| Henry Augustin Beers - 1895 - 324 Seiten
...heart ! heart ! Leave you not the little spot Where on the deck my captain lies, Fallen, cold and dead. O captain ! my captain ! rise up and hear the bells...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... | |
| Charles Eliot Norton, George Henry Browne - 1895 - 392 Seiten
...heart ! heart ! 0 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...— 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... | |
| Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Frank Weitenkampf, John Porter Lamberton - 1895 - 460 Seiten
...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...— 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... | |
| Henry Cabot Lodge, Theodore Roosevelt - 1895 - 366 Seiten
...Heart ! Heart ! Leave you not the little spot, Where on the deck my captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O captain. My captain. Rise up and hear the bells...— 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... | |
| Henry Cabot Lodge, Theodore Roosevelt - 1895 - 376 Seiten
...Heart ! Heart ! Leave you not the little spot, Where on the deck my captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O captain. My captain. Rise up and hear the bells...— 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... | |
| Samuel Silas Curry - 1895 - 330 Seiten
...deck my Captain lies, fallen, cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Kise 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... | |
| Frederick Henry Sykes - 1895 - 690 Seiten
...flung—for you the bugle trills, 10 For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths—for you the shores aFor you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning ; Here Captain, dear father ! crowding, This arm beneath your head ! It is some dream that on the deck, 15 My Captain does not... | |
| Samuel Silas Curry - 1895 - 316 Seiten
...deck my Captain lies, fallen, cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Kise up — for you the flag is flung — for you the bugle trills, For you bouquet* and ribbon' d wreaths — for you the shores ac:ro wiling; For you they call, the swaying... | |
| Fred Lewis Pattee - 1896 - 496 Seiten
...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...for you the bugle trills; — For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths; for you the shore's a-crowding ; — For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager... | |
| 1896 - 532 Seiten
...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...— 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... | |
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