Joy, shipmate, joy! (Pleas’d to my soul at death I cry,) Our life is closed, our life begins, The long, long anchorage we leave, The ship is clear at last, she leaps! She swiftly courses from the shore, Joy, shipmate, joy!
Where this text comes from
First published in Leaves of Grass (Washington, 1871). Located in this edition by matching this text's lines against the 1871 scan. The corpus text follows the 1891–92 arrangement, by which the poem had been revised. First located printing is this volume; an earlier periodical printing has not been established. [1]
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Cite this poem
Walt Whitman (1819–1892).
“Joy, Shipmate, Joy!.” First published in Leaves of Grass (Washington, 1871).
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