Walt Whitman

Quotations

Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! My Captain!

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

Song of Myself

What is it that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the words I have ever read.

Stop this day and night with me, and you shall possess the origin of all poems;
You shall possess the good of the earth and sun

Leaves of Grass 'Walt Whitman' (sometimes referred to as 'Song of Myself')

O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won