Walt Whitman Poems

ARE you the new person drawn toward me?
To begin with, take warning--I am surely far different from what you
suppose;
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AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore,
As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, and the dead
that return no more,
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from Memories of President Lincoln

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AFTER the Sea-Ship--after the whistling winds;
After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes,
Below, a myriad, myriad waves, hastening, lifting up their necks,
Tending in ceaseless flow toward the track of the ship:
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OVER the western sea, hither from Niphon come,
Courteous, the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys,
Leaning back in their open barouches, bare-headed, impassive,
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ABOARD, at a ship's helm,
A young steersman, steering with care.

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IN midnight sleep, of many a face of anguish,
Of the look at first of the mortally wounded--of that indescribable
look;
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AS I watch'd the ploughman ploughing,
Or the sower sowing in the fields- or the harvester harvesting,
I saw there too, O life and death, your analogies:
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AS I lay with my head in your lap, Camerado,
The confession I made I resume--what I said to you in the open air I
resume:
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A LEAF for hand in hand!
You natural persons old and young!
You on the Mississippi, and on all the branches and bayous of the
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