Poem by Walt Whitman

Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 9. Old Age's Ship & Crafty Death's

From east and west across the horizon's edge,
Two mighty masterful vessels sailers steal upon us:
But we'll make race a-time upon the seas—a battle-contest yet! bear
      lively there!
(Our joys of strife and derring-do to the last!)
Put on the old ship all her power to-day!
Crowd top-sail, top-gallant and royal studding-sails,
Out challenge and defiance—flags and flaunting pennants added,
As we take to the open—take to the deepest, freest waters.

1. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 6. Thoughts
2. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 55. An Evening Lull
3. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 6. Apparitions
4. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 20. Thought
5. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 30. The Torch

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