Great American Poets

Frost

Whitman

~Currently in Language we are working on poetry. We will be learning all about the poem O Captain My Captain by Walt Whitman. The was Mr. Whitman's tribute to Abraham Lincoln. We will be focusing on all the difference metaphors and symbols in this poem. We will also be learning about the poem Walking Through Woods on Snowy Evening by Robert Frost. This is probably the most analyzed poem in history!

O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN!
Walt Whitman (1819-1892)

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.