Walt Whitman

(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

Walt Whitman Poems

161. I Saw Old General At Bay 12/31/2002
162. Europe, The 72d And 73d Years Of These States 12/31/2002
163. The City Dead-House 12/31/2002
164. Rise, O Days 12/31/2002
165. The Dresser 12/31/2002
166. Behold This Swarthy Face 12/31/2002
167. Joy, Shipmate, Joy! 12/31/2002
168. Chanting The Square Deific 12/31/2002
169. Starting From Paumanok 12/31/2002
170. Hush'D Be The Camps Today 1/3/2003
171. In The New Garden In All The Parts 12/31/2002
172. What Weeping Face 12/31/2002
173. Spirit Whose Work Is Done 12/31/2002
174. I Heard You, Solemn-Sweep Pipes Of The Organ 12/31/2002
175. Locations And Times 12/31/2002
176. The Base Of All Metaphysics 12/31/2002
177. Tests 12/31/2002
178. As Toilsome I Wander'D 12/31/2002
179. In Former Songs 12/31/2002
180. Roaming In Thought 12/31/2002
181. The Mystic Trumpeter 12/31/2002
182. When I Peruse The Conquer'D Fame 12/31/2002
183. Ethiopia Saluting The Colors 12/31/2002
184. Italian Music In Dakota 12/31/2002
185. Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me 12/31/2002
186. Out From Behind His Mask 12/31/2002
187. Hast Never Come To Thee An Hour 12/31/2002
188. Fast Anchor'D, Eternal, O Love 12/31/2002
189. Years Of The Modern 12/31/2002
190. Offerings 12/31/2002
191. Now List To My Morning's Romanza 12/31/2002
192. One Sweeps By 12/31/2002
193. That Last Invocation 12/31/2002
194. Not The Pilot 12/31/2002
195. I Hear It Was Charged Against Me 12/31/2002
196. Not Heat Flames Up And Consumes 12/31/2002
197. Quicksand Years 12/31/2002
198. Shut Not Your Doors, &C. 12/31/2002
199. When I Read The Book 12/31/2002
200. So Long 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Walt Whitman

O Captain! My Captain!


O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.


O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills; 10
For you bouquets and ...

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Native Moments


NATIVE moments! when you come upon me--Ah you are here now! Give me now
libidinous joys only! Give me the drench of my passions! Give me life
coarse and rank! To-day, I go consort with nature's darlings--to-night too;
I am for those who believe in loose delights--I share the midnight orgies
of young men; I dance with the dancers, and drink with the drinkers; The
echoes ring with our indecent calls; I take for my love some prostitute--I
pick out some low person for my dearest friend, He s

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