The Riverside song book/O Captain My Captain
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN!
Walt Whitman. Arr. from C. M. Wyman.
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O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
0 Captain ! my Captain ! rise up and hear the bells;
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won;
Rise up,— for you the flag is flung — for you the bu - gle trills;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all ex - ult - ing,
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths — for you the shores a - crowd-ing,
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
While follow eyes the steady keel, the ves - sel
For yon they call, the swaying mass— their ea - ger
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with | A musical score should appear at this position in the text. See Help:Sheet music for formatting instructions |
grim and dar - ing; But O heart! heart!
fa - ces turn - ing; Here Captain! dear father!
ob - ject won; Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
O the bleeding drops of red. Where on the deck my Captain lies,
This arm be - neath your head! It is some dream that on the deck You've
But I -walk with mournful tread. Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fall - en cold and dead.
Fall - en cold and dead.
Fall - en cold and dead. Cold and dead.