[00:14.68]O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
[00:19.23]The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
[00:24.42]The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
[00:29.24]While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
[00:33.81]But O heart! heart! heart!
[00:37.00]O the bleeding drops of red!
[00:39.62]Where on the deck my Captain lies,
[00:42.16]Fallen cold and dead.
[00:44.19]
[00:45.32]O Captain my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
[00:48.92]Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills,
[00:53.69]For you the bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths - for you the shores crowding,
[00:58.57]For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
[01:03.09]Here, Captain! dear father!
[01:05.17]This arm beneath your head!
[01:07.34]It is some dream that on the deck
[01:09.85]You’ve fallen cold and dead.
[01:11.87]
[01:13.53]My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
[01:18.31]My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
[01:23.58]The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
[01:28.86]From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
[01:33.35]Exult, O shores! and ring, O bells!
[01:36.26]But I, with mournful tread,
[01:39.92]Walk the deck my Captain lies
[01:42.47]Fallen cold and dead.
