 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.  Oral Reading & Public Speaking - Strana 322autor/autoři: John Reinder Pelsma - 1918 - 499 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 1897 - 404 str.
...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...feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will. The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with... | |
 | 1866 - 908 str.
...My fath«r does not feel my arm, ho has no pulse nor will; Bnt the ship, the ship, is anchored safe, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won. Exult, O shore, and ring, 0 bells ! But I with silent tread. Walk the spot my captain lies, Fallen cold and... | |
 | Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1866 - 840 str.
...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 will; But the ship, the ship is anchorM safe, its voyage closed and done ; From fearful trip,... | |
 | Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1866 - 830 str.
...does not feei my arm, ho hoa no pulac oor will ; But the ship, the ship is nnchor'd safe, its voyago closed and done ; From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; Exult, О shores 1 and ring, O bella ! But I, with silent tread, Walk the spot my Captaiu lies Fallen cold... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1868 - 464 str.
...! This arm I push beneath you. 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...father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will. But the ship, the ship is anchored safe, its voyage closed and done : From fearful trip the victor... | |
 | 1881 - 1008 str.
...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...tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. but here his limitations begin, for he is not great enough, unconscious enough, to do more... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1872 - 608 str.
...father does not feel my arm — he has no pulse nor will ; But the ship, the ship is anchored safe, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won. Exult, О shore, and ring, О bells! But I, with silent tread, Walk the spot my captain lies Fallen cold and... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 str.
...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...feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done ; From fearful trip, the victor ship comes in with... | |
 | 1875 - 804 str.
...character. Occasionally it sinks into ordinary metre, not disdaining even the assistance of rhyme : — Exult, O shores ! and ring, O bells ! But I, with...tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. At other times it expands into paragraphs, each occupying half a page, containing possibly... | |
 | American poems - 1878 - 536 str.
...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...My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor -^l1' The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done ; From fearful trip, the victor... | |
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