I mused by Lincoln's statue on the square In reverence and awe: his lean bronzed face Was seamed and lined from anxious thought and care; I could but feel the sympathy and grace And tender kindness sweep adown the years— This rugged woodsman, sensitive yet strong; Dynamic, calm in all his doubts and fears; Powerful to heal a wounded Nation's wrong. Thousands will voice his name in praise today Though Time throws misty veil across the way; But shining through that veil there gleams a light: The great immortal words he spoke for right ... And still the canticles of human throngs Ring out his eulogy in silver songs. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FRAGMENTARY BLUE by ROBERT FROST THE LIFE SO SHORT by EAMON GRENNAN TO WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A FOOL, A FOUL THING, A DISTRESSFUL LUNATIC by MARIANNE MOORE OCTAVES: 12 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |