Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Oh Captain! My Captain! Our fearful trip is done

O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd 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
                                                   Walt Whitman

1 comment:

  1. And what can one do but follow the example (at least in spirit) that the captain set in giving his all to get the crew home