Walt Whitman

(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

Walt Whitman Poems

321. Adieu To A Soldier 12/31/2002
322. Aboard At A Ship's Helm 12/31/2002
323. A Woman Waits For Me 12/31/2002
324. A Song Of Joys 12/19/2014
325. A Song 12/31/2002
326. A Sight In Camp 12/31/2002
327. A Riddle Song 12/31/2002
328. A Promise To California 12/31/2002
329. A Proadway Pageant 12/31/2002
330. A Paumanok Picture 12/31/2002
331. A Noiseless Patient Spider 12/31/2002
332. A March In The Ranks, Hard-Prest 12/31/2002
333. A Leaf For Hand In Hand 12/31/2002
334. A Hand-Mirror 12/31/2002
335. A Glimpse 12/31/2002
336. A Farm-Picture 12/31/2002
337. A Clear Midnight 12/31/2002
338. A Child's Amaze 12/31/2002
339. A Child Said, What Is The Grass? 1/20/2003
340. A Boston Ballad, 1854 12/31/2002
341. 1861 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Walt Whitman

O Captain! My Captain!

O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd 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.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills; 10
For you bouquets and ...

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WHAT are those of the known, but to ascend and enter the Unknown?
And what are those of life, but for Death?

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