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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... "
History of the Civil War, 1861-1865 - Страница 438
по James Ford Rhodes - 1917 - 454 страници
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Wisconsin Journal of Education, Том 27

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...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...

The Cheltonian

Cheltenham College - 1868 - 412 страници
...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 !...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...

Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Том 32

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...

Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Том 32

Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1866 - 830 страници
...onlho deck my Captain lies, Fallcu cold and dead. " О Captain 1 my Captain ! rise up and hear tha bells ; Rise up, for you the flag is flung, for you the bnglc trill! ; For you bouquets und ribbon'd wreaths — for you the flhorcs a-crowdiiJg; For you they...

Poems

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 trills: For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths, for you the shores a-crowding : For you they call, the swaying...

Scribners Monthly, Том 21

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...you the flag is flung — for you the bugle trills; For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding; whose creations are so expressive,...

American poems, selected and ed. by W.M. Rossetti

American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 страници
...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...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...

American poems. With short biogr. notices of the most celebrated American ...

American poems - 1878 - 536 страници
...heart ! O the bleeding drops of red Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead ! 2. O Captain ! my Captain ! rise up and hear the bells...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...

Poets' Homes: Pen and Pencil Sketches of American Poets and Their Homes

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 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...

Once a Week

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; Rise...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...




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