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...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 cold and dead. " My Captain docs not answer, his lips are pale and still ; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulae nor...

...the swaying mass, their eager faces turning. O Captain ! dear father ! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. Exult, O shores ! and ring, O bells ! But I, with silent tread, Walk the spot my Captain lies, Fallen...

...the swaying mass, their eager faces turning. O Captain ! dear father ! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead ! 3My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still : My father does not feel my arm, he has...

...men ; 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...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...

...the swaying mass, their eager faces turning. О captain, dear father! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold...dead. My captain does not answer, his lips are pale ami still, My father does not feel my arm — he has no pulse nor will ; But the ship, the ship is...

...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. 3My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still ; My father does not feel my arm, he has no...

...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. 3My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still ; My father does not feel my arm, he has no...

...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...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...

...— the swaying mass, their eager faces turning. O captain, dear father! This arm I push beneath you. It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold...does not feel my arm — he has no pulse nor will ; But the ship, the ship is anchored safe, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip the victor...