Walt Whitman Dead Quotations

I sound my barbaric yawp over the rooftops of the world.

O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?

The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.

The question, O me! so sad, recurring - What good amid these, O me, O life? That you are here - that life exists and identity, that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.