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Oh, Captain! My Captain

By Walt Whitman

Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,

The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is worn, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,

While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,

The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is worn, 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 ribbon'd wreaths--for you the shores 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 or will;

The ship is anchor'd 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 bell!

But I, with mournful tread,

Walk the deck my Captain lies,

Fallen cold and dead.

船长！我的船长！

瓦尔特 惠特曼

啊， 船长！我的船长！可怕的航程已完成；

这船历尽风险，企求的目标已达成。

港口在望，钟声响，人们在欢欣。

千万双眼睛注视着船----平稳，勇敢，坚定。

但是痛心啊！痛心！痛心！

瞧一滴滴鲜红的血！

甲板上躺着我的船长，

他到下去，冰冷，永别。

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