Oh Captain! My Captain! - Walt Whitman (Powerful Life Poetry)
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- čas přidán 29. 04. 2020
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Walt Whitman is America’s world poet - a successor to Homer, Virgil, Dante, and Shakespeare.
O Captain ! My Captain! is an elegy or mourning poem with the theme that every victory comes with a price.
Whitman wrote this poem to honour Abraham Lincoln, the 16th President of the United States of America. Lincoln successfully led his nation through the turmoil of the civil war and brought an end to slavery in America.
The speaker states that though the ship (United States) has braved the tough storm of civil war, it has lost its Captain (Abraham Lincoln). The speaker is torn between relief and despair.
By the time this quarantine ends I might just look like Walt Whitman.
Lol
@JCB you say that like it's a bad thing!
look at the beauty in his face, which is one that has seen hardship and overcome.
That's the best thing I've heard/felt this morning 😊 thanks very much! 💪🌎
Walt Whitman served in the Union Hospitals in Washington DC. Read some of those accounts. Then searched for his wounded brother George after the Battle Of Antietam.
I'm personally working on my Hemingway look at the moment. Lol
When I was in the 7th grade I performed this poem in the school competition. Our rector, a burly Italian priest, when it was done, rose from his seat and said, "Say it again!" in his powerful voice. I froze, thinking I'd messed up! When I'd finished again, he came onto the stage and hugged me. I tear up every time I remember that day.
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That’s beautiful
You earned it 🙏🏽
Thank you Terrill.
Thanks a ton!
“Thank you boys, thank you”
Melvi Agolli -
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Too soon.... 😔
@@michaelstanton8363 to soon for what?
Yesterday my dad died. He was the Captain of an A320 and many other planes for many years. This is for you dad!!! MY CAPTAIN!!!
Very sorry for your loss.
I'm a retired university teacher and I used to do a lesson devoted to Dead Poets Society. The object was to inspire the students to do something great with their lives. There are so many life lessons within the story. The script is incredibly thought provoking and rich with various quotes from past legends. It's one of the most powerful movies ever made, and Robin Williams playing Mr.John Keating is simply genius. Arguably, his best ever role. I challenge anyone not to shed a tear at the final scene. 'O Captain! My Captain!'
Abe Lincoln was a good man too
I had never ever cried at a movie scene... But the last scene of Dead Poet's Society though - "O Captain, my captain" ಥ_ಥ
Steve Harding you’re correct. It was so emotional. The actors did a we’re convincing. Sad, though
Indeed!
Being a teacher... it was one of my favorite movies!
Memorized this back in eight grade. It’s Whitman’s eulogy to Abraham Lincoln and is in my estimation, the pure essence of Poetry. A society without Poetry is soulless and dead; like Whitman’s ‘Captain’.
lovely remark indeed Bro.
Amen Brother. Assail without a rudder. A room with no mirror. Our depth not explored will leave us fearful and angry, toward one another.
Now that you mentioned it I see why the
the texture of it sounded like
It was written for real events.
So the ship must mean the country that remained after the civil war but it's captain was no more.
Pretty stirring stuff .
I always thought it was written for that movie
With Robin Williams.
Shows how much recalibration needs to be done when new facts
Are presented.
This is good stuff.
True this is ....this present world where there is not emotions but hatreds n fights cold nature of human
❤️ “that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.”
-Abraham Lincoln
people criticize the British for compensating slave owners when they banned slavery. the American "solution" was terrible: violence, resentment and entrenched racism has been the result. It would be worth trying to determine if American revisionists from the beginning until now really believe the tales of liberty and democracy or whether it has been a hostile takeover gussied up with pseudo-Enlightenment from the beginning. if I was to say, I'd guess Walt Whitman was honestly glad at the result if a little naive - but Lincoln knew it was a lot less cut and dried...
@@harshwilly muh racism
He didn't envision an America with Trump as the President.
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Trump is better than obummer
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I believe Trumpty Dumpty is a bummer.🤔
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.
good job
Indeed - thank you! Poetry, touching my soul..
@Tripple gamer YT It's a tribute to Abraham Lincoln, assassinated after winning the Civil War and preserving the union.
Thank you...❣
Wow , thank you Captain Obvious
This poem ran thru my head as I sat beside my dying 92 year old Father who was a Police Captain. An honorable man who did alot of good in his life
Your father has won his throne and his crown. He has his place in the kingdom of pure existence and light. Know that within the rays of light of the heat of the morning Sun, that old warrier is there with you.
I too had to learn it, and recite it in front of my English class in 1967, when I was 15. I loved it then and I love it still. It is referring to the assassination of President Abraham Lincoln.
How was it then?
@@mind9726 Hello Min D, are you asking what it was then...the time, what was going on in the world? Is that what you are asking?
@@consuelorodriguez5517 hahaha yes, however you remember it. the world as it was to you then :)) it's just cool how poetry links people across time periods, i had to do this for my english class as well, so its nice to know there was someone like you who had to do it long back too.
i wish you have a lovely life further!
What a beautiful piece of writing. This was written about Abraham Lincoln.
i knew there was a reason i could never get into it.
Conan the Septuagenarian what do you mean?
@@MuhammadAhsan-qu1tt lincoln was a tyrant who destroyed half his country and helped turn it into the globalist shithole that it is today.
Conan the Septuagenarian what source of information vomited that information out for you to pick up? Explain in detail if you would.
Muhammad Ahsan thank u for the info.
The poem was written as a tribute to Abraham Lincoln upon his tragic death, whom the poet admired very much. The poem, written in the form of elegy, shows the poet's respect and love for the great reader and grief for the loss of him. So many people from all over the world have adored the poem on account of its artistic merit as well as admiration of "the captain."
RIP Robin! Thank you for bringing joy to my heart.
Often, we are so focused on the problem, that we forget we still can shine.
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Aye!
Victory comes at a price.
Nothing worth having is earned without a cost. That includes peace, knowledge, safety, and even love
Strider Adamus you forgot FREEEEEDOM. AMERICA F YEAH
Bryce Eichelkraut and so we go from the beauty of a Walt Whitman poem to a War Chant.
At times the price proves after all victory was not worth its price.
@Hunter Smith he said "at times"
This is the first time I’ve heard the entire poem. Stunning. The narrators voice is perfect for this.
The captains son is the second in command. He sails the ship into port after a battle where his father, the captain, died. The weight of responsibility is on his shoulder as he reflects on the new hole in his life.
I studied this poem in my school days which was written for the death of Abraham Lincoln..
@@shivapadmanaban467 That makes sense!
@@shivapadmanaban467 but Abe Lincoln killed more Americans than any other president, why would someone write anything to honor such a tyrant?
@@kde439 THE greatest American bar none. Please read the Gettysburg Address and think more .
@@kde439 Because the Confederates were traitors.
I'm deeply overwhelmed by the upload for which lots of thanks. The poem 'O Captain, My Captain' about the assassination of President Abraham Lincoln, has stayed with me as fresh as ever for decades... Perhaps the BEST poem to depict the irony of celebration n mourning.. of comfort n despair..both simultaneously at a given moment..
We do come across such paradoxical episodes in real life. We undertake many gruelling voyages to reach our coveted goals..at most of the times, we find it gratifying to celebrate the accomplishment but sometimes life plays a cruel game handing out a situation where accomplishment/victory comes at a very high cost leaving us at a loss whether to celebrate or to mourn. At such junctures,I believe 'acceptance' n 'resignation' hold the key to maintain composure. Life is full of ironies.
@Bill McQ 🙏
Indeed.
I can actually feel the disarray and loss the whole world felt on Abraham Lincoln's passing with words dedicated to him.
People used to be more civil overall. They had such a richness to their souls that we have lost.
@kittyminovitch I understand and feel it in my veins
@@juliedeane4327 true we are one too many to loose importance of ourselves, conceited behaviour has taken over, ppl r rich by money not by soul, in this rat race everyone just uses and disposes
@@juliedeane4327 more civil overall? With major conflicts breaking out every few years and way lower hygeine? We're living in the best era for regular people so far be grateful lad
This could have easily been written almost a century later for JFK. 😢
I recited this poem in 1995 when I was in Grade 3 in Alamada, Philippines. Oh memories!
My mentor at a previous job, was kind, wise, and knowledgeable. He was brave and fearless. He called me one day and when I answered the phone I said, "Oh Captain My Captain."
He was a great man and leader. He passed away some years ago. His ashes scattered in the Rock Mountains at Inspiration Point. A tribute to how he inspired his men at just the right times.
To: Rex, Oh Captain My Captain!
I'm well into my 60s, and this poem still grips my heart.
I read aloud poetry about a man who bitten by a dog in 5th grade.
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Olive.
Its good
Rest in Peace Andre Braugher ❤
This is the most beautiful arrangement of words I have ever listened to in my humble and less significant live.
It is better to discover a poem when you are ready than reading a thousand times and not understand its meaning
Freedom costs dearly. Thank GOD we have men who still are willing to protect us.
As a retired Navy sailor, this speaks to me on a whole 'nother level.
One of the extraordinary masterpiece in the world of literature.
I really never understood the symbolism behind this poem when I was 11, now I feel it
Never fails to make me cry. An amazing piece of poetry.
Doug Barron could read the Olive Garden menu and I’d still listen. incredible voice, and incredible piece!
I can’t help but think of my father when I listen to this poem. RIP my old man.
At the age of 60 - and having briefly looked at Walt Whitman as part of my English Literature degree many years ago - I have "discovered" this. If I put it in the context of my dear dad guiding me to adulthood, it is so tremendously moving. Appreciate it works in so many other ways too.
Thanks for posting.
Glad your dad cared enough to guide you into adulthood. Mine was mentally AWOL, I had to guide myself into adulthood.
What profound words. I wish the schools will bring poetry back to the children of Canada!
For us who had the privilege of hearing these profound words can only enjoy and be mesmerized once again. Thank you!! Oh, Captain!My Captain!
Today we have connections to everyone via this internet. Yet it's lacking heart and soul. Oh captain Robin Williams, Neil Peart, Abraham Lincoln. Jesus my Lord is the way the truth and the life.
Few days ago,,I came to see preacher for my own psychological issues to discuss,however he did nothing in order to mitigate my inner anguish,,but this poetry is much worth for me than all religious teachings,,thx for posting
your post made me think of this verse in psalm 60:11 “O give us help against the adversary, for vain is the help of man.”. I’m sorry that your preacher was unable to help you but I am praying you will see, feel and know God is with you, able to help you and loves you. “From my distress I called upon the Lord; the Lord answered me and set me in a large place. The Lord is for me; I will not fear...” Psalm 118:5,6 also psalm 121:1,2 “I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; From whence shall my help come? My help comes from the Lord, Who made heaven and earth.”. God bless you.
Inner anguish... How common, especially hidden beneath the surfaces in 2020.
Reminds me of this:
Mark 4:35
And He said to them on that day when evening had fallen, Let us go over to the other side.
Mark 4:36
And leaving the crowd, they took Him along, just as He was, in the boat; and other boats were with Him.
Mark 4:37
And there arose a great windstorm, and the waves beat into the boat, so that the boat was already beginning to fill up.
Mark 4:38
And He was in the stern, sleeping on the cushion. And they woke Him and said to Him, Teacher, does it not matter to You that we are perishing?
Mark 4:39
And having awoken, He rebuked the wind and said to the sea, Be silent! Be still! And the wind ceased and there was a great calm.
Mark 4:40
And He said to them, Why are you cowardly in this way? How is it that you do not have faith?
Mark 4:41
And they became greatly frightened and said to one another, Who then is this, that even the wind and the sea obey Him?
And that's only the inner anguish of his disciples who are with Him. The inner anguish of those who are not are far more severe:
Mark 5:1
And they came to the other side of the sea, into the region of the Gerasenes.
Mark 5:2
And when He came out of the boat, immediately, from out of the tombs, a man with an unclean spirit met Him,
Mark 5:3
Who had his dwelling among the tombs. And no one could bind him any longer, not even with a chain,
Mark 5:4
Because he had often been bound with shackles and chains, and the chains had been torn apart by him, and the shackles smashed, and no one was strong enough to subdue him.
Mark 5:5
And continually night and day, among the tombs and in the mountains, he cried out and gashed himself with stones.
Mark 5:6
And when he saw Jesus from a distance, he ran and worshipped Him,
Mark 5:7
And crying out with a loud voice, he said, What do I have to do with You, Jesus, Son of the Most High God? I adjure You by God, do not torment me!
Mark 5:8
For He had said to him, Come out of the man, unclean spirit.
Mark 5:9
And He questioned him, What is your name? And he said to Him, Legion is my name, because we are many.
Mark 5:10
And he entreated Him much not to send them out of the region.
Mark 5:11
Now there on the mountainside was a great herd of hogs feeding.
Mark 5:12
And they entreated Him, saying, Send us to the hogs, so that we may enter into them.
Mark 5:13
And He gave them permission. And the unclean spirits came out and entered into the hogs, and the herd, about two thousand, rushed down the steep slope into the sea, and they were drowned in the sea.
Mark 5:14
And those who were feeding them fled and reported it in the city and in the countryside. And they came to see what had happened.
Mark 5:15
And they came to Jesus and saw the demon possessed man sitting down, clothed, and sane, the man who had had the legion, and they became frightened.
Mark 5:16
And those who had seen it related to them how it had happened to the demon possessed man and concerning the hogs.
Mark 5:17
And they began to entreat Him to depart from their borders.
Mark 5:18
And as He got into the boat, the man who had been demon possessed begged Him that he might stay with Him.
Mark 5:19
And He did not allow him, but said to him, Go to your house, to your own people, and report to them what great things the Lord has done for you, and how He has had mercy on you.
Mark 5:20
And he departed and began to proclaim in Decapolis what great things Jesus had done for him, and all marveled.
And even the inner anguish of the religious leaders, to whom their religious community look to for guidance, but cannot even save their own children. Or the patient with all the money in the world who can't find a doctor who can actually make her better, but rather, just take her money and make her worse:
Mark 5:21
And when Jesus had crossed over again in the boat to the other side, a great crowd gathered to Him, and He was beside the sea.
Mark 5:22
And one of the rulers of the synagogue came, Jairus by name, and seeing Him, fell at His feet;
Mark 5:23
And he entreated Him much, saying, My little daughter is at the point of death. Please come and lay Your hands on her that she may be healed and live.
Mark 5:24
And He went with him, and a great crowd followed Him and pressed upon Him.
Mark 5:25
And a woman was there, who had a flow of blood for twelve years.
Mark 5:26
She had suffered much under many physicians and had spent everything she had and had not benefited at all, but rather became worse.
Mark 5:27
When she heard the things concerning Jesus, she came up in the crowd behind Him and touched His garment,
Mark 5:28
For she said, If I touch even His garments, I will be healed.
Mark 5:29
And immediately the fountain of her blood was dried up, and she knew in her body that she was cured of the affliction.
Mark 5:30
And immediately Jesus, realizing in Himself that power had gone out of Him, turned around in the crowd and said, Who touched My garments?
Mark 5:31
And His disciples said to Him, You see the crowd pressing upon You and You say, Who touched Me?
Mark 5:32
And He looked around to see her who had done this.
Mark 5:33
But the woman, frightened and trembling, knew what had happened to her, and she came and fell down before Him and told Him the whole truth.
Mark 5:34
And He said to her, Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be well from your affliction.
Mark 5:35
While He was still speaking, some came from the house of the ruler of the synagogue, saying, Your daughter has died. Why bother the Teacher any longer?
Mark 5:36
But Jesus, overhearing the word spoken, said to the ruler of the synagogue, Do not be afraid - only believe.
Mark 5:37
And He did not allow anyone to accompany Him except Peter and James and John the brother of James.
Mark 5:38
And they came to the house of the ruler of the synagogue, and He saw a commotion and people weeping and wailing greatly.
Mark 5:39
And He entered in and said to them, Why do you make a commotion and weep? The child has not died but is sleeping.
Mark 5:40
And they laughed scornfully at Him. But He, putting them all out, took the father of the child and the mother and those with Him and went in to where the child was.
Mark 5:41
And He took hold of the child's hand and said to her, Talitha koum! which being interpreted is, Little girl, to you I say, Arise!
Mark 5:42
And immediately the little girl rose up and walked about, for she was twelve years old. And immediately, they were amazed with great amazement.
Mark 5:43
And He strongly commanded them that no one should know about this, and told them to give her something to eat.
It's all there.
Give us aid against the enemy,for human help is worthless.With God we will trample down our enemies.😌
This is one of my favorite poems, it's just powefull and beautiful 😔😔😔
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If you think this poem played at normal speed moved your heart and soul, play it at 0.75 speed and its intensity will be stronger, deeper, and more soul-crushing. It brought me to tears.
Beautiful voice. Thank you for that poem. I like it.
Great poem.
You may not know bit this channel has kept me going. Keep on doing this amazing work. It keeps people sane and right
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I know the poem - I have never heard it read so beautifully
Hi Pamela, I believe that this poem sounds refreshing to my ears each time I listen to it and may I know if it's your favorite?
I'll recite this at my father's funeral
Volcom4445 - did it for my mother’s
Volcom4445 - WOW,
Apt
I too plan to do so
For a split second, I thought the same thing, then realized there maybe no sedative, no tree trunk, no surviving relative or aide strong enough to keep me from collapsing in grief. I could never do it. I hope that day is as far, far, far away as possible, not just for me, but for all who are blessed to have their fathers around or are fathers themselves.
Read it in school and still feel the goosebumps as I heart it. I am on that deck.
My Captain " is an extended metaphor poem written by Walt Whitman in 1865 about the death of U.S. president Abraham Lincoln. Well received upon publication, the poem was Whitman's first to be anthologized and the most popular during his lifetime ...from Fort Worth, Tx
Such a homage to Lincoln, by the end of the Civil War. It brings tears to my eyes.
Few poems can move me to such tears, but this poem.
Yesterday i saw the dead poets society and it touched my soul
Beautiful sad tragic poem ~ the story of the murder of President Abraham Lincoln in 1865. The nation was done with a vicious horrid war and the "Great Captain Lincoln" had brought Us Through the terrible storm. Now, he is dead, after such victory and the triumph misses him. Walt Whitman was a medic in the U.S. Civil War, like many other poets, artists, etc of the day. Thank You ~ Peace & Health
"I see the President almost every day, as I happen to live where he passes to or from lodgings out of town. ... They passed me once very close, and I saw the President in the face fully, as they were moving slowly, and his look, though abstracted, happen'd to be directed steadily in my eye. He bow'd and smiled, but far beneath his smile I noticed well the expression I have alluded to. None of the artists or pictures has caught the deep, though subtle and indirect expression of this man's face. There is something else there. One of the great portrait painters of two or three centuries ago is needed." The Collected Writings of Walt Whitman, Vol I, Specimen Days, Edited by Floyd Stovall, New York University Press, 1963, pp. 59-61
This is a poem about a son who lost his father. He morns that after all the hardships that his father guided him through, his father died in the middle of the process, not being able to see what a grandious man his son turned into.
I can still memorize this poem, I'd recited this during highschool days ,wayback yr .2000.
Dearest Robin Williams, he portrayed Dead Poets Society teacher so well and was so underrated as an actor. Oh Captain my Captain!
He was a sad sack. He killed himself and why? He couldn’t face his demons? He thought people would miss him? Actors are egotistical maniacs.
@@christianfreedom-seeker934 That's a very rude thing to say.
The words and the voice.....Beautiful things!!!
Rest in peace Abraham. You did more than most to create this sometimes ugly, sometimes beautiful country. More will follow in your footsteps.
A great treat in my life was to be able to read this from a first edition, having to wear white gloves of course.
The voice gave me goosebumps!!!!
Wow, you can see it in his eyes his story of grief and sorrow. Only men who have truly lost a friend they love can see his eyes tell the story of once having a brother and a father they miss. Truly incredible.
Salute.
I have read this poem several times, but never knew the true meaning of the words until I read the information you placed under the video. Thank you!
Hi Amanda, it sounds so refreshing to my ears after every listening and if I may ask is it your favorite?
I taught this poem to STD 8 , beautiful , showing the obedience of a soldier and a son from his dead father 💐
This has been my most favourite poem since school days and still tears come to my eyes when I recite or read it when alone.
An amazing tribute to a literal giant. Abraham Lincoln.
I am remembering those days in my school when I read this in my English poetry book,at that time I was reading that only for my exams but after some time I realised the pain of Americans and their loyalty to their leaders a tremendous poem by walt Whitman. I love it ❤❤
Beautiful work , thanks so much for feeding the "heart and soul" ...needless to say this nourishment is what is needed , in bagfuls !
We performed this during our high school days. But until college I understood the message.
Be the captain of your own ship.
That’s not really the message of the poem
Its the only poem over which I cried. Cried because I could not stop crying. When I read the poem I had just returned from 5 years sailing on the oceans, alone in my fathers boat (I was very young). I understood that for the Captain in the poem, the trip had been his life.
I love reading through the comments on these videos. There are some pretty amazing interpretations. For me, the narrator of this poem is the soul and the captain is the body. The reception in the dock reminds me of a funeral celebration. The description of the ship harkens to the condition of the physical body after the toils of life (the sea). The soul cries out to the body to hang on just a little bit more since it is the vessel in which it experiences life on Earth.
Such a powerful reading voice for this amazing poem. Nicely done!
Very inspirational quote from Walt Whitman dude. He's brilliant.
I don't know why i come here again and again just to hear the voice❤️
Finally, found something beautiful on CZcams which worth giving time😍 loved it🙌
We have this amazing ability to reprogram the mind
One of the most expressive masterpieces of poetry of all time. I can't hold back my tears every time I read poem.
one of my fathers favorite poems and one of mine
Walt Whitman often wrote of seeing Abraham Lincoln walking to work at the White House. Lincoln carried the key to the frontdoor in his pocket. Amazing and in war time.
When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd
This is ridiculously well done.
I found this channel by being busy and not having time to read but I am inspired day to day, poem to poem. This gets me through tomorrow.
Such passion, such a masterpiece of words
Beautifully read, excellent piece.
What a voice! 💖
I don't know why I only discovered this channel now. But it's very timely and perfect for this quarantine to reflect through poems like these. ♡
एक बार ग्यारहवीं कक्षा में इस कविता को साझा करने का अवसर आया; गला ही रुँध गया कविता recite करते हुए...💐
A powerful poem by Walt Whitman and read powerfully!
Such a powerful poem
Just gives me chill, each time I read or hear it.
The voice makes the words alive. Beautiful
To be honest I just picture myself the ship, the young lad standing next to his father, his emotions...
Brilliant.
Wow. Just, wow.
Moving. Powerful voice and reading.
I’ve read this dozens of times over the years. I wouldn’t say that I like poetry, but I love this one. That said, this is a example of poetry that should be heard. I hadn’t heard it in many years and it evoked a strong emotional reaching similar to when I first heard it. So awesome ! Thank you !
Played this video multiple times. A beautiful, beautiful video. Thank you for another great video RedFrost Motivation. The selection of content is top notch.
An update - I had Dead Poets Society on my watchlist for weeks. I started watching it yesterday and this poem was read by Mr. Keating. What a great coincidence. Oh Captain! My Captain!
Great poem, thanks for the amazing poem.
When we fall, we shall rise again.Innovation distinguishes between a leader and a follower.
Thank you for creating these video/audio's. I I have often heard of many of these poems and poets/writers, as my whole family were great readers...except...me. I could never focus long enough... now I can connect using your work of art. Thank you.
Tingles all over the place!!
Oh Captain ! My Captain ! R.I.P. Robin Williams
R.I.P Abe lincoln
My childhood memories. We tried to learn this for school youth festivals
Thanks RedFrost Team. I hope more poems are uploaded and also their description in simple English so as to help non english speaker like us to understand
lot of thanks for every single motivational poem.
🌹❤
Obviously a poem with numerous meanings and connotations, like all the best works of art. I personally think about my dad (no longer with us in body) guiding me from childhood to adulthood, and every time I hear this I am moved. An example of how words can echo down the centuries.
O Joy to find you during quarantine!
This is very well done, guys. Classy.
Hello Mera merry Christmas
Never knew about the Abe Lincoln inspiration, thank you
This narrator's voice makes the words reach deep in your heart. You actually feel Whitman's expressed heartache. Wonderfully recited
Hi Judy, it sounds so refreshing to my ears after every listening and if I may ask is it your favorite?
@@gerrardbaldwin Yes it is my favorite. My father was in his 90s and a former police Captain. As he was passing this narrator's voice of the poem boomed in my ears from memory. This poem has always touched my heart
@AndyBenitez Hello Andy
@@judymelchert3966 oh that's amazing and so sorry about your father,you seems to have a goof heart and am so sure he missed you so much,I hope you don't mind we get to know each other and probably talk more on Google Chat?
That golden voice ❤️