 | 1897 - 404 oldal
...swaying mass, their eager faces turning. Hear captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold...still! My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will. The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done, From fearful trip the victor... | |
 | Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1866 - 840 oldal
...push beneath yon: It It some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. " My Captain docs not answer, his lips are pale and still ; 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,... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1868 - 464 oldal
...! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead ! 3My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still...: 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... | |
 | 1881 - 1008 oldal
...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...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 trip the victor... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 608 oldal
...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 cold...dead. My captain does not answer, his lips are pale ami still, My father does not feel my arm — he has no pulse nor will ; But the ship, the ship is... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 oldal
...father ! This arm beneath your head ; It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. 3My Captain does 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 and done ; From fearful trip, the... | |
 | American poems - 1878 - 536 oldal
...father ! This arm beneath your head ; It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. 3My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still...; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor -^l1' The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done ; From fearful trip, the... | |
 | Arthur Gilman - 1879 - 340 oldal
...swaying mass, 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...; 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 trip, the victor... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 610 oldal
...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 cold...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... | |
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For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, 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. 
