“Would you hear of an old time sea-fight?
Would you learn who won by the light of the moon and the stars?
List to the yarn, as my grandmother’s father the sailor told it to me.
…..
Serene stands the little captain,
He is not hurried, his voice is neither high nor low,
His eyes give more light to us than our battle-lanterns.”
- Walt Whitman
Song of Myself, 35.
