Song for All Seas, All Ships by Walt Whitman

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To-day a rude brief recitative,
Of ships sailing the seas, each with its special flag or ship-signal,
Of unnamed heroes in the ships-of waves spread-
     ing and spreading far as the eye can reach,
Of dashing spray, and the winds piping and blowing,
And out of these a chant for the sailors of all nations,
Fitful, like a surge.

Of sea-captains young or old, and the mates, and of all intrepid 
     sailors,
Of the few, very choice, taciturn, whom fate can never surprise 
     nor death dismay,
Pick'd sparingly without noise by thee ol ocean, chosen by thee,
Thou sea that pickest and cullest the race in time, and unitest 
     nations,
Suckled by thee, old husky nurse, embodying thee,
Indomitable, untamed as thee.

(Ever the heroes on water or on land, by ones or twos appearing,
Ever the stock preserv'd and never lost, though rare, enough for 
     seed preserv'd.)

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Flaunt out O sea your separate flags of nations!
Flaunt out visible as ever the various ship-signals!
But do you reserve especially for yourself and for the soul of man 
     one flag above all the rest,
A spiritual woven signal for all nations, emblem of man elate above 
     death,
Token of all brave captains and all intrepid sailors and mates,
And all that went down doing their duty,
Reminiscent of them, twined from all intrepid captains young or old,
A pennant universal, subtly waving all time, o'er all brave sailors, 
All seas, all ships.

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