Leaves of Grass, by Walt Whitman (1855)
“We have yet had no genius in America, with tyrannous eye, which knew the value of our incomparable materials, and saw, in the barbarism and materialism of the times, another carnival of the same gods whose picture he so much admires in Homer; then in the middle age; then in Calvinism. . . .Yet America... Continue reading “Leaves of Grass, by Walt Whitman (1855)” ›