Walt Whitman and Abraham Lincoln 3.10

"I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear"

"The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boar - the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck."

"The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench - the hatter singing as he stands"

"The delicious singing of the mother - or of the young wife at work - or of the girl sewing or washing - each singing what belongs to her, and to none else"

"The day what belongs to the day - At night, the party of young fellows, robust, friendly, Singing, with open mouths, their strong melodious songs."

"O Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done"

"The ship has weater'd every rack, the prize we sought is won"

"Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead."

"Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills"

"For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning"

"Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head; It is some dream that on the deck, you've fallen cold and dead."

"My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse or will; the ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; from fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won."

"Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells! But I, with mournful tread, walk the deck my Captain lies, fallen cold and dead."

"On Monday, 29 December 1862, Walt Whitman wrote to Ralph Waldo Emerson that he had broken his 'New York stagnation' and was now 'wandering...through camp and battle scene' of the Civil War in and around Washington."

"Whitman began to receive contributions to aid him in the work he had undertaken with 'hospital soldiers'."