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Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Poem of the Day
Joy, Shipmate, Joy! by Walt Whitman
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!