Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LINCOLN, by HENRIETTA CORDELIA RAY Poet's Biography First Line: We lift the curtain of the past to-day Last Line: The world shall echo with our lincoln's name. Alternate Author Name(s): Ray, Cordelia Subject(s): Lincoln, Abraham (1809-1865); Presidents, United States | ||||||||
We lift the curtain of the past to-day, And chase the mists and stains of years away, Once more, O martyred chief, to gaze on thee, The worth and purpose of thy life to see. 'Twas thine, not worlds to conquer, but men's hearts, To change to balm the sting of slavery's darts, In lowly charity thy joy to find, And open "gates of mercy on mankind." Long will they come, the freed, with grateful gift, From whose sad path the shadows thou didst lift. The years have rolled their changeful seasons round, Since its most tragic close thy life-work found. Yet through the vistas of the vanished days We see thee still, responsive to our gaze, As ever to thy country's solemn needs. Not regal coronets, but princely deeds Were thy chaste diadem; of truer worth Thy modest virtues than the gems of earth. Stanch, honest, fervent in the purest cause, Truth was thy guide; her mandates were thy laws. Rare heroism, spirit-purity, The storied Spartan's stern simplicity, Such moral strength as gleams like burnished gold Amid the doubt of men of weaker mould, Were thine. Called in thy country's sorest hour When brother knew not brother -- mad for power -- To guide the helm through bloody deeps of war, While distant nations gazed in anxious awe, Unflinching in the task, thou didst fulfill Thy mighty mission with a deathless will. Born to a destiny the most sublime, Thou wert, O Lincoln! in the march of time, God bade thee pause and bid the oppressed go free -- Most glorious boon giv'n to humanity. While slavery ruled the land, what deeds were done! What tragedies enacted 'neath the sun! Her page is blurred with records of defeat, Of lives heroic lived in silence, meet For the world's praise; of woe, despair and tears, The speechless agony of weary years. Thou utteredst the word, and Freedom fair Rang her sweet bells on the clear winter air; She waved her magic wand, and lo! from far A long procession came. With many a scar Their brows were wrinkled, in the bitter strife, Full many had said their sad farewell to life. But on they hastened, free, their shackles gone; The aged, young, -- e'en infancy was borne To offer unto thee loud paeans of praise, -- Their happy tribute after saddest days. A race set free! The deed brought joy and light! It bade calm Justice from her sacred height, When faith and hope and courage slowly waned, Unfurl the stars and stripes, at last unstained! The nations rolled acclaim from sea to sea, And Heaven's vault range with Freedom's harmony. The angels 'mid the amaranths must have hushed Their chanted cadences, as upward rushed The hymn sublime: and as the echoes pealed, God's ceaseless benison the action sealed. Exalted patriot! illustrious chief! Thy life's immortal work compels belief. To-day in radiance thy virtues shine, And how can we a fitting garland twine? Thy crown most glorious is a ransomed race! High on our country's scroll we fondly trace, In lines of fadeless light that softly blend, Emancipator, hero, martyr, friend! While Freedom may her holy sceptre claim, The world shall echo with Our Lincoln's name. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOHN BROWN'S BODY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET HISTORICAL REFLECTIONS by JOHN HOLLANDER TO ABRAHAM LINCOLN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON INAUGURATION DAY: JANUARY 1953 by ROBERT LOWELL LINCOLN TRIUMPHANT by EDWIN MARKHAM YOUNG LINCOLN by EDWIN MARKHAM A MAN CHILD IS BORN (1809) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS AT SAGAMORE HILL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS BRUTUS LIVES AGAIN IN BOOTH by EDGAR LEE MASTERS AFTER THE STORM by HENRIETTA CORDELIA RAY |
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