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Year : 1856
Work title : The Sleepers

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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

Night Poem.

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

Receive me and my lover too—he will not let me go without him.

Darkness, you are gentler than my lover!

I descend my western course, my sinews are flaccid, Perfume and youth course through me, and I am their

carefully darn my grand-son's stockings.

How he informs against my brother and sister, and takes pay for their blood!

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