BRING cypress, rosemary and rue For him who kept his rudder true; Who held to right the people's will, And for whose foes we love him still. A man of Plutarch's marble mold, Of virtues strong and manifold, Who spurned the incense of the hour, And made the nation's weal his dower. His sturdy, rugged sense of right Put selfish purpose out of sight; Slowly he thought, but long and well, With temper imperturbable. Bring cypress, rosemary and rue For him who kept his rudder true; Who went at dawn to that high star Where Washington and Lincoln are. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FONTENOY, 1745: 2. AFTER THE BATTLE, EARLY DAWN, CLARE COAST by EMILY LAWLESS GOOD NIGHT AND GOOD MORNING by RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES BROKEN MUSIC by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A SUMMER NIGHT by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS THE IVORY CRADLE by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER THE ADVERTISING MAN'S LOVE SONG by BERTON BRALEY LINES WRITTEN ON A BLANK LEAD OF 'THE PLEASURES OF MEMORY' by GEORGE GORDON BYRON REFLECTIONS ON MY OWN SITUATION, WRITTEN IN T-TT-NGST-NE HOUSE by ANN CANDLER |