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  • O Captain! My Captain! By Walt Witman
  • O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
  • The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
  • The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won,
  • But O heart! 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; 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-crowdingFor you they call, the swaying mass, their eager facer turning
  • My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
  • Here Captain! dear father!This arm beneath your head!It is some dream that on the deckYou've fallen cold and dead.
  • From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;Exult O shores, and ring O bells!But I mournful tread,Walk the deck my captain lies,,Fallen cold and dead.
  • The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
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