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

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• I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
• O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won
• O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won O Captain! My Captain!
• 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
• What is it that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the words I have ever read.
• Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.