Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ABRAHAM LINCOLN, by ROBERT WHITAKER First Line: There is no name in all our country's story Last Line: He has a place alone. Subject(s): Lincoln, Abraham (1809-1865); Presidents, United States | ||||||||
THERE is no name in all our country's story So loved as his today: No name that so unites the things of glory With life's plain, common way. Poor as the poorest were his days' beginnings, The earth-floored cabin home. And yet, compared with his, our rich man's winnings Are fleeting as the foam. His was a tragedy such deeps concealing All eyes with his grow dim. And his a humor so sincerely healing The whole world laughs with him. He knew the doubter's doubt, the restless heaving Of the swift waves of youth. He knew the calm of faith, the strong believing Of him who lives the truth. So manifold his life, the great-souled Lincoln Makes every life his own. Therefore of all our heroes whom we think on He has a place alone. | 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 |
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