AFTER the Sea-Ship--after the whistling winds;
After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes,
Below, a myriad, myriad waves, hastening, lifting up their necks,
Tending in ceaseless flow toward the track of the ship:
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The only poem by Walt Whitman was the one called Oh Captain, My Captain, which was beautiful, I recommend