Oh captain my captain π§ Our fearful trip is done πΊοΈ
The ship has weatherβd every rack π’ The prize we sought has won π
The port is near π The bells i hear π The people all exulting π©
While follow eyes the steady keel π The vessel grim and daring π
But O heart! Heart! Heart! π₯°
O the bleeding drops of red π©Έ
Where on the deck my captain lies π± π©
Fallen cold and dead π π₯Ί π π₯Ά
Oh captain My captain π¨
rise up β€΄οΈ and hear the bells ποΈ
Rise up, for you the flag is flung, for you the bugle trills π³οΈ
For you bouquets and ribbonβd wreathsπ for you the shores a-crowding
For you they call π² the swaying mass βοΈ their eager faces turning π€
Here Captain Dear father π¨βπ¦ β£οΈ
This arm beneath your head π¨ π€·ββοΈ
It is some dream that on the deck π π π
Youβve fallen cold and dead π π π
My Captain does not answer π
ββοΈ his lips are pale and still π
My father does not feel my arm πͺ he has no pulse nor will π
The ship is anchorβd safe and sound, β its voyage closed and done π
From fearful trip πΎ the victor ship comes π’ in with object won π°
Exult O shores π
and ring O bells π
But I with mournful tread π π π π
Walk the deck my Captain lies πββοΈ π
Fallen cold and dead π€ π₯Ά π π³ π