CHESTNUT + STREET + OPERA + HOUSE,

Chestnut St., above 10th, Phila.

The Opera House, through the courtesy of Messrs. ZIMMERMAN and NIXON, Proprietors and Managers, and DION BOUCICAULT, Esq.

The Orchestra tendered by SIMON HASSLER, Esq.

Lecture,
By
Walt Whitman,
On
Abraham Lincoln,

THURSDAY AFTERNOON, APRIL 15, '86.

3 o'clock, P. M.

Simon Hassler, Esq., and Hassler's Chestnut Street Opera House Orchestra in the following Musical Prelude:

1. Fantasia, — "The Poet's Dream," — *Suppe*

2. (Serenade, — — — — — *Schubert*
(Cornet Solo, — — — — — Mr. Wm. Ewers.)

3. Spanish Fantasia, — — — — — *Missou*

3.20 o'clock, P. M.,

Mr. Whitman's Lecture on Abraham Lincoln.

O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN!

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!
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 ribbon'd wreaths—for you the shores
a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Hear 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 mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

CHESTNUT STREET OPERA HOUSE,

3 o'clock, P. M.

1. Fantasia, — "The Poet's Dream," — — — Suppe

2. (Serenade, — — — — — Schubert)
(Cornet Solo, — — — — Mr. Wm. Ewers.)

3. Spanish Fantasia, — — — — — Missud

3.20 o'clock, P. M.,

O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN!