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Old Age's Ship and Crafty Death's

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OLD AGE'S SHIP AND CRAFTY DEATH'S.1

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 extra top-gallants 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. Walt Whitman.

Notes

1. Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891). [back]

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