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Year : 1856
Work title : A Woman Waits For Me

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Leaves of Grass (1856)

  • Date: 1856
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

Poem of Procreation.

  • Date: 1856
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

It is I, you women—I make my way, I am stern, acrid, large, undissuadable—but I love you, I do not hurt

babes I beget upon you are to beget babes in their turn, I shall demand perfect men and women out of my

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