 | Harry Thurston Peck, Frank R. Stockton, Julian Hawthorne - 1901 - 450 pages
...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...Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head I It is some dream that on the deck You 've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips... | |
 | Wilmot Brookings Mitchell - 1901 - 476 pages
...eager faces turning ; Hear captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head ! It is some dream there on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. My 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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 pages
...a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! The arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the...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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1993 - 150 pages
...- 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...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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage... | |
 | 1993 - 412 pages
...trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths shores crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, the turning; Here, Captain! dear father! This arm beneath...dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. the bells r you th @ for y icir eage ebell you t - for ir eat ebugle you 山e erfaces My Captain does... | |
 | Richard Marius - 1994 - 592 pages
...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...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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage... | |
 | Kenneth M. Price - 1996 - 392 pages
...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...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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1997 - 56 pages
...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...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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage... | |
 | William J. Bennett - 1997 - 392 pages
...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...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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage... | |
 | Robert X. Leeds - 1999 - 366 pages
...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...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 anchor'd safe and sound, Its voyage... | |
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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; Here... 
