Weekly Trinity journal., 1865-05-13
Oh, Why Should the Spirit OF Mortal be
Proud:
BY ABRAHAM LINCOLN, ESQ. OF ILLINOIS.


The following beautiful poem is from the pen
Of our late lamented President, and was prob
ably the impression of his early manhood 1t is
full of sentiment but the last stanza in particu-
ar seems prophetic of the fate of the writer,
whose whole lie was living proof of the spirit
in the title of the little gem, running
with characteristic consistcnce through the en-
ire measure:
Oh. why should the spirit Of mortal he proud,
Like II f-fectinS meteor-a fast-fying cloud
lush of the lightning a break Of the wave
He passeth from life 10 his rest in the grave
The leaves Of the oak and the willow shall fade.
BE scattered around and together he laid:
A. the yonng and the old and the low and the high,
Shall crumble to dust and together shall lie
The infant mother attended and loved
The mother that infants affections who proved
The father that mother aud infant who blessed
Each. all are away TO their dwelling Of rest
The maid on whose brow in whose cheek in whose eve
Shone heanty and pleasure-her triumphs are by;
And alike from the minds Of the living erased
Are the memories Of morals who loved her and praised
The hand of the king that the sceprre hath borne
The brow Of the priest that the mitre hath
The brow Of the and the heart of the brave
Are hidden and lost in the power Of the grave
The peasant whose lot to and Ia reap
THE THE hsrman ~ho climbed with his goat. its. up the steep
Have faded away like the grass We have tread
So the multitude goes. like the flower or the weed
That wither- away to let others succeed
So the multitude comes even those we behold.
To repeat every tale that has often been told.
For we are the same our fathers have been:
We ree the sights fathers have seen;
We drink the same stream the same sun,
And run the same course our fathers have
The thoughts thinking our fathers did think;
From the death shrinking our fathers did shrink;
To the life clinging fathers did cling:
But II speeds from US all like the bird on the wing
They love,i-tut the story We cannot unfold;
They scoruei-hnt the heart of the naughty is cold
They grievedbn wall from their slnmbers will come;
They joye-bu the tongue of their glainess is dumb;
They diei-ah. they dici-we. things that now
That walk the turf that lies the brow.
Aud make in their dwelling transient abode.
Meet the things that they met their pilgrimage road
Yea hope and dependency. pleasure and pain,
Are mingled together in sunshine and rain:
And III" smile and The tear and the and the dirgc.
viii follow each other like surge upon surge.
It's the wink Of an eve'ti- the tr,ucht Of breath
From the blossom Of health Ia the paIenes4 Of death
From the cil'r saloon IN the bier and the shroud-
Oh, why should the spirit Of mortal be proud
CoprERuEADs AND CoppFRHE.D PAPrRs. BE-
r.RE Tho recent raid on the Copperhead press
f San FrnnciScoh nv an nfuriate neople seems 70
ave had hut t-i1ing effect on editors of that ik
hrnughnnt the State. The canting. hvrecritical
vail which they send mp under the guisr of 10y
lty over what they are pleased to call :. Sher-
mans fital mistake is too redolent Of their
ormer infamous career to be easily mistaken-
What object can those papers have in view or
what do they hone TO achieve by pursuing a
curse wicked and franght with the worst
ossble evil TO themselves? Do they hope that
" continued perseverance in This recreant
lang 10 seal m the eyes of loval people to
heir niauites or do they grasp like drowning
nan at the last straw. and hope to see the Union
e-estoblished with slavnry-that old political
ond between Copperhead and rehel-as its cor
er stone? IF the former he their object fruit
ess indeed. will be their efforts if the latter
rhv God forbid it.
people born free, and wont TO look with
everence upon the laws and institutions of their
onntry, are i'll calculated 10 brook insult from
ny foe he he foreign or domestic more espr-
tally when the latter class of enemy would
With the artifce of political coniuror, strike at
he heart of his country by premedtatedly loan
ng his individual talent to bring about her de-
truction. A word of advice to Copperheads
nd Copperhead editors might not be in bad
ste at this peculiar epoch of our country's af
,irs. Beware how you abuse. for the future
hat rright heretofore be considered an over in
ulgcnt administration. Bear in mind that
rople lash ed into fury By deeds of blood over
hlch angels might nave Wcpt, ana Tor the per-
ctration of which you yourselves are in a meas
re responsible are not to be trified with. The
diet has gone forth throughout the land, and
as already met with response which will war
mt every loval citizen. no matter where rests
is foot on this continent, in proclaimng the
entence which wonld. one year ago, have laid
i'm in Southern dungeon the Union must
nd shall be preserved Be not deceived as
} the effect your would-be loyalty has on the
Kinds of your countrymen; suffice il TO say that
ne last act in the tragedy which you yourselves
ided in producing, is too deeply engraved on
he m nds of people - slow to anger but of
Needing wrath ever to be obliterated.-SGc-
1mento Bee.