Joy! shipmate--joy! <br /> (Pleas'd to my Soul at death I cry;) <br /> Our life is closed--our life begins; <br /> The long, long anchorage we leave, <br /> The ship is clear at last--she leaps! <br /> She swiftly courses from the shore; <br /> Joy! shipmate--joy!<br /><br />Walt Whitman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/joy-shipmate-joy/
