BARNARD Funeral March - "The President's Own" United States Marine Band

Dedicated to the memory of Abraham Lincoln, the Funeral March was composed by Brevet Major General John G. Barnard. The United States Marine Band played it on April 19, 1865 as part of the mile long funeral procession from the White House to the U.S. Capitol. The band, consisting of thirty-five pieces, and a drum corps, consisting of twenty-two pieces, was under the conductorship of Francis Scala, the leader of the band.
This recording of Barnard's Funeral March was performed by the Marine Band on Jan. 27, 2009 under the direction of Marine Band Director Col. Michael J. Colburn. It is accompanied in this video by imagery from April 19, 1865 and text evoking the mood of the American people at this tragic time in our nation's history.
“The procession surpassed in sentiment, populousness, and
sincere good feeling, anything of the kind we have had in America.
It was several miles long, and in all its elements was full and tasteful. The scene on the avenue will always be remembered as the only occasion on which that great thoroughfare was a real adornment to the seat of Government.”
“In the tree-tops, on the house-tops, at all the windows, the silent and affected crowds clustered beneath half-masted banners and waving crape, to reverentially uncover as the dark vehicle, bearing its rich silver-mounted coffin, swept along; mottoes of respect and homage were on many edifices. The entire width of the avenue was swept from curb to curb by the deep lines.”
“The grand and beautiful funeral march, performed for the first time by the United States Marine Band, in the obsequies of our deceased and beloved Chief Magistrate, was composed and dedicated to the occasion by Brevet Major General J. G. Barnard.”
- Benjamin Franklin Morris (Memorial Record of the Nation's Tribute to Abraham Lincoln)
“At two P.M. the funeral procession started, all of the bells in the
city tolling, and minute guns firing from all the forts. Pennsylvania
Avenue, from the Treasury to the Capitol, was entirely clear from
curb to curb. Preceding the hearse was the military escort, over one mile long, the arms of each officer and man being draped with black. At short intervals bands discoursed dirges and drums beat muffled sounds.” - Ben Perley Poore (Perley's Reminiscences of Sixty Years in the National Metropolis)
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.
- Walt Whitman
*Images used in this video are public domain and located at the Library of Congress

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It is, of course, no accident that you released this video 150 years to the day after it was first performed. Very much appreciated.

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You could have the parts and the sheet music for this beautiful march ? (sorry for my english )