Oh Captain! My Captain!
With generous help from Walt Whitman
Oh Captain! My Captain! Wake up and see the sun!
Our love has weathered ever storm, your heart at last I've won!
Safe harbor's near; the bells I hear; my soul in joy transport.
A hero's welcome waits for thee, as we pull into port.
But oh heart! Heart! Heart!
He sleeps as one that's dead,
Where on his berth my Captain lies,
Snoozing in his bed.
Oh Captain! My Captain! Rise up and hear the bells!
For you the flag is flung, for you the bugle trills!
For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths. For you the shores acrowding!
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning,
Oh Captain! My Frederick!
The morning birds are crowing.
The sun is shining overhead,
And there you lie, asnoring!
My Captain does not answer, his sleep is sweet and fast.
Exhausted form fighting Napoleon, though triumph is ours at last.
The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and won.
From fearful trip, the victor ship comes in with object won.
Exalt O shores, and ring O bells,
But I with silent tread,
Darn't wake the well-earned sleep
Of Frederick in his bed.
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