Walt Whitman

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

Walt Whitman Poems

321. Here, Sailor 12/31/2002
322. Ashes Of Soldiers 12/31/2002
323. Had I The Choice 1/3/2003
324. That Shadow, My Likeness 12/31/2002
325. Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 12/31/2002
326. Germs 12/31/2002
327. So Far And So Far, And On Toward The End 12/31/2002
328. As I Ponder'D In Silence 12/31/2002
329. I Sit And Look Out 12/31/2002
330. As I Ebb'D With The Ocean Of Life 1/3/2003
331. On Old Man's Thought Of School 12/31/2002
332. I Was Looking A Long While 12/31/2002
333. Come, Said My Soul 1/3/2003
334. Lessons 12/31/2002
335. Debris 12/31/2002
336. Sometimes With One I Love 12/31/2002
337. I Dream'D In A Dream 12/31/2002
338. I Will Take An Egg Out Of The Robin's Nest 12/31/2002
339. As I Watche'D The Ploughman Ploughing 12/31/2002
340. Song Of Myself, XI 1/20/2003
341. Pioneers! O Pioneers! 12/31/2002
342. Full Of Life, Now 12/31/2002
343. Song Of Myself, X 1/20/2003
344. Song Of The Open Road 12/31/2002
345. Bathed In War's Perfume 12/31/2002
346. A Proadway Pageant 12/31/2002
347. Out Of The Cradle Endlessly Rocking 1/20/2003
348. Give Me The Splendid, Silent Sun 12/31/2002
349. Faces 12/31/2002
350. I Sing The Body Electric 12/31/2002
351. Cavalry Crossing A Ford 12/31/2002
352. Aboard At A Ship's Helm 12/31/2002
353. As At Thy Portals Also Death 12/31/2002
354. Behavior 12/31/2002
355. A Paumanok Picture 12/31/2002
356. God 12/31/2002
357. After The Sea-Ship 12/31/2002
358. O You Whom I Often And Silently Come 12/31/2002
359. O Living Always--Always Dying 12/31/2002
360. In Midnight Sleep 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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Camps Of Green


NOT alone those camps of white, O soldiers,
When, as order'd forward, after a long march,
Footsore and weary, soon as the light lessen'd, we halted for the
night;
Some of us so fatigued, carrying the gun and knapsack, dropping
asleep in our tracks;
Others pitching the little tents, and the fires lit up began to
sparkle;

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