Old Age's Ship & Crafty Death's
1819-1892
From east and west across the horizon's edge,
Two mighty masterful vessels sailers steal upon us:
But we'll make race a-time upon the seas--a battle-contest yet! bear
lively there!
(Our joys of strife and derring-do to the last!)
Put on the old ship all her power to-day!
Crowd top-sail, top-gallant and royal studding-sails,
Out challenge and defiance--flags and flaunting pennants added,
As we take to the open--take to the deepest, freest waters.
DayPoems Poem No. 2232
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/2232.html">Old Age's Ship & Crafty Death's by Walt Whitman</a>
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