Background On April 14, 1865, only five days after

the Civil War ended, President Abraham Lincoln was

assassinated at the Ford Theater in Washington,
D.C., where he was watching a performance. Lincoln
was shot by John Wilkes Booth, a famous actor and
a Confederate sympathizer. Although Booth initially
escaped, he was discovered days later by Union
soldiers. Booth was killed while trying to avoid capture.

O Captain!
My Captain!

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Poem by Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman (18191892) was a great admirer of President

Lincoln. After the president was assassinated, Whitman wrote
O Captain! My Captain! to capture the sense of tragedy that
descended upon the country. Largely unknown to the public when
he wrote this poem, Whitman eventually gained a reputation as
one of the greatest American writers. O Captain! My Captain! is
among his most famous works, and his book of poems, Leaves
of Grass, is considered one of the masterpieces of American
literature.

SETTING A PURPOSE As you read, look for evidence of

Whitmans feelings about Lincoln. Do others seem to share his
feelings? Write down any questions you have as you read.

O Captain! My Captain!

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O Captain! My Captain!
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weatherd every rack,1 the prize we sought2
iswon,
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The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, 3 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 upfor you the flag is flung4for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbond wreathsfor 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,
Youve 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 anchord safe and sound, its voyage closed
anddone,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread, 5
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

COLLABORATIVE DISCUSSION What conflicting thoughts and

feelings does this poem express about the end of the Civil War?
With a partner, discuss whether you think many Americans shared
Walt Whitmans feelings. Cite specific evidence from the text to
support your ideas.
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rack: a mass of wind-driven clouds.

sought (st): searched for; tried to gain.
keel: the main part of a ships structure.
flung: suddenly put out.
tread (trd): footsteps.

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