O Captain! My Captain!

We got an group activity "Poetry to the sound of music" in school. We were given this poem written by Walt Withman to be sung as a song in the class. We were divided into four students in a group. I decided the tune of this poem after listening the song "You may be" from the movie Aladin (hindi movie). We had a lot of fun during the practice. We made sheets to put signs and arrows where the musical notes go up and down. On the day of the activity we were very nervous. We knew it was not so big like any ceremony or competition but still we were a bit nervous. When our teacher called us up we went in front of the whole bunch of eager students with fingers cross. After we sung the teacher also clapped and appreciated us and said that she liked it very much. We were very happy.

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O Captain My Captain
a poem by Walt Whitman



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.