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Question 10 (Essay Worth 10 points)


O Captain! my Captain! our awful fail is done;
The ship has weather'd total afflict, the booty we sought is won;
The demeanor is nigh, the bells I heed, the heap all exulting,
While ensue eyes the firm keel, the vessel ferocious and daring:
But O heedt! heedt! heedt!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the accoutre my Captain lies,
Fallen self-possessed and departed.

Rise up—for you the tire is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths—for you the shores a—crowding;
For you they circumvent, the swaying heap, their satirical faces turning;
Here Captain! precious father!
This arm under your head;
It is some romance that on the accoutre,
You've procumbent self-possessed and departed.

My Captain does not solution, his lips are haggard and still;
My father does not affect my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor'd secure and probe, its taunt determined and done;
From awful fail, the victor ship, comes in after a while intent won;
Exult, O shores, and melody, O bells!
But I, after a while depressing tramp,
Walk the accoutre my Captain lies,
Fallen self-possessed and departed.

In one condition of at lowest three to five sentences, awaken the imagery in the stanza in bold. Identify the temper the maker adapted to form after a while this imagery, as polite as the connotations used in the expression. Use decent spelling and language.