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"Song of Myself" is a poem by Walt Whitman that is included in his work Leaves of Grass. It has been credited as "representing the core of Whitman’s poetic vision."
The poem was first published without sections as the first of twelve untitled poems in the first (1855) edition of Leaves of Grass. The first edition was published by Whitman at his own expense.
In the second (1856) edition, Whitman used the title "Poem of Walt Whitman, an American," which was shortened to "Walt Whitman" for the third (1860) edition.
The poem was divided into fifty-two numbered sections for the fourth (1867) edition and finally took on the title "Song of Myself" in the last edition (1891–2). The number of sections is generally thought to mirror the number of weeks in the year.
Following its 1855 publication, "Song of Myself" was immediately singled out by critics and readers for particular attention, and today, remains among the most acclaimed and influential poems written by an American.
Walter "Walt" Whitman (/ˈhwɪtmən/; May 31, 1819 – March 26, 1892) was an American poet, essayist and journalist. A humanist, he was a part of the transition between transcendentalism and realism, incorporating both views in his works. Whitman is among the most influential poets in the American canon, often called the father of free verse. His work was very controversial in its time, particularly his poetry collection Leaves of Grass, which was described as obscene for its overt sexuality.
Born in Huntington on Long Island, Whitman worked as a journalist, a teacher, a government clerk, and—in addition to publishing his poetry—was a volunteer nurse during the American Civil War. Early in his career, he also produced a temperance novel, Franklin Evans (1842). Whitman's major work, Leaves of Grass, was first published in 1855 with his own money. The work was an attempt at reaching out to the common person with an American epic. He continued expanding and revising it until his death in 1892. After a stroke towards the end of his life, he moved to Camden, New Jersey, where his health further declined. When he died at age 72, his funeral became a public spectacle.
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Leaves of Grass is a poetry collection by the American poet Walt Whitman (1819–1892). Though the first edition was published in 1855, Whitman spent most of his professional life writing and re-writing Leaves of Grass, revising it multiple times until his death. This resulted in vastly different editions over four decades—the first a small book of twelve poems and the last a compilation of over 400 poems.
The poems of Leaves of Grass are loosely connected and each represents Whitman's celebration of his philosophy of life and humanity. This book is notable for its discussion of delight in sensual pleasures during a time when such candid displays were considered immoral. Where much previous poetry, especially English, relied on symbolism, allegory, and meditation on the religious and spiritual, Leaves of Grass (particularly the first edition) exalted the body and the material world. Influenced by Ralph Waldo Emerson and the Transcendentalist movement, itself an offshoot of Romanticism, Whitman's poetry praises nature and the individual human's role in it. However, much like Emerson, Whitman does not diminish the role of the mind or the spirit; rather, he elevates the human form and the human mind, deeming both worthy of poetic praise.
A song is a single (and often standalone) work of music intended to be sung by the human voice with distinct and fixed pitches and patterns using sound and silence and a variety of forms that often include the repetition of sections. Written words created specifically for music or for which music is specifically created, are called lyrics. If a pre-existing poem is set to composed music in classical music it is an art song. Songs that are sung on repeated pitches without distinct contours and patterns that rise and fall are called chants. Songs in a simple style that are learned informally are often referred to as folk songs. Songs that are composed for professional singers are called popular songs. These songs, which have broad appeal, are often composed by professional songwriters, composers and lyricists. Art songs are composed by trained classical composers for concert performances. Songs are performed live and recorded. Songs may also appear in plays, musical theatre, stage shows of any form, and within operas.
Nightwish - Song of myself (with Lyrics) I only own the effort of making this video! Enjoy, comment & share!! Walt Whitman's poem link below http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1900.html Photos link below http://www.flickr.com/photos/88220232@N04/
Subscribe to the channel: http://youtube.com/brooklynfrank Song of Myself by Walt Whitman. Performed by Frank Marcopolos of http://frankmarcopolos.com. More? Sure: http://twitter.com/frankmarcopolos http://instagram.com/frankzmarcopolos -~-~~-~~~-~~-~- What IS the most dangerous game? "The Most Dangerous Game by Richard Connell (Audiobook)." LISTEN: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26zBjrQ-spQ -~-~~-~~~-~~-~- From Wikipedia (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Song_of_Myself): "Song of Myself" is a poem by Walt Whitman that is included in his work Leaves of Grass. It has been credited as "representing the core of Whitman’s poetic vision." The poem was first published without sections[2] as the first of twelve untitled poems in the first (1855) edition of Leaves of Grass. The first edition ...
The first two sections of Walt Whitman's seminal poem. Whitman sees himself in everything and everything in himself becoming what he observes, the "kosmos". There's a good full reading here by various readers - I prefer James: http://www.laits.utexas.edu/leavesofgrass/book/index.html
Walt Whitman's Song of Myself. An edited extract from his epic poem, Leaves of Grass. Poem edited by Matt Bedford -- http://www.americanfootsteps.net Video editing by Matt Bedford Read by David Muldoon -- http://www.myspace.com/boogeymanorchestra Music by Ennio Morricone -- "Once Upon a Time in the West" (Words at: http://americanfootsteps.wordpress.com/2009/08/11/walt-whitman-song-of-myself)
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ALL RIGHTS TO THIS SONG BELONG TO 'NIGHTWISH' AND 'NUCLEAR BLAST'. Nightwish~ Imaginaerum: Song Of Myself.
Nightwish - Song of myself (with Lyrics) I only own the effort of making this video! Enjoy, comment & share!! Walt Whitman's poem link below http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1900.html Photos link below http://www.flickr.com/photos/88220232@N04/
Subscribe to the channel: http://youtube.com/brooklynfrank Song of Myself by Walt Whitman. Performed by Frank Marcopolos of http://frankmarcopolos.com. More? Sure: http://twitter.com/frankmarcopolos http://instagram.com/frankzmarcopolos -~-~~-~~~-~~-~- What IS the most dangerous game? "The Most Dangerous Game by Richard Connell (Audiobook)." LISTEN: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26zBjrQ-spQ -~-~~-~~~-~~-~- From Wikipedia (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Song_of_Myself): "Song of Myself" is a poem by Walt Whitman that is included in his work Leaves of Grass. It has been credited as "representing the core of Whitman’s poetic vision." The poem was first published without sections[2] as the first of twelve untitled poems in the first (1855) edition of Leaves of Grass. The first edition ...
The first two sections of Walt Whitman's seminal poem. Whitman sees himself in everything and everything in himself becoming what he observes, the "kosmos". There's a good full reading here by various readers - I prefer James: http://www.laits.utexas.edu/leavesofgrass/book/index.html
Walt Whitman's Song of Myself. An edited extract from his epic poem, Leaves of Grass. Poem edited by Matt Bedford -- http://www.americanfootsteps.net Video editing by Matt Bedford Read by David Muldoon -- http://www.myspace.com/boogeymanorchestra Music by Ennio Morricone -- "Once Upon a Time in the West" (Words at: http://americanfootsteps.wordpress.com/2009/08/11/walt-whitman-song-of-myself)
Nick Courtright, an acclaimed English professor, will edit your paper or help you generate ideas. Please visit * editygroup.com/academic * for details!
ALL RIGHTS TO THIS SONG BELONG TO 'NIGHTWISH' AND 'NUCLEAR BLAST'. Nightwish~ Imaginaerum: Song Of Myself.
Song of Myself by Walt Whitman, Sections 1-16. A long poem, and one of my favorites, this will be uploaded in several installments.
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This is a 10 hour loop of the Little Einsteins Theme song Rap Remix. One of my friends got into it and so did I. So I made a 10 Hour loop of the song myself! You may have heard of this song in a vine compilation. Song Lyrics are down below! Original Song Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wlWCPVgYJZE ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- LYRICS: "We're going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship, Zooming through the sky... Little Einsteins Climb aboard, get ready to explore There's so much to find, Little Einsteins. We're going on a mission, start the countdown... 5, 4, 3,2,1 Everyone to rocket, rev it up now RRRRRRRRRRRRRRR We're going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship Zooming through the sky, Little Einsteins Climb aboa...
Here's my spirited narration of (portions of) Walt Whitman's Song of Myself, from his classic book Leaves of Grass. Parts read: 1-14, 46-52
All Rights by the Artists. -- Tracklist -- 0:00:00 Dark Chest Of Wonders 0:04:40 Wish I Had An Angel 0:09:33 She Is My Sin 0:14:26 Ghost River 0:20:30 Ever Dream 0:25:55 Storytime 0:31:40 I Want My Tears Back 0:37:03 - - - Screaming Audience 0:38:18 Nemo 0:42:55 Last Of The Wilds 0:49:33 Bless The Child 0:55:50 - - - Open Letter 0:56:42 Romanticide 01:02:14 A maranth 01:04:48 (Awesome Amaranth Drums ) 01:06:40 Ghost Love Score 01:17:10 Song Of Myself 01:24:14 - - - Outro Speech 01:25:10 Last Ride Of The Day 01:29:38 Outro (Imaginaerum) Floor Jansen ( Vocals ) Tuomas Holopainen ( Keyboards ) Emppu Vuorinen ( Guitar ) Marco Hietala ( Guitar, Vocals ) Jukka Nevalainen ( Drums, Percussion ) Troy Donockley ( Pipes, Whistles )
Audio remastered by RK Music. All Rights by the Artists. Nightwish - Live in Helsinki - End of an Era - DVD 2006 - HD Remastered Version 2015. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tNqqJb3QIVI Nightwish - Music Video - Wish I Had an Angel - HD Remastered Version 2015. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z9j9XfzP9kA -- Tracklist -- 0:00:00 Dark Chest Of Wonders 0:04:40 Wish I Had An Angel 0:09:33 She Is My Sin 0:14:26 Ghost River 0:20:30 Ever Dream 0:25:55 Storytime 0:31:40 I Want My Tears Back 0:37:03 - - - Screaming Audience 0:38:18 Nemo 0:42:55 Last Of The Wilds 0:49:33 Bless The Child 0:55:50 - - - Open Letter 0:56:42 Romanticide 01:02:14 A maranth 01:04:48 (Awesome Amaranth Drums ) 01:06:40 Ghost Love Score 01:17:10 Song Of Myself 01:24:14 - - - Outro Speech 01:25:10 Last Ride Of The Day 01...
Because everyone has wanted to hear this song, including myself, I decided to upload an hour long loop of it. Please enjoy, and check out some of my other content. I'm starting a new Let's Play tomorrow.
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[1. from a dusty bookshelf]
[2. all that great heart lying still]
the nightingale is still locked in the cage
the deep breath i took still poisons my lungs
an old oak sheltering me from the blue
sun bathing on its dead frozen leaves
a catnap in the ghost town of my heart
she dreams of storytime and the river ghosts
of mermaids, of whitman's and the rude
raving harlequins, gigantic toys
a song of mea song in need
of a courageous symphony
a verse of mea verse in need
of a ppure-heart singing me to peace
all that great heart lying still and slowly dying
all that great heart lying still on an angelwing
all that great heart lying still
in silent suffering
smiling like a clown until the show has come to an end
what is left for encore
is the same old dead boy's song
sung in silence
all that great heart lying still and slowly dying
all that great heart lying still on an angelwing
a midnight flight into covington woods
a princess and a panther by m side
these are territories i live for
i'd still give mt everything to love you more
[3. piano black]
a silent symphony
a hollow opus #1,2,3
sometimes the sky is piano black
piano black over cleansing waters
resting pipes, verse of bore
rusting keys without a door
sometimes the within is piano black
piano black over cleansing waters
all that great heart lying still and slowly dying
all that great heart lying still on an angelwing
[4. love]
i see a slow, simple youngster by a busy street,
with a begging bowl in his shaking hand.
trying to smile but hurting infinitely. nobody notices.
i do, but walk by.
an old man gets naked and kisses a model-doll in his attic
it's half-light and he's in tears.
when he finally comes his eyes are cascading.
i see a beaten dog in a pungent alley. he tries to bite me.
all pride has left his wild eyes.
i wish i had my leg to spare.
a mother visits her son, smiles to him through the bars.
she's never loved him more.
an obese girl enters an elevator with me.
all dressed up fancy, a green butterfly on her neck.
terribly sweeet perfume deafens me.
she's going to dinner alone.
that makes her even more beautiful.
i see a model's face on a brick wall.
a statue of porcelain perfection beside a violent city kill.
a city that worships flesh.
the 1st thing i ever heard was a wandering
man telling his story
it was you, the grass under my bare feet
the campfire in the dead of night
the heavenly black of sky and sea
it was us
roaming the rainy roads, combing the guilded beaches
waking up to a new gallery of wonders every morn
bathing in places no-one's seen before
shipwrecked on some matt-painted island
clad in nothing but the surf – beauty's finest robe
beyond all mortality we are, swinging in the breath of nature
in early air of the dawn of life
a sight to silence the heavens
i want to travel where life travels,
following its permanent lead
where the air tastes like snow music
where grass smells like fresh-born eden
i would pass no man, no stranger, no tragedy or rapture
i would bathe in a world of sensation
love, goodness and simplicity
(while violated and imprisoned by technology)
the thought of my family's graves was the only moment
i used to experience true love
that love remains infintie,
as i'll never be the man my father is
how can you “just be yourself”
when you don't know who you are?
stop saying “i know how you feel”
how could anyone know how another feels?
who am i to judge a priest, beggar,
whore, politician, wrongdoer?
i am, you are, all of them already
dear child, stop working, go play
forget every rule
there's no fear in a dream
“is there a village inside this snowflake?”
- a child asked me
“what's the colour of our lullaby?”
i've never been so close to truth as then
i touched its silver lining
death is the winner in any war
nothing noble in dying for your religion
for your country
for ideology, for faith
for another man, yes
paper is dead without words
ink idle without a poem
all the world dead without stories
without love and disarming beauty
careless realism costs souls
ever seen the lord smile?
allt he care for the world made beautiful a sad man?
why do we still carry a device of torture around our necks?
oh, how rotten your pre-apocalypse is
all you bible-black fools living over nightmare ground
i see all those empty cradles and wonder
if man will never change
i, too, wish to be a decent manboy but all i am
is smoke and mirrors
still given everything, may i be deserving