![]() ![]() 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 closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won Exult O shores, and ring O bells! But I with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. ![]() 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 Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You’ve fallen cold and dead. - With the sudden, shocking death of movie and comedic legend Robin Williams on Monday at the age of 63, fans have taken to Twitter to share their favorite scenes. print type: giclee edition type: open edition / signed by the artist print size: 29 x 44 cm (approx) frame size (standard): 46 x 62 cm (approx) standard.A175. O Captain my Captain rise up and hear the bells Rise upfor you the flag is flungfor you the bugle. O captain my Captain our fearful trip is done, The ship has weatherd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring But O heart heart heart O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. We know it from Robin Williams classic movie Dead Poets. O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. Watch a movie about a poet or with a poetry theme. It honors John Kennedy also and those who gave their last full measure of. The chorus is from the Walt Whitman poem of the same name - from his Leaves of Grass circa 1891. ![]()
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