infidelistic

While aware that much can be said even in behalf of all this, we perceive that we have not now to consider the question of what is demanded to serve a half-starved and barbarous nation, or set of nations, but what is most applicable, most pertinent, for numerous congeries of conventional, over-corpulent societies, already becoming stifled and rotten with flatulent, infidelistic literature, and polite conformity and art.

Democratic Vistas: Paras. 60–89. Collect 1892

While aware that much can be said even in behalf of all this, we perceive that we have not now to consider the question of what is demanded to serve a half-starved and barbarous nation, or set of nations, but what is most applicable, most pertinent, for numerous congeries of conventional, over-corpulent societies, already becoming stifled and rotten with flatulent, infidelistic literature, and polite conformity and art.

Collect ; from Complete Poetry and Collected Prose 1855

Modern society, in its largest vein, is essentially intellectual, infidelistic -- secretly admires, and depends most on, pure compulsion or science, its rule and sovereignty -- is, in short, in "cultivated" quarters, deeply Napoleonic.

Notes Left Over ; from Complete Poetry and Collected Prose 1855

Modern society, in its largest vein, is essentially intellectual, infidelistic -- secretly admires, and depends most on, pure compulsion or science, its rule and sovereignty -- is, in short, in

Complete Prose Works Specimen Days and Collect, November Boughs and Goodbye My Fancy Walt Whitman 1855

While aware that much can be said even in behalf of all this, we perceive that we have not now to consider the question of what is demanded to serve a half-starved and barbarous nation, or set of nations, but what is most applicable, most pertinent, for numerous congeries of conventional, over-corpulent societies, already becoming stifled and rotten with flatulent, infidelistic literature, and polite conformity and art.

Complete Prose Works Specimen Days and Collect, November Boughs and Goodbye My Fancy Walt Whitman 1855