Question

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weacher'd every rack!, che prize we sought i
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
hile 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 Aung-for you the bugle trills":
For you bouquets and ribbond wreathstofor you the shores a-c
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 mournfull cread",
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead

an elegy is a poem that both honours and mourns a person. Illustrate how this poem is an elegy? ​

Answer 1

Answer:

This poem mourns about the (possible) death of the captain and also glorifies him as the main helper of the treasure finders.