Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LINCOLN MEMORIAL, by ALMA ADAMS WILEY First Line: Man of the rugged frame and calm, worn face Last Line: How pure the soul that healed a nation's woe. Subject(s): Lincoln Memorial, Washington, D.c.; Presidents, United States | ||||||||
Man of the rugged frame and calm, worn face, Sitting colossal in thy marble chair, Oh for a voice to ring through star-strewn space And tell thee that, though dead, thou livest there! Kings have for queens built spire and monument -- Still gleams the jeweled Taj in moonlit pool; In Buddha's bronze a woman's grief is pent; Once Rome's grim warriors carved in stone their rule; But what is Orient dome or royal shrine Or crumbling arch's half-forgotten fame Before the glory of a home like thine, Erected in a grateful people's name? The Nation which thou savedst this splendor gave, Proportioned with strict care the flowing lines Of colonnade and porch and architrave, The lofty seat, the panels' rich designs. Thy seerlike brow no fleeting laurels bind; But circling round the great memorial's height Thy mighty wreath the States united wind. Below, the mirror of the pool, sun-bright, Reflects the stately pile, as if to show How pure the soul that healed a Nation's woe. | 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 SPONGE FISHERS by ALMA ADAMS WILEY |
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