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.

In one paragraph of at least three to five sentences, analyze the imagery in the stanza in bold. Identify the mood the author intended to create with this imagery, as well as the connotations used in the diction. Use proper spelling and grammar.