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Walt Whitman (18191892)

And the Universal Litterature

By Jos Antonio Garca

Introduction: Why Universal Litterature?


Why

I have choosen this topic?


Because I want to speak English in class, in front of my students Because it was a challenge for me

Universal

Litterature in the Spanish educational system


An option, not a must For students who like litterary studies, not scientific areas

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What

we study in Universal Litterature


The most important authors, mouvements and masterpieces from Antiquity to Contemporary Times: Greece, Rome, Medieval Age, Renaissance, Classicism, Romanticism, Realism All the genres: Essai, Poetry, Theatre and narrative forms (tales, novels, romans) Movies: Cinema is a good idea for educational aims

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Main

English and Irish authors:


Chaucer, Shakespeare, Swift, Defoe, Dickens, Wilde, Stevenson, Scott

Main

American authors:

Irving, Poe, Whitman, Melville, Twain, Hemingway


We

dont study Spanish neither Hispanic authors And what about African

Studying Whitman (18191892)


One

of the most important american poets, he influenced Eliot, Neruda, Pound, Borges He was middle-class, he worked as printer, journalist, charpenter, public servant, teacher Hard beginnings His masterpiece: Leaves of Grass, translated into Spanish by Len Felipe

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Leaves

of Grass was a scandalous work. Sexual poetry, plenty of love for life, Nature and women. Bisexuality? Plot: a man watches, faces the world and sings whitout prejudices, with freedom Coral heroe: not the individual human being, but the group, the society.

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Whitman

was the poet of the american democracy. He sang the immensity of american Nature, he loved Freedom and Equality, he was Lincoln and Jeffersons heir

Selected poems

Billingual selection-

http://poemaseningles2.blogspot.com/search/label/Walt%20Whitm

I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loaf and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air, Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin, Hoping to cease not till death. Creeds and schools in abbeyance, Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten,

O Captain! my Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; O CAPTAIN!


The ship has weatherd every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring: But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. () My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is anchord safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.

(In the preface to Leaves of Grass) (...) A new order shall arise, and they shall be the priests of man, and every man shall be his own priest (...)

A new order shall arise...

I have heard what the talkers were talking...


Clear and sweet is my Soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my Soul. () Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty and clean;
Not an inch, nor a particle of an inch, is vile, and none shall be less familiar than the rest.

I am satisfiedI see, dance, laugh, sing: As the hugging and loving Bed-fellow sleeps at my side through the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day, with stealthy tread,
Leaving me baskets coverd with white towels, swelling the house with their plenty,

Shall I postpone my acceptation and realization, and scream at my eyes, That they turn from gazing after and down the road, And forthwith cipher and show me a cent,
Exactly the contents of one, and exactly the contents of two, and which is ahead?

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