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Walt Whitman - Aboard At A Ship`s Helm
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ABOARD, at a ship`s helm,
A young steersman, steering with care.

A bell through fog on a sea-coast dolefully ringing,
An ocean-bell—O a warning bell, rock`d by the waves.

O you give good notice indeed, you bell by the sea-reefs ringing,
Ringing, ringing, to warn the ship from its wreck-place.

For, as on the alert, O steersman, you mind the bell`s admonition,
The bows turn,—the freighted ship, tacking, speeds away under her
         gray sails,
The beautiful and noble ship, with all her precious wealth, speeds
         away gaily and safe.

But O the ship, the immortal ship! O ship aboard the ship!         


O ship of the body—ship of the soul—voyaging, voyaging, voyaging.
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