This work notes the superiority of a morning-glory at a window to "the metaphysics of books," and its speaker claims to "beat and pound for the dead" with cornets and drums.
This work notes the superiority of a morning-glory at a window to "the metaphysics of books," and its speaker claims to "beat and pound for the dead" with cornets and drums. One figure in this work "hides handsome and richly drest" behind a window, while its second section begins with a dismissal of perfumes in favour of natural smells. The speaker calls himself "divine ... inside and out" in this poem before inviting the reader to come loaf on the grass and later claiming sound a "barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world." This poem claims, "Every atom belonging to me as good as belongs to you," and its narrator comfortably admits to contradicting himself, since he is large and contains multitudes. Including a woman who spies on 29 bathers and some very extensive catalogues of American life, for ten points, name this 52-part celebration of "I," "you," and America, a poem by Walt Whitman.
This work notes the superiority of a morning-glory at a window to "the metaphysics of books," and its speaker claims to "beat and pound for the dead" with cornets and drums.
Song of Myself