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WHEN LILACS LAST IN THE DOORYARD BLOOM'D . . . 255 O CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN . . . . . . . . 262 HUSH'D BE
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O CAPTAIN! my Captain!
O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain!
my Captain!
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse
WHEN LILACS LAST IN THE DOORYARD BLOOM'D . . . 255 O CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN . . . . . . . . 262 HUSH'D BE
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O CAPTAIN! my Captain!
O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain!
my Captain!
or "To the Leaven'd Soil they Trod," Or "Captain! My Captain!"
Now I laugh content, for I hear the voice of my little captain,(says my grandmother's father;) We have
my Captain!
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! 1 O CAPTAIN! my captain!
Leave you not the little spot, Where on the deck my captain lies.
Fallen cold and dead. 2 O captain! my captain!
We closed with him . . . . the yards entangled . . . . the cannon touched, My captain lashed fast with
I laughed content when I heard the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cried
Only three guns were in use, One was directed by the captain himself against the enemy's mainmast, Two
Serene stood the little captain, He was not hurried . . . . his voice was neither high nor low, His eyes
Then the mechanics take him for a mechanic, And the soldiers suppose him to be a captain . . . . and
We closed with him, the yards entangled, the can- non cannon touched, My captain lashed fast with his
I laughed content when I heard the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cried
Only three guns were in use, One was directed by the captain himself against the enemy's main-mast, Two
Serene stood the little captain, He was not hurried, his voice was neither high nor low, His eyes gave
riddled and slowly sinking, prepara- tions preparations to pass to the one we had conquered, The captain
We closed with him—the yards entangled—the can- non cannon touch'd; My captain lash'd fast with his own
Now I laugh content, for I hear the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cries
Only three guns are in use; One is directed by the captain himself against the ene- my's enemy's main-mast
Serene stands the little captain; He is not hurried—his voice is neither high nor low; His eyes give
The black ship, mail'd with iron, her mighty guns in her turrets—but the pluck of the captain and engineers
We closed with him—the yards entangled—the cannon touched, My captain lashed fast with his own hands.
I laughed content when I heard the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cried
Only three guns were in use, One was directed by the captain himself against the enemy's main-mast, Two
Serene stood the little captain, He was not hurried—his voice was neither high nor low, His eyes gave
Then the mechanics take him for a mechanic, And the soldiers suppose him to be a captain, and the sailors
What do my shouts amid lightnings and raging winds mean?)
To rise thither with my inebriate soul! To be lost if it must be so!
songs in Sex, Offspring of my loins.
was still ringing little bells last night under my ear.
voice, approach, Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, Be not afraid of my body
What do my shouts amid lightnings and raging winds mean?)
To rise thither with my inebriate soul! To be lost if it must be so!
songs in Sex, Offspring of my loins.
was still ringing little bells last night under my ear.
voice, approach, Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, Be not afraid of my body
What do my shouts amid lightnings and raging winds mean?)
songs in Sex, Offspring of my loins.
Behold me where I pass—hear my voice—approach, Touch me—touch the palm of your hand to my Body as I pass
; Be not afraid of my Body.
all was still, ringing little bells last night under my ear.
O MY children! O mates!
O my body!
, Or that touches my face, or leans against me.)
songs in sex, Offspring of my loins. 13.
voice—approach, Touch me—touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, Be not afraid of my body.
What do my shouts amid lightnings and raging winds mean?)
Give me the drench of my passions! Give me life coarse and rank!
self myself from my companions?
songs in Sex, Offspring of my loins.
voice—approach, Touch me—touch the palm of your hand to my Body as I pass; Be not afraid of my Body.
beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my
As I see my soul reflected in Nature, As I see through a mist, One with inexpressible completeness, sanity
For they do not conceal themselves, and cannot conceal themselves. 9 O my body!
likes of the soul, (and that they are the soul,) I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my
poems, and that they are my poems, Man's, woman's, child's, youth's, wife's, husband's, mother's, father's
O MY children! O mates!
beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them, or touch any one, or rest my
As I see my Soul reflected in nature, As I see through a mist, one with inexpressible com- pleteness
O my body!
likes of the Soul, (and that they are the Soul,) I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my
beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my
As I see my soul reflected in Nature, As I see through a mist, One with inexpressible completeness, sanity
For they do not conceal themselves, and cannot conceal themselves. 9 O my body!
likes of the soul, (and that they are the soul,) I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my
poems, and that they are my poems, Man's, woman's, child's, youth's, wife's, husband's, mother's, father's
curious, breath- ing breathing , laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them, to touch any one, to rest my
As I see my soul reflected in nature, as I see through a mist, one with inexpressible com- pleteness
O my body!
are to stand or fall with the likes of the soul, I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my
instep, foot-ball, toes, toe-joints, the heel, All attitudes, all the shapeliness, all the belongings of my
beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them, or touch any one, or rest my
As I see my soul reflected in nature; As I see through a mist, one with inexpressible com- pleteness
For they do not conceal themselves, and cannot conceal themselves. 9 O my Body!
likes of the Soul, (and that they are the Soul;) I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my
instep, foot-ball, toes, toe-joints, the heel; All attitudes, all the shapeliness, all the belongings of my
beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them, or touch any one, or rest my
As I see my soul reflected in nature; As I see through a mist, one with inexpressible com- pleteness
For they do not conceal themselves, and cannot con- ceal conceal themselves. 9 O my Body!
likes of the Soul, (and that they are the Soul;) I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my
instep, foot-ball, toes, toe-joints, the heel; All attitudes, all the shapeliness, all the belongings of my
curious breathing laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them . . to touch any one . . . . to rest my
As I see my soul reflected in nature . . . . as I see through a mist one with inexpress- ible inexpressible