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Sunday, June 3, 2012
Jack Twyman: A Life Worth Remembering
Friday, June 1, 2012
O Captain! My Captain!
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| Written in 1865 after President Lincoln's assassination |
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.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills; 10
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.
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; 20
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
Walt Whitman
There are a lot of metaphors scattered around this poem. Captain is referring to Abraham Lincoln, the United States of America is represented by the ship and its fearful trip recollects the trouble of the Civil War.
Another famous saying that came out of his death was, "Now he belongs to the ages." (Though a historian said it might have been misheard. The person might have meant to say "now he belongs to the angels," which is not as powerful of a saying.)
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| Lincoln- America's 16th President |
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