| Education - 1897 - 404 pages
...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...call, the 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... | |
| Cheltenham College - Endowed public schools (Great Britain) - 1868 - 412 pages
...bells ! Rise up ! for you the flag is flung, for you the bugle trills ; For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths, for you the shores a-crowding: For you they...call, 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... | |
| England - 1866 - 908 pages
...the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; O cuptain ! dear father ! This arm I push beneath you; It is some dream that on the. deck You've fallen cold and dead." " My captain docs not answer, his lips are palo and still; My fath«r does not feel my arm, ho has no pulse nor... | |
| Walt Whitman - American poetry - 1868 - 464 pages
...bells ! Kise up! for you the flag is flung, for you the 'bugle trills: For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths, for you the shores a-crowding : For you they...call, 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... | |
| Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 608 pages
...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 - American poetry - 1873 - 556 pages
...; Rise up — for you the flag is flung — for you the bugle trills; For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding ; For you...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... | |
| American poems - 1878 - 536 pages
...; Rise up — for you the flag is flung — for you the bugle trills; For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding ; For you...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... | |
| Arthur Gilman - Authors, American - 1879 - 340 pages
...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...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 and dead. •... | |
| Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 610 pages
...bells; Rise up, for you the flag is flung, for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths, for you the shores a-crowding, For you they...call — 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... | |
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