 | 1897 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...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 - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 412
...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... | |
 | 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 908
...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... | |
 | Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 840
...swaying mass, their eager faces turning ; O Captain 1 dear father! This arm I push beneath yon: It It some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. " My Captain docs not answer, his lips are pale and still ; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulae nor... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 464
...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... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - عدد الصفحات: 556
...; 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 - عدد الصفحات: 536
...; 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 - 1879 - عدد الصفحات: 340
...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...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 - عدد الصفحات: 610
...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... | |
 | Evan Rowland Jones - 1881 - عدد الصفحات: 272
...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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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... 
