 | 1881 - 1008 sider
...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 closed and done; From fearful...bells ! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. but here his limitations begin, for he is not great enough,... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 sider
...father ! This arm beneath your head ; It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. 3My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still...bells ! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. PRESIDENT LINCOLN'S BURIAL HYMN. WHEN lilacs last in the door-yard... | |
 | 1875 - 804 sider
...character. Occasionally it sinks into ordinary metre, not disdaining even the assistance of rhyme : — Exult, O shores ! and ring, O bells ! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. At other times it expands into paragraphs, each occupying half... | |
 | American poems - 1878 - 536 sider
...not answer, his lips are pale and still ; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor -^l1' The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed...bells ! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. PRESIDENT LINCOLN'S BURIAL HYMN. 1. WHEN lilacs last in the... | |
 | John Nichol - 1882 - 496 sider
...is flung — for you the bugle trills ; For you bouquets and ribbon wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding ; For you they call, the swaying mass,...bells ! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead." Nor inferior is his expression of a more general loss, that... | |
 | John Nichol - 1882 - 492 sider
...sound, its voyage closed and done ; From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won. Exult, 0 shores, and ring, O bells ! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead." Nor inferior is his expression of a more general loss, that... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1883 - 404 sider
...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 closed and done, From fearful...O bells ! But I with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. HUSH'D BE THE CAMPS TO-DAY. (May 4, 1865.) HUSH'D be the camps... | |
 | 1886 - 220 sider
...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...O bells ! But I with mournful tread Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. HYMN OF THE VAUDOIS MOUNTAINEERS. FOR the strength of the hills... | |
 | 1886 - 224 sider
...is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips arc pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he...O bells ! But I with mournful tread Walk the deck my Captain Ires, Fallen cold and dead. Walt Wliitnian. VAUDOIS MOU.VTAl.VEERS' HYMX. 97 HYMN OF THE... | |
 | Francis Fisher Browne - 1886 - 362 sider
...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 closed and done ; From...bells ! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. WALT WHITMAN. ABRAHAM LINCOLN. [Summer, 1865.] DEAD is the roll... | |
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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... 
