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When Whitman egged him to comment on “My Captain” (a poem Whitman himself several times ridiculed in
“O Captain! My Captain!”
Whitmanletsfly:“I’mhonestwhenIsay,damn‘MyCaptain’andallthe ‘My Captains’ in my book!
”thatturnedthepoetagainstit:“In some cases, as in Whitman’s ‘O Captain, My Captain,’ the high-water mark
My Captain!
I saw before me, sitting on the counter, a handsome, burly man, heavily built, and not looking, to my
me as more of a man, more of a democratic man, than the tallest of Whitman's roughs; to the eye of my
love had no bounds—all that my natural fastidiousness and cautious reserve kept from others I poured
Whitman might say to him "'od's my life, Saint Thomas, I am Snug the joiner & no lion, in this poem,
I, for my part, am no believer in the sacredness of the marriage ceremony, can imagine a perfect pure