Abraham Lincoln

An Horatian Ode

Published: 1865
Language: English
Wordcount: 2,386 / 14 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 51.9
LoC Category: PN
Downloads: 3,936
Added to site: 2006.06.14
mnybks.net#: 13841
Genre: Poetry
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Excerpt

Whose calm, mature, wise words
Suppress the need of swords--

With no such tears as e'er were shed
Above the noblest of our Dead

Do we to-day deplore
The Man that is no more!

Our sorrow hath a wider scope,
Too strange for fear, too vast for hope,--

A Wonder, blind and dumb,
That waits--what is to come!

Not more astounded had we been
If Madness, that dark night, unseen,

Had in our chambers crept,
And murdered while we slept!

We woke to find a mourning Earth--
Our Lares shivered on the hearth,--

The roof-tree fallen,--all
That could affright, appall!

Such thunderbolts, in other lands,
Have smitten the rod from royal hands,

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