Anthology of American Literature, Volume II, 9th Edition

Preface

About the Editors

 

The Literature of the Late Nineteenth Century

 

[NEW] Reading the Historical Context

 

[NEW] MARK TWAIN (1835-1910)

FROM    Life on the Mississippi

[Sir Walter Scott and the Southern Character]

 

[NEW] ALBION TOURGÉE (1838-1905)

FROM    The Invisible Empire

 

[NEW] Reading the Critical Context

 

WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS (1837-1920)

FROM    Criticism and Fiction

                [The Ideal Grasshopper]

                [American Fiction]

 

HENRY JAMES (1843-1916)

The Art of Fiction

 

[NEW] MARK TWAIN (1835-1910)

Fenimore Cooper’s Literary Offences

 

The Literature of the Late Nineteenth Century

 

WALT WHITMAN (1819—1892)

Preface to the 1855 Edition of Leaves of Grass

Song of Myself

FROM    Inscriptions

To You

One’s-Self I Sing

When I read the book

I Hear America Singing

Poets to Come

FROM    Children of Adam

From pent-up aching rivers

Out of the rolling ocean the crowd

As Adam, Early in the Morning

Once I pass’d through a populous city

Facing west from California’s shores

FROM    Calamus

In paths untrodden

Scented herbage of my breast

What Think You I take My Pen In Hand?

I saw in Louisiana a live-oak growing

I hear it was charged against me

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 

FROM    Sea-Drift

Out of the cradle endlessly rocking

As I ebb’d with the ocean of life

FROM    By the Roadside

When I heard the learn’d astronomer

The Dalliance of the Eagles

FROM    Drum-Taps

Beat! Beat! Drums!

Cavalry Crossing a Ford

Bivouac on a Mountain Side

Vigil strange I kept on the field one night

A march in the ranks hard-prest, and the road unknown

A sight in camp in the daybreak gray and dim

The Wound-Dresser

FROM    Memories of President Lincoln

When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d

FROM    Autumn Rivulets

There was a child went forth

Sparkles from the Wheel

Who Learns My Lesson Complete?

Passage to India

The Sleepers

From       Whispers of Heavenly Death

A noiseless patient spider

FROM    Noon to Starry Night

To a Locomotive in Winter 

FROM    Democratic Vistas

 

EMILY DICKINSON (1830—1886)

49            I never lost as much but twice

67            Success is counted sweetest

125          For each ecstatic instant

130          These are the days when Birds come back

165          A Wounded Deer – leaps highest

185          “Faith” is a fine invention

210          The thought beneath so slight a film

214          I taste a liquor never brewed

216          Safe in their Alabaster Chambers

241          I like a look of Agony

249          Wild Nights–Wild Nights!

258          There’s a certain Slant of light

280          I felt a Funeral, in my Brain

287          A Clock stopped

303          The Soul selects her own Society

324          Some keep the Sabbath going to Church

328          A Bird came down the Walk

338          I know that He exists

341          After great pain, a formal feeling comes

401          What Soft–Cherubic Creatures

414          ’Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch

435          Much Madness is divinest Sense

441          This is my letter to the World

448          This was a Poet–It is That

449          I died for Beauty–but was scarce

465          I heard a Fly buzz–when I died

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