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" ... 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, Fallen... "
An American Anthology, 1787-1900: Selections Illustrating the Editor's ... - Sivu 227
muokkaaja - 1900 - 878 sivua
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The Cheltonian

Cheltenham College - 1868 - 412 sivua
...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 !...call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning. O Captain ! dear father ! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen...

Poems

Walt Whitman - 1868 - 464 sivua
...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...call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning. O Captain ! dear father ! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen...

Scribners Monthly, Nide 21

1881 - 1008 sivua
...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...— for you the bugle trills; For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding; whose creations are so expressive, and others so...

Once a Week

Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 608 sivua
...the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring. But heart, heart, heart ! Leave you not the little spot Where on the deck my captain lies, Fallen cold and...call — the swaying mass, their eager faces turning. О captain, dear father! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen...

Once a Week

Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 610 sivua
...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; Rise...call — the swaying mass, their eager faces turning. O captain, dear father! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen...

Four Years in the Army of the Potomac: A Soldier's Recollections

Evan Rowland Jones - 1881 - 274 sivua
...! heart ! Leave you not the little spot Whereon the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. " O Captain ! my Captain ! rise up and hear the bells...call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning. O Captain ! dear father ! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen...

Poems of American Patriotism

Brander Matthews - 1882 - 318 sivua
...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; 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...

American Literature ; an Historical Sketch, 1620-1880

John Nichol - 1882 - 496 sivua
...! heart ! 0 the bleeding drops of red Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead ! " 0 Captain ! my Captain ! rise up and hear the bells...— for you the bugle trills ; For you bouquets and ribbon wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding ; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager...

American Literature ; an Historical Sketch, 1620-1880

John Nichol - 1882 - 492 sivua
...! 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...— for you the bugle trills ; For you bouquets and ribbon wreaths — for you the shores a-crowdini; ; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager...

Leaves of Grass

Walt Whitman - 1883 - 404 sivua
...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...— 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...




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