The Story of Abraham Lincoln
Mary Agnes Hamilton
Paperback
(Forgotten Books, June 11, 2012)
Captain! my Captain !our fearful trip is done !T he ship has weathered 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 Oheart! heart! heart! Othe bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. OC aptain! my Captain I rise up and hear the bells; Rise up for you the flag is flung for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon dwreaths 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 dsafe and sound, its voyage closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won; Exult, Oshores, and ring, Obells! But I with mournful tread Walk the deck; my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.(Typographical errors above are due to OCR software and don't occur in the book.)About the Publisher Forgotten Books is a publisher of historical writings, such as: Philosophy, Classics, Science, Religion, History, Folklore and Mythology.Forgotten Books' Classic Reprint Series utilizes the latest technology to regenerate facsimiles of historically important writings. Careful attention has been made to accurately preserve the original format of each page whilst digitally enhancing the aged text. Read books online for free at