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per.00037.001per.00037.001_cropped For the Companion.

SHIP AHOY!1

In dreams I was a ship, and sail'd the boundless seas, Sailing and ever sailing—all seas, and into every port, 
  or out upon the offing,
Saluting, cheerily hailing each mate I met, little or big, "Ship ahoy!" thro' trumpet or by voice—from me some 
  friendly merry word at least,
For companionship and good-will to all and each. WALT WHITMAN.

Notes

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

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