长，我的船长！我们艰苦的航程已经终结， 这只船安然渡过了一切风浪，我们寻求的奖赏已经获得。 港口在望，我听见钟声在响，人们都在欢呼， 目迎着我们的船从容返航，它显得威严而英武。 可是，啊，心啊！心啊！心啊！ 啊．殷红的鲜血长流， 在甲板上，那里躺着我的船长， 他已倒下，已死去，已冷却。 啊，船长，我的船长！起来吧，起来听听这钟声， 起来，--旌旗正为你招展--军号正为你发出颤音。 为你．送来了这些花束和花环。 为你，熙攘的群众在呼唤，转动着多少殷切的脸。 这里，船长！亲爱的父亲！ 你头颅下边是我的手臂！ 在甲板上像是在一场梦里， 你已倒下，已死去，已冷却。 我们的船长 --惠特曼 《Oh Captain！ My Captain！》
【30】：离去之后是再来，永远偿还这永远的债务， 丰沛的阵雨，接着便是更加丰厚的报酬。 --沃尔特·惠特曼 《草叶集》
【31】：过去，未来，尊严，爱情-------如果它们那里有没你，你也就没有它们 --沃尔特·惠特曼 《草叶集》
【32】：我听见了谈话者的谈话，关于始与终的谈话，可是我不谈论始与终。 --沃尔特·惠特曼 《草叶集》
【33】：人生的意义，不在于财富的积累，而在于精神的追求和灵魂的宁馨。 --惠特曼
篇4：惠特曼简介
惠特曼
姓名：惠特曼
出生年月：18-1892年
国籍：美国
惠特曼是美国十九世纪杰出的民主诗人。他出身于农民家庭。当过木工、排字工、教师、报纸编辑、职员。他一生创作了大量诗歌，编入《草叶集》。惠特曼的创作分三个时期。南北战争前，他的诗歌主要是反对奴隶制和民族压迫，歌颂自由和民主，歌颂劳动和劳动人民，描写大自然和人。这时期创作了《自己之歌》、《一路摆过布鲁克林渡口》等诗篇。南北战争期间，他激励人们投入反奴隶制战争，歌颂战争英雄，哀悼被刺的林肯总统。小说诗歌文学作品有诗集《桴鼓集》。战后，惠特曼的诗歌揭露资产阶级民主的虚伪，讴歌欧洲革命运动，赞颂人类物质文明。诗作有《神秘的号手》、《通向印度之路》等。在艺术上，惠特曼打破传统的诗歌格律，创造了“自由体”的形式，借以充分地表达自己的思想感情。他的创作对欧美诗歌的发展影响极大。
篇5：惠特曼经典语录
1. 从此我不再希求幸福，我自己便是幸福。凡是我遇见的我都喜欢，一切都被接受，一切对我都是可爱的。从这时候起我使我自己自由而不受限制，我走到我所愿去的地方，我完全而绝对地主持着我自己。温和地，怀着不可抗拒的意志，从束缚着我的桎梏下解放我自己。
2. 哪里有土，哪里有水，哪里就长着草。
3. 当我活着时，我要做生命的主宰，而不做它的奴隶。
4. 不求苍天俯就我的美意，但求永远恣意挥洒。
5. 因寒冷而打颤的人，最能体会到阳光的温暖。经历了人生烦恼的人，最懂得生命的可贵
6. 我的信念是把最好的留着别说。
7. 艺术之艺术，词藻之神采，以及文学之光华皆寓于纯朴之中
8. 对人不尊敬，首先就是对自己的不尊敬。
9. 没有信仰，则没有名副其实的品行和生命;没有信仰，则没有名副其实的国土......
10. 当失败不可避免时，失败也是伟大的。
11. 人生，始终充满战斗激情。
12. 你说过得到胜利是很好的，是么?我告诉你失败也很好，打败仗者跟打胜仗者具有同样的精神。
13. 港口已不远，钟声我已听见。万千大众在欢呼呐喊，目迎我们从容返航，我们的船长威武而勇敢。
14. 港口已不远，钟声我已听见。万千大众在欢呼呐喊，目迎我们从容返航，我们的船长威武而勇敢。
15. 做一个世界的水手，游遍每一个港口。
16. 全世界的母亲多么的相象!他们的心始终一样。 每一个母亲都有一颗极为纯真的赤子之心。
17. 要像树和动物一样，去面对黑暗，暴风雨，饥饿，愚弄，意外和挫折。
18. 没有信仰，则没有名副其实的品行和生命;没有信仰，则没有名副其实的国土……
19. 大地给予所有的人是物质的精华，而最后，它从人们那里得到的回赠却是这些物质的垃圾。
20. 如果确有神圣的东西存在，那就是人的躯体。
21. 我坐着，观望世界上所有的忧患，所有的压迫和耻辱....看着，听着，一声不响。
22. 我的声音追踪着我的眼睛所达不到的东西，我以我的舌头的转动绕便无数的大千世界。
23. 离去之后是再来，永远偿还这永远的债务，丰沛的阵雨，接着便是更加丰厚的报酬。
24. 过去，未来，尊严，爱情-------如果它们那里有没你，你也就没有它们
篇6：惠特曼经典语句
惠特曼经典语句集锦
惠特曼语录第1条:人生，始终充满战斗激情。
惠特曼语录第2条:你说过得到胜利是很好的，是么？我告诉你失败也很好，打败仗者跟打胜仗者具有同样的精神。
惠特曼语录第3条:如果确有神圣的东西存在，那就是人的躯体。
惠特曼语录第4条:当我活着时，我要做生命的主宰，而不做它的奴隶。
惠特曼语录第5条:当我活着的时候,我要做生命的主宰,而不做它的.奴隶。
惠特曼语录第6条:人总得有希望。没有希望的心田,是寸草不生的荒地。
惠特曼语录第7条:与命运争吵的人,永远无法了解自己。
惠特曼语录第8条:播种的人撒下了种子,看到农夫在收获,会兴起类似的想法来：“生”是耕作,“死”是其归宿的收获。
惠特曼语录第9条:现在的这一分钟是经过了过去数亿分钟才出现的，世上再没有比这一分钟和现在更好。
惠特曼语录第10条:因寒冷而打颤的人，最能体会到阳光的温暖。经历了人生烦恼的人，最懂得生命的可贵。
惠特曼语录第11条:对人不尊敬，首先就是对自己的不尊敬。
惠特曼语录第12条:没有信仰，则没有名副其实的品行和生命；没有信仰，则没有名副其实的国土。
惠特曼语录第13条:当失败不可避免时，失败也是伟大的。
篇7：惠特曼诗歌分析A noiseless patient spider
I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated，
Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding，
It launch'd forth filament， filament， filament， out of itself，
Ever unreeling them， ever tirelessly speeding them．
And you O my soul where you stand，
Surrounded， detached， in measureless oceans of space，
Ceaselessly musing， venturing， throwing， seeking the spheres to connect them，
Till the bridge you will need be form'd， till the ductile anchor hold，
Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere， O my soul．
诗歌欣赏：Epistle from Mrs.Yonge to Her Husband
by Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
Think not this paper comes with vain pretense
To move your pity， or to mourn th' offense．
Too well I know that hard obdurate heat；
No softening mercy there will take my part，
Nor can a woman's arguments prevail，
When even your patron's wise example fails．
But this last privilege I still retain；
Th' oppressed and injured always may complain
Too， too severely laws of honor bind
The weak submissive sex of womankind．
If sighs have gained or force compelled our hand，
Deceived by art， or urged by stern command，
Whatever motive binds the fatal tie，
The judging world expects our constancy．
Just heaven！ （for sure in heaven does justice reign，
Though tricks below that sacred name profane）
To you appealing I submit my cause，
Nor fear a judgment from impartial laws．
All bargains but conditional are made；
The purchase void， the creditor unpaid；
Defrauded servants are from service free；
A wounded slave regains his liberty．
For wives ill used no remedy remains，
To daily racks condemned， and to eternal chains．
From whence is this unjust distinction grown?
Are we not formed with passions like your own?
Nature with equal fire our souls endued，
Our minds as haughty， and as warm as our blood；
O'er the wide world your pleasures you pursue，
The change is justified by something new；
But we must sigh in silence——and be true．
Our sex's weakness you expose and blame
（Of every prattling fop the common theme），
Yet from this weakness you suppose is due
Sublimer virtue that your Cato knew．
Had heaven designed us trials so severe，
It would have formed our tempers then to bear．
And I have borne （oh what have I not borne！）
The pang of jealousy， the insults of scorn．
Wearied at length， I from your sight remove，
And place my future hopes in secret love．
In the gay bloom of glowing youth retired，
I quit the woman's joy to be admired，
With that small pension your hard heart allows，
Renounce your fortune， and release your vows．
To custom （though unjust） so much is due；
I hide my frailty from the public view．
My conscience clear， yet sensible of shame，
My life I hazard， to preserve my fame．
And I prefer this low inglorious state
To vile dependence on the thing I hate——
But you pursue me to this last retreat．
Dragged into light， my tender crime is shown
And every circumstance of fondness known．
Beneath the shelter of the law you stand，
And urge my ruin with a cruel hand，
While to my fault thus rigidly severe，
Tamely submissive to the man you fear．
This wretched outcast， this abandoned wife，
Has yet this joy to sweeten shameful life：
By your mean conduct， infamously loose，
You are at once my accuser and excuse．
Let me be damned by the censorious prude
（Stupidly dull， or spiritually lewd），
My hapless case will surely pity find
From every just and reasonable mind．
When to the final sentence I submit，
The lips condemn me， but their souls acquit．
No more my husband， to your pleasures go，
The sweets of your recovered freedom know．
Go： court the brittle friendship of the great，
Smile at his board， or at his levee wait；
And when dismissed， to madam's toilet fly，
More than her chambermaids， or glasses， lie，
Tell her how young she looks， how heavenly fair，
Admire the lilies and the roses there．
Your high ambition may be gratified，
Some cousin of her own be made your bride，
And you the father of a glorious race
Endowed with Ch——l's strength and Low——r's face．
诗歌欣赏：Epitaph X
by Thomas Heise
My birthright I have traded for a petal dress
and a summer eulogy． I have pawned my soul
for this opal ring， the color of a pale， taxidermied eye．
If I could carry calla lilies on my shoulder once more
like an umbrella in daylight， I would lean them
on the cemetery gate and sleep until the groundskeeper found me．
For some of us， beauty is carcinoma．
The saint‘s stigmata is god’s rose， bestowed
for forgoing a human lover， who will， of course， die．
I died last year． My mother made her tears into crystal
earrings and clipped them to my ears． “Son， you will
pay for your sin，“ my father spoke from his throne of glass．
Stars burn a sharp， white nacre until they evaporate．
The moon‘s flamingo unfolds her iodine wings over the broken city．
My necropolis． My teeth are the fruit of your olive tree．
诗歌欣赏：Buying Stock
by Denise Duhamel
“……The use of condoms offers substantial protection， but does not
guarantee total protection and that while
there is no evidence that deep kissing has resulted in
transfer of the virus， no one can say that such transmission
would be absolutely impossible．”
——The Surgeon General， 1987
I know you won't mind if I ask you to put this on．
It's for your protection as well as mine——Wait．
Wait． Here， before we rush into anything
I've bought a condom for each one of your fingers． And here——
just a minute——Open up．
I'll help you put this one on， over your tongue．
I was thinking：
If we leave these two rolled， you can wear them
as patches over your eyes． Partners have been known to cry，
shed tears， bodily fluids， at all this trust， at even the thought
of this closeness．．
诗歌欣赏：Epithalamium
by Matthew Rohrer
In the middle garden is the secret wedding，
that hides always under the other one
and under the shiny things of the other one． Under a tree
one hand reaches through the grainy dusk toward another．
Two right hands． The ring is a weed that will surely die．
There is no one else for miles，
and even those people far away are deaf and blind．
There is no one to bless this．
There are the dark trees， and just beyond the trees．
诗歌欣赏：Barrio with Sketchy Detail
by Andrea Werblin
Except for the chickens humming to each other，
making themselves look boneless in the dirt，
I want no memory of this place．
I will leave gingerly．
I will leave strung out．
I will leave rocking on my heels in unbearable heat．
the Mexican girls still faking and mourning Selena
from their perfect cement stoops，
not yet sworn to the anger hanging
from their papas' mouths like cigarettes．
I will leave stunned， from across the room．
I will leave by instinct， my tongue intact．
I will leave understanding it
was always coming， before that night， even
before we met． Marta will stand quiet， a glyph，
Pedro offer beer in cups． We'll sit．
When I leave， the sky will be a gouache of scratches，
the morning sluggish， a cactus flowering．
Or I will leave in blistered dark． It will still be true．
篇8：惠特曼的名言
惠特曼的名言大全
1、我的信念是把最好的留着别说。
2、人生，始终充满战斗激情。
3、最可怕的.敌人，就是没有坚定的信念。
4、对人不尊敬，首先就是对自己的不尊敬。
5、如果确有神圣的东西存在，那就是人的躯体。
6、没有信仰，则没有名副其实的品行和生命；没有信仰，则没有名副其实的国土。
7、全世界的母亲多么的相象！他们的心始终一样。每一个母亲都有一颗极为纯真的赤子之心。
8、当失败不可避免时，失败也是伟大的。
9、没有信仰，则没有名副其实的品行和生命；没有信仰，则没有名副其实的国土……
10、当我活着时，我要做生命的主宰，而不做它的奴隶。
11、艺术之艺术，词藻之神采，以及文学之光华皆寓于纯朴之中。
12、你说过得到胜利是很好的，是么？我告诉你失败也很好，打败仗者跟打胜仗者具有同样的精神。
篇9：惠特曼英文简介
沃尔特·惠特曼简介
Walt Whitman (Walt Whitman, May 31, 1819 - March 26, 1892) was born in Long Island, New York, a famous American poet, humanist, who created the free body of poetry ), Its representative works are poems “grass leaves set”.
沃尔特·惠特曼生平简介
Born
Poet. May 31, 1819 was born in Long Island. The father was farming, and the poor moved to Brooklyn, working as a carpenter and building a house. He was interested in the imagination of the socialist thinker and the composer of the democratic thinker, Paine. Whitman studied in public schools, served as rural teachers; childhood also had a messenger, learned typography. Later in the newspaper work, has become editor. He likes to wander, meditate, and enjoy the beauty of nature; but he prefers the city and the streets, like opera, dance, speech, like reading Homer, Greek tragedy and Dante, Shakespeare's works. From February 1846 to January 1848, he was editor of the “Brooklyn Eagle”. In 1848 went to New Orleans to edit the newspaper and soon returned to Brooklyn. After five or six years, he helped the old father to build a house, operating a small bookstore, a small printing factory, free to loose, free to wander; and teenager, enjoy and boatman, navigator, coachman, mechanic, fisherman , Handyman, etc. make friends.
Grass set
1855 “grass leaves set” the first version of the advent of a total of 12 poems, and finally out of the 9th edition of a total of 383 poems. One of the longest one, that is later known as the “song of their own” that poem. A total of 1336 lines. The content of this poem almost includes the author's main thought of his life, is one of the most important poems of the author. The poem has repeatedly mentioned the grass leaves: grass leaves symbolize all ordinary, ordinary things and ordinary ordinary people. This epic poetry is universally cold, and only Emerson wrote a warm letter to the poet. Whitman received great encouragement from this letter.
“Grass set” is the most important work of Whitman poetry, named after the concentration of such a poem: “Where there is soil, where there is water, where the long grass.” Poems in the poems like the United States The earth's grass, vibrant and exudes attractive aroma. They are world famous masterpiece, created a new era of American national poetry. The author has bold innovation in the form of poetry, created the “free body” of the poetic form, breaking the traditional poetry of the law, to break the sentence as the basis of rhythm, the rhythm of free and unrestrained, Wang Yang unrestrained, Shu volume freely, with blew of momentum and no Not the capacity of the package.
1856, the second edition of “grass leaves set” published a total of 32 poems. “All the way through the Brooklyn ferry” is one of the poet's best works. In addition, “the song”, “song of the road” is also famous.
In 1859, “Saturday Weekly” published on the Christmas number of Whitman's excellent lyrics “from the never-ending swing in the cradle”, this is a love and death of the carol. The next year should be a publication of Boston, please print the “grass leaves set” version 3, this poem is the first “official publication”. There are 124 new poems, including “from the never-ending swing cradle” and three groups were named “song of democracy”, “Adam's descendants”, “reed” poetry.
War era
During the Civil War, Whitman, as a firm democratic fighter, showed his deep humanitarian character. When the war intensified, he took the initiative to Washington to serve as a nurse, all day care and injury of the soldiers, resulting in serious damage to health. His life is very hard, by copying the date, the money saved in the sick and wounded. He served as a nurse for nearly two years, approaching about 100,000 soldiers, and many later kept in touch with him.
Postwar life
After the war, Whitman was appointed as a small staff member of the Indian Affairs Office of the Ministry of the Interior. Soon the minister found that he was the author of the “Grass Leaf Set” and dismissed him; he later served in the office of the Minister of Justice for eight years. As a result of the exercise in the civil war, increased experience, political thought has also been improved, his creation has entered a new stage. In 1865, Whitman in New York at their own expense printed his poems in the late civil war “桴 drum set”, which received a total of 53 new poems. A few months later he published a sequel, including the memorial Lincoln's famous “recently lilac in the courtyard when the open.”
沃尔特·惠特曼作品出版情况
In 1867 the “grass leaves set” fourth edition only eight new poems, but the income of the “drum set” and its sequel. It is worth noting that the long article published in 1871 “democratic vision”, it summed up the author's literary and political ideas.
The fifth edition of the “Grass Leaf Set” was printed once in 1871 and 1872.
The first income of 13 new poems, the second income general critics recognized as the poet's last important long poem “Road to India” and a few new poems. In January 1873 Whitman was suffering from paralysis, writing ability from also depressed. But his optimism, love and sensitivity to life, his ideal of democracy, or so to death. His old age depressed unsuccessful, in addition to the preparation of several versions, and occasionally write some poetry. In 1876, the 6th edition of the “Grass Leaves” was published to commemorate the 100th anniversary of the Declaration of Independence. This is a collection of essays, including the two volumes, the first volume of the fifth edition of the content, the second volume he named “two streams”, including prose, 18 new poems, “leading to India Road ”and poems, poems tend to abstract. The text of the seventh edition (1881-1882) of the “Grass Leaf Set”, the title of each poem and the order of the arrangement, have been finalized, and this edition has received 20 new poems. Whitman continued to write poetry until his death in 1892.
In 1882 the poet published his essay collection “Typical Days”, which included the “democratic vision” article. Published in 1888, “November”, the income of 62 new poems and some articles, concentrated poems later income “grass leaves set” 8th edition (1889), and become “poem”. In 1891 Philadelphia's publisher published Whitman's new work “Goodbye, my fantasy”, where the poem became “grass leaves” and “poem”. “9” (1892), including “poem”, “seventy years” and “attached poem two” “goodbye, my fantasy.” Poet after the death of the poem “Elderly echo”, as “with poetry”. See 1897 to 1898 published collection, after the collection of the whole collection also income. After 1898 the universal collection, is the so-called “dying version”, that is published in 1892 edition 9.
“Flying in freedom and strength” was incorporated into the second edition of the first semester of the seventh edition of the seventh edition.
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