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Our fearful trip is done; The ship has weather'd 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! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. Letterpress Typed Quote Love Poem Walt Whitman by PoetryBoutique Emmy, I don't know you but I saw your board. I hope your flesh finds poetry once again and I hope you bleed your story out of your heart and onto paper instead of out of your veins and onto your skin.
The Abyss (1989)
Screenwriter(s): James Cameron
Screenwriter(s): James Cameron
'I'll Always Be With You'
Aggressive and outspoken Lindsey's (Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio) heartfelt and reassuring messages to her estranged husband Virgil 'Bud' Brigman (Ed Harris), relayed to him as he descended dangerously into a deep ocean trench to disarm a nuclear warhead, and began hallucinating as he set the record for the deepest suit dive:
Bud. There are some, some things I need to say. It's hard for me, you know. It's not easy being a cast-iron bitch. Takes discipline and years of training. A lot of people don't appreciate that. Jesus, I'm sorry I can't tell you these things to your face. I have to wait till you're alone in the dark, freezing, and there's feet of water between us. I'm sorry. I'm-- I'm rambling....Bud, how are you doing?...No, Bud, I'm not going away, I'm right here...I am right here with you, Bud. Bud, this is Lindsey. Please. I'm right here with you. Okay? So try and stay calm. I'm right here. All right? Bud?...B-Bud, it's the pressure. All right? You have to listen to my voice. You have to try. Concentrate. All right? Just listen to my voice. Please.... Bud-- I'm not getting anything!...Bud, I know how alone you feel. Alone in all that cold blackness. But I'm there in the dark with you. Oh, Bud, you're not alone. Oh, God.
Do you remember that time -- you were pretty drunk. You probably don't remember. The power went out in that little apartment we had on Orange Street. We were staring at that one little candle and I said something really dumb, like, 'That candle is me,' like -- like every one of us is out there alone in the dark in this life. And you just -- you just lit up another candle and put it beside mine ... and you said, 'No! See, that's me. That's me.' We stared at the two candles, and then -- Well, if you remember any of this, I'm sure you remember the next part. But there are two candles in the dark. I'm with you. I'll always be with you, Bud. I promise that....Bud, now come on, you hangin' in there? You have to talk to me, Bud, please! I need to know if you're OK...You see light? What kind of light, Bud?... Bud, do you hear me? You drop your weights and start back now, Bud. That gauge could be wrong. Do you hear me? Just drop your weights and start back now. Your gauge could be wrong! Your gauge could be wrong. You drop your weights and start back now. No, you won't stay there. Do you hear me? You drop your weights. You can breathe shallow. Do you hear me? Bud, please, listen to me, please. God-damn it, you dragged me back from that bottomless pit. You can't leave me here alone now. Please, oh, God, Virgil, please. Please. I love you.
Do you remember that time -- you were pretty drunk. You probably don't remember. The power went out in that little apartment we had on Orange Street. We were staring at that one little candle and I said something really dumb, like, 'That candle is me,' like -- like every one of us is out there alone in the dark in this life. And you just -- you just lit up another candle and put it beside mine ... and you said, 'No! See, that's me. That's me.' We stared at the two candles, and then -- Well, if you remember any of this, I'm sure you remember the next part. But there are two candles in the dark. I'm with you. I'll always be with you, Bud. I promise that....Bud, now come on, you hangin' in there? You have to talk to me, Bud, please! I need to know if you're OK...You see light? What kind of light, Bud?... Bud, do you hear me? You drop your weights and start back now, Bud. That gauge could be wrong. Do you hear me? Just drop your weights and start back now. Your gauge could be wrong! Your gauge could be wrong. You drop your weights and start back now. No, you won't stay there. Do you hear me? You drop your weights. You can breathe shallow. Do you hear me? Bud, please, listen to me, please. God-damn it, you dragged me back from that bottomless pit. You can't leave me here alone now. Please, oh, God, Virgil, please. Please. I love you.
Whitman's notes for a revision of 'O Captain! My Captain!'
Whitman's lecture on Lincoln, invitation, 1886
'O Captain! My Captain!' is an extended metaphorpoem written in 1865 by Walt Whitman, about the death of American president Abraham Lincoln. The poem was first published in the pamphlet Sequel to Drum-Taps which assembled 18 poems regarding the American Civil War, including another Lincoln elegy, 'When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd'. It was included in Whitman's comprehensive collection Leaves of Grass beginning with its fourth edition published in 1867. The poem emphasizes grief and sorrow.
Text[edit]
Autograph fair copy, signed and dated March 9 1887, of Whitman's poem 'O Captain! My Captain!', according to the 1881 edition
O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd 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 ribbon'd 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 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 bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
The ship has weather'd 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 ribbon'd 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 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 bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
Analysis[edit]
Walt Whitman composed the poem 'O Captain! My Captain!' after Abraham Lincoln's assassination in 1865. The poem is classified as an elegy or mourning poem, and was written to honor Abraham Lincoln, the 16th president of the United States. Walt Whitman was born in 1819 and died in 1892, and the American Civil War was the central event of his life. Whitman was a staunch Unionist during the Civil War. He was initially indifferent to Lincoln, but as the war pressed on, Whitman came to love the president, though the two men never met.[1]
'O Captain! My Captain!' became one of Whitman's most famous poems, one that he would read at the end of his famous lecture about the Lincoln assassination. Whitman became so identified with the poem that late in life he remarked, 'Damn My Captain...I'm almost sorry I ever wrote the poem.'[2]
In popular culture[edit]
A musical version of the poem appears on Carolyn Hester's 1965 live album At Town Hall.[3]
The song was translated to Hebrew by Naomi Shemer; it was set to music and performed by Israeli singer Meital Trabelsi in a television special that aired on the first anniversary of the assassination of Israeli Prime Minister Yitzhak Rabin, and this rendition has been associated with the event ever since in Israel.
After actor Robin Williams' death in August 2014, fans of his work used social media to pay tribute to him with photo and video reenactments of the Dead Poets Society 'O Captain! My Captain!' scene.[4]
See also[edit]
References[edit]
- ^Peck, Garrett (2015). Walt Whitman in Washington, D.C.: The Civil War and America's Great Poet. Charleston, SC: The History Press. p. 85. ISBN978-1626199736.
- ^Peck 2015, p. 120.
- ^Planer, Lindsay. Carolyn Hester At Town Hall at AllMusic. Retrieved April 16, 2014.
- ^Idato, Michael (14 August 2014). 'Robin Williams death: Jimmy Fallon fights tears, pays tribute with 'Oh Captain, My Captain''. The Sydney Morning Herald. Retrieved 2014-11-15.
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