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" 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... "
Literary News - 第 147 頁
1892
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine, 第 32 卷

Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1866 - 840 頁
...hll-; Else 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 ; O Captain 1 dear father! This arm I push beneath yon: It It some dream that on the deck You've fallen...
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Scribners Monthly, 第 21 卷

1881 - 1008 頁
...indeed, he is true-born, — no bastard child nor impostor. He is at home with certain classes of men ; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces...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...
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American poems, selected and ed. by W.M. Rossetti

American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 頁
...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...Captain ! dear 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...
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American poems. With short biogr. notices of the most celebrated American ...

American poems - 1878 - 536 頁
...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...Captain ! dear 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...
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Poets' Homes: Pen and Pencil Sketches of American Poets and Their Homes

Arthur Gilman - 1879 - 340 頁
...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 I This arm 'beneath'lyour head ; It is some dream" that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. •...
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American Literature ; an Historical Sketch, 1620-1880

John Nichol - 1882 - 496 頁
...for you the bugle trills ; For you bouquets and ribbon wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding ; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces...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...
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Poems of American Patriotism

Brander Matthews - 1882 - 318 頁
...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...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...
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American Literature ; an Historical Sketch, 1620-1880

John Nichol - 1882 - 492 頁
...for you the bugle trills ; For yon bouquets and ribbon wreaths — for you the shores a-crowding ; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces...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...
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The Two Voices: Poems of the Mountains and the Sea

1886 - 222 頁
...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...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...
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Bugle-echoes: A Collection of Poems of the Civil War, Northern and Southern

Francis Fisher Browne - 1886 - 352 頁
...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...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...
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