O Captain, my Captain—
my love and strength,
my mentor and my friend.
Yes, I stand upon my desk
to greet my master
with the chalice and the bread.
For others teach me to learn and live,
but you have taught me
to live daring, to live with might,
to suck the marrow of life,
to suck the marrow of life.
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