Leaves of Grass: The "Death-Bed" Edition
by:
Walt Whitman (author)
Abraham Lincoln read it with approval, but Emily Dickinson described its bold language and themes as "disgraceful." Ralph Waldo Emerson found it "the most extraordinary piece of wit and wisdom that America has yet produced." Published at the author's expense on July 4, 1855, Leaves of Grass...
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Abraham Lincoln read it with approval, but Emily Dickinson described its bold language and themes as "disgraceful." Ralph Waldo Emerson found it "the most extraordinary piece of wit and wisdom that America has yet produced." Published at the author's expense on July 4, 1855, Leaves of Grass inaugurated a new voice and style into American letters and gave expression to an optimistic, bombastic vision that took the nation as its subject. Unlike many other editions of Leaves of Grass, which reproduce various short, early versions, this Modern Library Paperback Classics "Death-bed" edition presents everything Whitman wrote in its final form, and includes newly commissioned notes.From the Trade Paperback edition.
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Format: hardcover
ISBN:
9780679600763 (0679600760)
Publish date: October 12th 1993
Publisher: Modern Library
Pages no: 736
Edition language: English
Category:
Classics,
Academic,
School,
Literature,
American,
Classic Literature,
Adult,
College,
19th Century,
Poetry,
Banned Books,
Fiction
Impregnato di Natura, essere etereo, anima, realtà. La mia rivelazione. ♥
Walt Whitman was a visionary, a tolerant and kind man, who spoke out about injustices and did not allow himself to conform. Looking into the soul of human motivation and reaction, he purposefully chose everyday people to demonstrate his loftiest ideas. He had deep feelings about humanity's return to...
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up -- for you the flag is flung -- for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths -- for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; - Walt Whitman Excerpt from Memories of Preside...
Objasnio mi mene. Svaka kritika bi bila suvišna.
Poetry is conquering my heart, little by little.