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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SMALL THE THEME OF MY CHANT, by WALT WHITMAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Small the theme of my chant, yet the greatest - namely, one's-self Last Line: Once, and link'd together let us go.) | |||
Small the theme of my Chant, yet the greatest -- namely, One's-Self -- a simple, separate person. That, for the use of the New World, I sing. Man's physiology complete, from top to toe, I sing. Not physiognomy alone, nor brain alone, is worthy for the Muse; -- I say the Form complete is worthier far. The Female equally with the Male, I sing. Nor cease at the theme of One's-Self. I speak the word of the modern, the word En-Masse. My Days I sing, and the Lands -- with interstice I knew of hapless War. (O friend, whoe'er you are, at last arriving hither to commence, I feel through every leaf the pressure of your hand, which I return. And thus upon our journey, footing the road, and more than once, and link'd together let us go.) | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CAROL CLOSING SIXTY-NINE by WALT WHITMAN A CLEAR MIDNIGHT by WALT WHITMAN A FARM PICTURE by WALT WHITMAN A PRAIRIE SUNSET by WALT WHITMAN A VOICE PROPHETIC by WALT WHITMAN AN ARMY CORPS ON THE MARCH by WALT WHITMAN AN EVENING LULL by WALT WHITMAN |
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