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Submitted by brodiegreen on March 15, 2007

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(Compare the Victorian era and jazz era) compare the writing in the time, people and how it influenced what they wrote. Walt Whitman and Gatsby

Discussion of poet or deconstruction of poem. Poetic devices, meanings, symbols, metaphors. (3 paragraphs) (relate to Gatsby) gatsby as an obsession, love, beauty, longing, theme in Gatsby

Compare themes of obsession, love. Etc.

The poem is relative to these themes.

Victorian literature and period

Jazz age + Great Gatsby

Deconstruct poem

Make links to Gatsby

Personal reaction to the poem

Conclusion

Walt Whitman
O Captain! My Captain!
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weathered 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 ribboned wreaths--for you the shores accrowding,
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 anchored 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...

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