One Hour To Madness and Joy

"One Hour to Madness and Joy" is a poem by Walt Whitman.




Walt Whitman
Leaves of Grass
(1855–1892)
  • "Crossing Brooklyn Ferry" (1855)
  • "Hush'd Be the Camps To-Day" (1865)
  • "I Sing the Body Electric" (1865)
  • "A Noiseless Patient Spider" (1891)
  • "O Captain! My Captain!" (1865)
  • "One Hour to Madness and Joy" (1860)
  • "One's Self I Sing" (1867)
  • "Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking" (1859)
  • "Patrolling Barnegat" (1856)
  • "Pioneers! O Pioneers!" (1865)
  • "Prayer of Columbus" (1900)
  • "Song of Myself" (1855)
  • "Song of the Open Road" (1856)
  • "This Dust Was Once the Man" (1871)
  • "When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd" (1865)
Sections
Calamus
Sea-Drift
Drum-Taps
Other works
  • Franklin Evans (1842)
  • Democratic Vistas (1871)
Adaptations
  • Sea Drift (1906)
  • A Sea Symphony (1909)
  • When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd (1946)
  • The Wound-Dresser (1989)
  • Lilacs (1996)
Related
  • "Body Electric" (2012)
  • Steven van Leeuwen
Honoraria
  • Walt Whitman Award
  • Walt Whitman Birthplace State Historic Site
  • Walt Whitman Bridge
  • Walt Whitman High School (Maryland)
  • Walt Whitman High School (New York)
  • Walt Whitman House
  • Walt Whitman Shops


Famous quotes containing the words hour, madness and/or joy:

    “Never invite to dinner: those who won’t decide until the last minute; those who come more than half an hour late; those who want to bring along two or three friends; drunks; monologists; those who stay until three o’clock in the morning; those who think that conversation means having an argument; those who take a high moral tone; those who are stupid, ugly, or dull. Enforcement of these rules will enable one to eat alone every night in comfort.”
    —Mason Cooley (b. 1927)

    “If in madness of delusion, anyone shall lift his parricidal hand against this blessed union ... the arms of thousands will be raised to save it, and the curse of millions will fall upon the head which may have plotted its destruction.”
    —Andrew Jackson (1767–1845)

    “It is in these acts called trivialities that the seeds of joy are forever wasted, until men and women look round with haggard faces at the devastation their own waste has made, and say, the earth bears no harvest of sweetness—calling their denial knowledge.”
    —George Eliot [Mary Ann (or Marian)