Thursday, January 24, 2013

O Captain My Captain

              O Captain, My Captain.
                                               written by Walt Whitman


O Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The 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 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,
For you bouquets and ribboned 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 anchored safe and sound, 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 mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.




    It is the most fantasy and magic poem for president Lincoln, which is also was most impressive and popular poem at that time. Of course, it talks about a captain who is brave and help his ship get rid of risks and danger. As far as I think, the image I found from Internet is very suitful and appropriate. In it, the captain holding the sword, lifting the eagle, stands infront of the sea within roaring waves.


   He, The captain,who found the new lands for all members on the ship,died, left the cold and dead body. His eyes would not open, his heart would not beat, any more, no more. He died." But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead ". 

    How sad it is! He devoted his life and future to dirct others find the better future, but the consequnce he got, is death. He is a hero. President Lincoln, as the captain, was a hero in a great number of peoples' hearts. Although I am not an American, I can still imagine how people admire their captain, the hero, president Lincoln.
    




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