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.
Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
Science is developing,
Scientists can find many things
By monitoring but they can't find
The real pain of human beings feelings.
It can only found by an real friendship.
Don't miss your real friends. one day their can only make your life easy not science.
Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 11:38 AM UTC
True friendship.
If you're friendship broken,
Try to paste it,
Don't throw it.
Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 11:20 AM UTC
I don't need a beautiful wife,
I need beautiful life.
If my life is beautiful,
I can make her life beautiful,
Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 11:14 AM UTC