There ensues a group of a dozen powerful poems--"The Open Road," "The Broad-axe" and others--in which the life of ideal American manhood is celebrated, and the conception of America and her needs becomes more and more complete. In "Birds of Passage," the loins are girded for noble perils, and here the middle of the volume is reached. There follows, "Sea-Drift" and "By the Road-side"; the former, a group of poems contemplative, in middle life, of the mysteries of bereavement and of death; the latter, full of questions, doubts and warnings, leading up to the "Drum-taps," poems of war, of national consciousness and of political destiny. "Autumn Rivulets" are discursive and peaceful after the storm; they introduce a group, including "The Passage to India," in which the unity of the world is emphasised, a unity which is declared simultaneously by Whitman with the utterance of his thoughts of death. In "Whispers of Heavenly Death," he gives expression to many moods, to insurgent doubts and to triumphant faith. They are followed by an Indian-summer of miscellaneous poems, "From Noon to Starry Night," and the volume closes with the "Songs of Parting," and the identical words which in 1860 he had set at the end. There is little new in the book beyond the arrangement, and careful and final revision and readjustment of all the items to the unity of the whole. The main lines of the edition of 1860 are still followed; but since that version, most of the political poems have been added, and many of those which sing of battle and of death, with a considerable mass of the explanatory and philosophical material natural to later life. All this has necessarily qualified the earlier work, and has made the task of revision and adjustment necessary. For Whitman had a profound sense of congruity and character, and his alterations were dictated by his original purpose of creating a book which his own soul might forever joyfully acknowledge and attest, and even perhaps in future ages continue.[635] The book was his body, projected, out of his deepest realisation of himself, into type and paper, and it changed somewhat in all its parts as it grew to completion and became more perfect. FOOTNOTES: [608] _Comp. Prose_, 171-74, 433; Kennedy, 3 n.; Bucke, 223-26. [609] _Comp. Prose_, 173. [610] _Ib._, 172. [611] _Ib._, 174. [612] MSS. Wallace. [613] _Comp. Prose_, 176-80. [614] Kennedy, 3 n. [615] _L. of G._, 201. [616] _Comp. Prose_, 183. [617] _Ib._, 181; _supra_, 136. [618] Bucke, 100. [619] Williamson's _Catalogue_, facsimile mem. of 187; _Comp. Prose_, 315-17. [620] Kennedy, 74-79. [621] MSS. Johnston. [622] Kennedy, 77. [623] _Comp. Prose_, 180-85; Bucke, 147; MSS. Traubel. [624] Camden, x., 113. [625] See _supra_, 171. [626] Bucke, 147. [627] MSS. Diary. [628] MSS. Carpenter. [629] Bucke, 58, 148-53; Kennedy, 118, 119; Camden, viii., 288. [630] MSS. Johnston. [631] Bucke, 151. [632] _Ib._, 153. [633] MSS. Diary; _cf._ Donaldson.