Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ABRAHAM LINCOLN; ASSASSINATED GOOD FRIDAY, 1865, by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Forgive them, for they know not what they do!' Last Line: So let it smite, such deeds shall be no more! Subject(s): Assassination; Lincoln, Abraham (1809-1865); Presidents, United States | ||||||||
"FORGIVE them, for they know not what they do!" He said, and so went shriven to his fate, -- Unknowing went, that generous heart and true. Even while he spoke, the slayer lay in wait, And when the morning opened Heaven's gate There passed the whitest soul a nation knew. Henceforth all thoughts of pardon are too late; They, in whose cause that arm it weapon drew, Have murdered Mercy. Now alone shall stand Blind Justice, with the sword unsheathed she wore. Hark, from the eastern to the western strand, The swelling thunder of the people's roar: What words they murmur, -- Fetter not her hand! So let it smite, such deeds shall be no more! | 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 A MOTHER'S PICTURE by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN |
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