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! 5 O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
This is U-boat captain Erich Topp, who sunk so many ships (35) that they gave him flowers.
Nice drawing. Too bad his flowers are breaking apart...
ReplyDeleteHow strange... flowers. I'm sure he was overwhelmed.
ReplyDeleteAwe! He looks nostalgic. Great illo:)
ReplyDeleteO CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
ReplyDeleteThe 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! 5
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.