 | 1897 - 404 страници
...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 страници
...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...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... | |
 | Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1866 - 840 страници
...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 ; For you bouquets and ribbon*d wreaths — for you the shores a- crowding; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1868 - 464 страници
...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... | |
 | 1881 - 1008 страници
...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... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 608 страници
...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...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... | |
 | Arthur Gilman - 1879 - 340 страници
...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...— 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... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 610 страници
...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;...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... | |
 | Evan Rowland Jones - 1881 - 272 страници
...heart ! 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... | |
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Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and... 
