 ... rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies,...  A Book of Ballads, Old and New - Pagina 174geredigeerd door - 1917 - 329 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1897 - 404 pagina’s
...heart! heart! О the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. О Captain! my captain! rise up and hear the bells, Rise...— for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon' d wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager... | |
 | Cheltenham College - 1868 - 412 pagina’s
...heart, heart ! Leave you not the little spot Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. ' O Captain, my Captain, rise up and hear the bells...flung, for you the bugle trills ; For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths, for you the shores a-crowding: For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces... | |
 | Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1866 - 840 pagina’s
...deck ray Captain lie?, Fallen cold and dead. "O Captain! my Captain 1 rise up and hear th9 hll-; Else up, for you the flag is flung, for you the bugle trills...bouquets and ribbon*d wreaths — for you the shores a- crowding; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning ; O Captain 1 dear father!... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1868 - 464 pagina’s
...my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. i. O Captain ! my Captain ! rise up and hear the bells ! Kise up! for you the flag is flung, for you the 'bugle trills: For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths, for you the shores a-crowding : For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager... | |
 | 1881 - 1008 pagina’s
...heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain ! my Captain ! rise up and hear the bells...ribbon'd wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding; whose creations are so expressive, and others so feeble and ill-conceived, that any discussion of their... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 608 pagina’s
...heart, heart ! Leave you not the little spot Where on the deck my captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. О captain, my captain, rise up and hear the bells; Rise...flung, for you the bugle trills, .For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths, for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call — the swaying mass, their eager... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 pagina’s
...! heart ! O the bleeding drops of red Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead ! a. O Captain ! my Captain ! rise up and hear the bells...— for you the bugle trills; For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding ; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager... | |
 | American poems - 1878 - 536 pagina’s
...THE DEATH OF LINCOLN). 1. O CAPTAIN ! my Captain ! our fearful trip is done ; The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought ., is won ; ' The...— for you the bugle trills; For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding ; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager... | |
 | Arthur Gilman - 1879 - 340 pagina’s
...bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain ! my Captain I rise up and hear the bells ; Rise up — for you the...their eager faces turning ; Here Captain ! dear father I This arm 'beneath'lyour head ; It is some dream" that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. •... | |
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