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" For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does... "
American poems. With short biogr. notices of the most celebrated American ... - 323. oldal
szerző: American poems - 1878
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Wisconsin Journal of Education, 27. kötet

1897 - 404 oldal
...and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won; Exult О shores, and ring О bells! But I with mournful tread, Walk the deck my captain lies Fallen cold and dead. Patroling Barnegat. 106 107 Shouts of demoniac laughter, fitfully piercing and pealing, Waves,...

Harper's New Monthly Magazine, 32. kötet

Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1866 - 840 oldal
...; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulae nor will; But the ship, the ship is anchorM safe, its voyage closed and done ; From fearful trip, the...won; Exult, O shores! and ring, O bells! But I, with silent tread, Walk the spot my Captain lies Fallen cold and dead." In the song of the Drum there is...

The Fortnightly Review, 4. kötet;6. kötet

1866 - 908 oldal
...My fath«r does not feel my arm, ho has no pulse nor will; Bnt the ship, the ship, is anchored safe, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won. Exult, O shore, and ring, 0 bells ! But I with silent tread. Walk the spot my captain lies, Fallen cold and...

Harper's New Monthly Magazine, 32. kötet

Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1866 - 830 oldal
...does not feei my arm, ho hoa no pulac oor will ; But the ship, the ship is nnchor'd safe, its voyago closed and done ; From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; Exult, О shores 1 and ring, O bella ! But I, with silent tread, Walk the spot my Captaiu lies Fallen cold...

Poems

Walt Whitman - 1868 - 464 oldal
...My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will. But the ship, the ship is anchored safe, its voyage closed and done : From fearful trip the...Exult, O shores ! and ring, O bells ! But I, with silent tread, Walk the spot my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. PIONEERS ! O PIONEERS ! I. OME,...

Scribners Monthly, 21. kötet

1881 - 1008 oldal
...are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will : The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful...tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. but here his limitations begin, for he is not great enough, unconscious enough, to do more...

Once a Week

Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 608 oldal
...father does not feel my arm — he has no pulse nor will ; But the ship, the ship is anchored safe, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won. Exult, О shore, and ring, О bells! But I, with silent tread, Walk the spot my captain lies Fallen cold and...

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

American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 oldal
...not answer, his lips are pale and still ; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed...Fallen cold and dead. PRESIDENT LINCOLN'S BURIAL HYMN. WHEN lilacs last in the door-yard bloomed, And the great star early drooped in the western sky in the...

The Gentleman's Magazine, 238. kötet

1875 - 804 oldal
...character. Occasionally it sinks into ordinary metre, not disdaining even the assistance of rhyme : — Exult, O shores ! and ring, O bells ! But I, with...tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. At other times it expands into paragraphs, each occupying half a page, containing possibly...

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

Arthur Gilman - 1879 - 340 oldal
...are pale and still ; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful...with object won; Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells I But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. JOAQUIN MILLER....




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