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Year : 1856
Work title : Song Of Prudence

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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 the Last Explanation of Prudence.

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

ALL day I have walked the city and talked with my friends, and thought of prudence, Of time, space, reality—of

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