 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-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;...  The History of North America - Página 482editado por - 1906Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | Ernest Edwin Speight - 1900 - 328 páginas
...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. 1 rack = storm, stress. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not... | |
 | Barrett Wendell - 1900 - 594 páginas
...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 ia\het does noY fed my axm^Y&s xvo p\j\!&fc TVOX \V\\\, The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 954 páginas
...the shores acrowding, 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... | |
 | Goodloe Harper Bell - 1900 - 612 páginas
...Here Captain ! dear father ! This arm beneath your head ; It is some dream that on the deck You 'vc fallen, cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still ; Mv father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will : The ship is anchored safe and sound, its... | |
 | Barrett Wendell - 1900 - 598 páginas
...the shores acrowding, 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... | |
 | Goodloe Harper Bell - 1900 - 620 páginas
...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. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still ; My father... | |
 | William De Witt Hyde - 1900 - 506 páginas
...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. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still ; My father does... | |
 | Frank Townsend Southwick - 1900 - 472 páginas
...deck, you've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still ; My Captain does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will ; The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage is closed and done ; From fearful trip the victor ship comes in... | |
 | Edwin Emerson - 1900 - 734 páginas
...daring; But, 0 heartl heard heart! Oh, the bleeding drops of red. Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. . . . My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and etffl; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is anchored safe and sound,... | |
 | Charles Washington Moores - 1900 - 156 páginas
...a-orowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain 1 dear father t 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... | |
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