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1819–1892

Old Age's Ship & Crafty Death's

Walt Whitman

From east and west across the horizon's edge, Two mighty masterful vessels sailers steal upon us: But we'll make race a-time upon the seas — a battle-contest yet! bear lively there! ( Our joys of strife and derring-do to the last! )

Put on the old ship all her power to-day! Crowd top-sail, top-gallant and royal studding-sails, Out challenge and defiance — flags and flaunting pennants added, As we take to the open — take to the deepest, freest waters.

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