Classic and Contemporary Poetry

FANCIES AT NAVESINK: 8, by WALT WHITMAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Then last of all, caught from these shores, this hill
Last Line: The brain that shapes, the voice that chants this song.

Then last of all, caught from these shores, this hill,
Of you O tides, the mystic human meaning:
Only by law of you, your swell and ebb, enclosing me the same,
The brain that shapes, the voice that chants this song.