Abraham Lincoln, 1861
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Title
Abraham Lincoln, 1861
Description
The waves dashed high, the thunders echoed far, -
The lightnings flashed into the dismal gloom
The flames heated in Nature's troubled womb;
And earth was shaken by the furious war;
The Ship of State was strained in every spar;
And strong men felt now was their certain doom,
While weak men scanned the mad heavens for a star
To save them from a fraticidal tomb.
But one amid the strife, - collected, calm,
Patient and resolute, - stood firm, and trod
The deck, defiant of the raging storm; -
Guiding the Ship's course, like some ancient god!
And high upon the scroll of endless fame,
In diamond letters flashes Lincoln's name!
The lightnings flashed into the dismal gloom
The flames heated in Nature's troubled womb;
And earth was shaken by the furious war;
The Ship of State was strained in every spar;
And strong men felt now was their certain doom,
While weak men scanned the mad heavens for a star
To save them from a fraticidal tomb.
But one amid the strife, - collected, calm,
Patient and resolute, - stood firm, and trod
The deck, defiant of the raging storm; -
Guiding the Ship's course, like some ancient god!
And high upon the scroll of endless fame,
In diamond letters flashes Lincoln's name!
Creator
T. Thomas Fortune
Source
4:3, p. 3
Date
1890.10.11
Contributor
From the National Afro-American
Collection
Citation
T. Thomas Fortune, “Abraham Lincoln, 1861,” Periodical Poets, accessed September 8, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/490.
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