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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. "
Century Readings for a Course in American Literature - 467. oldal
1919
Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről

Wisconsin Journal of Education, 27. kötet

1897 - 404 oldal
...turning. Hear 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,...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 ship comes in with...

Scribners Monthly, 21. kötet

1881 - 1008 oldal
...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,...fearful trip the victor ship, comes in with object won : Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells ! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen...

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

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...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 ship comes in with...

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

Arthur Gilman - 1879 - 340 oldal
...Here Captain ! dear father I This arm 'beneath'lyour head ; It is some dream" that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. • My Captain does not answer,...fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells I But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen...

Once a Week

Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 610 oldal
...turning. O captain, dear father! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. My captain does not answer,...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...

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

Evan Rowland Jones - 1881 - 272 oldal
...turning. O Captain ! dear father ! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead ! " My Captain does not answer,...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...

Poems of American Patriotism

Brander Matthews - 1882 - 318 oldal
...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...fearful trip the victor ship, comes in with object won: Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen...

American Literature ; an Historical Sketch, 1620-1880

John Nichol - 1882 - 496 oldal
...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,...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 ship comes in with...

American Literature ; an Historical Sketch, 1620-1880

John Nichol - 1882 - 528 oldal
...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,...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 ship comes in with...

Bugle-echoes: A Collection of Poems of the Civil War, Northern and Southern

Francis Fisher Browne - 1886 - 362 oldal
...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,...fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won : Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells ! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen...




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