 | Walt Whitman - Poetry - 1993 - 150 pages
...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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with... | |
 | Richard Marius - Literary Criticism - 1994 - 592 pages
...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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with... | |
 | Catherine Reef - Juvenile Nonfiction - 1995 - 166 pages
...father ! This arm J4ft*iM&Hemfa*f»mi It is some dream that on the deck You 've fallen cold and dead. / My captain does not answer, his lips are pale and...father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will. Birhtha nhip.ffiir ship is anchored safe^its voyage closed and done : From fearful trip the victor... | |
 | Walt Whitman - Poetry - 1995 - 598 pages
...Walk the deck my captain lies, sleeping cold and dead. My captain does not answer, his lips are closed and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, But his ship, his ship is anchor'd safe — the fearful trip is done, The wondrous ship, the well-tried... | |
 | Kenneth M. Price - Literary Criticism - 1996 - 392 pages
...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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with... | |
 | Walt Whitman - Juvenile Nonfiction - 1997 - 56 pages
...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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with... | |
 | William J. Bennett - Juvenile Fiction - 1997 - 392 pages
...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 anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip, the victor ship comes in with... | |
 | Helen Ruth Bass, Diane Morrill - Education - 1998 - 132 pages
...killed just before the battle was won. This is the last verse of his elegy. O Captain! My Captain! My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and...will. The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage is closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won; Exult O shores, and... | |
 | Walt Whitman - Poetry - 2000 - 564 pages
...father! This arm I push beneath you; It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. 3 My captain does not answer, his lips are pale and...father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; But the ship is anchor'd safe, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes... | |
 | Walt Whitman - Poetry - 1999 - 568 pages
...and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; But the ship is anchor'd safe, 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 silent tread, Walk the spot my captain lies. Fallen cold and... | |
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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... 
