The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1865-11-10
ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
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In his quiet chair he sate, ...
Pure " malice &C guile, ....
Stainless of fear Or hate ..-.
And there played pleasant smile
Oa the rUugh AMI csrewcrn lace;
For his heart was all the While
On means u mercy and grace.
The brave oil rlag droopci DER him,
a foli In the hari hand hy)
lie booked, perchance, on the play,
But the -rene was q shadow before him,
fw his thoughts were Ear away.
Twas but the morn, Son FEARFUL
Doath-shsie, glo'my anl vast,
Lifting slowly AT last)
Ills househon heard him say,
ayris hong since I've been 50 cheerful,
So light q heart ~ to-day"
WAR nm WAS AND Is
But 10 one. with merihal eyes,
frvmthe brgiying skies
Looks, mid oar gloom, 10 see
yonder where Murder lies,
Strigpsd of tAs rowan gaise,
And waiting the doom, lis he.
Kindly Spirit An, when dill treason
Bid such generous nature cease,
Mid by temTsr ami strong by reasofA
hat ever leaning to love AMI peace!
A heal how sober, heart how spacious!
A manner eaual with high or lowi
ROugh, but gentle uDcouth, but, gracious
And still inclining to lips of woe.
Patient when saidest, calm when siernest,
Grieyoi when rigid for justice sakei
Given TO Jest, VT ever In earnest,
IL aught u right or truth were at stake
Simple % heart, yet shrewd herewith,
slow 10 resolve, hut Arm IN holdi
Sun with parable AMI still with myth
Seasoning truth, like Them OF oil
Aptcsi hsmor and quaintest pth
sin We smile Ger the tales he told.
And n. sometimes, In saddest stress,
That mini, FURNISHED by hte,
CRingei rOuni with treason aud hate,
And guiding the state by guess,)
COuli doubt and could hesitate,
Who, alas had done less
In the worlds most deadly strait
tcswARD MARCH
A tenderer green than May
The Eternal season wears
The blue Of our summers day
IL dim and palli TO theirs
The Horror fsled away,
And twas Heaven all unawares!
Tents on the Infinite shore
Fhgs In the azuliDe sky,
Sails on the seas once more
To-day, In the heaven on high,
An under arms once more
The troops are an In their lines,
The guidcns fiutter and play;
But every bayOnet shines,
foc all must march to-day.
What Lofty pennons fiaunt!
What mighty echoes haunt,
A of great guns DER the main
Ilark 10 the sound again!
The Congress n allstaunt!
The Camesrland's manned again.
All the ships and their men
Are In line e battle today
An at quarters, as when
Their l,st roll Numbered away
An at their guns, As then,
fct the Fleet salutes to-day.
The armies have broken camp
On the vast and sunny plain,
The drums are rolling againi
With steady, measured tramp,
They're marching all again
With alignment firm AMI solemn,
Once again they form
In mighty square and column
hut never ior charge aud Storm
The OH Flag they died under
fluats above them On the shore,
AMI on the great ships yonder ...r
The ensigns dip o,ce mcre,-
AMI coce again the thunder
" the thirty guns aud four. ...
In solid platoons of steei,
Under haayeni triumphal arch,
The long lines break anil wheel;
And the uord Is, "forSari, march !"
The eolcrs ripple o'erhsad,
The drums roIl up 10 the sky,
AMI with martial tise and tread
The regiments all pass by
The ranks of oar faithful Dad, rT 4
Meeting their Presidents eye. .' a o. ~
With a soldiers quiet pride
They smila o'er the pefished pain, ry .....
fr their anguish was mol yain,-
Pcr thee, o Father. we died!
And We did not die In vain
March on, your last brave mile. H.r
Salute him, Star AMI lace,
furm round him, rank AMI file, va
AMI look On The kiD.l, rough fAce
but ths quaint AMI hou,sly smile
Has gloSy and q grace .
II nevcr hal known erewhiie,-
Never, In tine AMI spacs. .H. .t|t
Cicse ruuni him, hearts of pride!
Prss near him, side by side
Our Father l. not alone!
fu the lIoly Right ye died, frH.
And Christ, the Crucihed,
Walls 10 wel,ume his own. H,-
cetry. 1t "a not metaphysics put into verse.
. chili's car ani heart rs well as mans, and ca
the camp In TEXAS, where men have no dictionArie
IA Cove Han.
.ginr.l rupi with treason aDl hate