The Plymouth weekly Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1860-1869, 1867-12-12
From the Sunday Herald.
EEsE WIDOWS LAMENT.

The following lines were composed few days az
the death OF Mr.. Lincoln and respectfully dedi
ted to his widow
IIarll the mou-nful funeral bell.
I0IllnS its slow, sad, requiem kucll,
Telling smitten nations grief.
As mourning DER its cherished chief
II bends in sorrow meath the blow.
W Nhlch laid Its chosen head so low
And hope no more her r4pan sings.
But sadly droop> her radiant wings.
And stOOps TO hide the chastcned tear
She drops upon thar haliOw ed bier.
But. hark ; above thi~ sorrow wave,
Which surges DER his open grave.
There breaks Il err which stills the wall.
The widow shriekS. "Old clothes for sale
Come friends. come patriots, who viii buy
Hear her in broken accents cry,
~ sell his coats. I'll sell his pants,
III sell to shops and reSjaurants-
I'll sell in lots sell in pairs:
III sell to companies on sharS-
But not for credit, only ctSh
Will still afford me means to dash.
Ill first put up his little things.
His pocket-cOmb. and knife, and pins
Ills pOrtemOBnaie-all so complete
His toothbrush. nail-brIsh, shaving pot;
I'll club together. in one lot,
Assured thar things he treasured so,
You'll not allow To 20 too low;
His slippers and his robes-de mutt
VIII surely bring at least a Y.
While for this handsome dressing-gown,
Won't some one lay XX down:
His bootS and shoes are mostly new,
His backine.box III throw in, too,
TO any one, who on the spot
Give NE Il bid Tor the whole lot
Boots, No. 10, and broad ut that
His foot though long, was very flat;
I'm sure. though ten il large enough,
Or. if too large, the toes III stuff,
And make them do for any age,
frO cut know is all the rage.)
So he who'd stand in Abrams shoes,
Should not this rare occasion lose.
Ills stockings. knit of home-spun yarn,
Are warranted without darn
Whoever bought his boots well knows
He. too. should have this lot of hose,
Ills oyercoat, with silken nap,
His blanket shawl. and 0id .>cotct cdp.'
(Isest souvenirs of his disguised
Some I,Tfrcf heart know will prize.
This hat. whose age you'll all revere,
(IIis best. l gave his pastor, dear,)
lie wore four years. then put away,
Thinking ii yet might come in play
In after years when freed from care
His cast-Off clothes again he'd wear,
Amidst those haunts of childhOOd's days,
Where Fashion ne'er her scepter sways
All little thought he. hOnored sage.
The role 'twould play still less the stage;
But must hasten, time is short.
And stI,l We thingsof every sort.
His coats. and vests, and undcrelOthes.
IL m sure there's many wanting those;)
But III not stop 20 specify.
You Ii see them a. each piece cry:
His secve-studS, watch, and both his fobs
Alas they say are justly BObs;
don't believe their his by right
But I'm forced To yield To might.
And lose. of course. on this account
Much that should swell this same amount.
have his shirts tho twelve bran new
And some he's worE-tho' these are few;
For have always made him wear
Until they rot to he threadbare.
Whatever nigh; be hid from view.
As shirts. and drawers. and stockings too.
liut even these. all rags and rips,
II tear III pieces. sell in strips,
For none must away to day
no has = single dime To pay
Nnd many crave "A hallowcd token
Whose purse. we'll Is hearts nigh broken
Aud now. dear friends. think that's all.
Though still attention | would call
10 one more thing that's crossed my mind,
- And II encouragement find
10 warrant me the large outlay,
i ii let yOu kuOw-hut II must y]gJ
III sell his fctta. but somehow doubt
II Il would pay to pull them out
One dollar each for thirty y-iour
Abe must have had a weflled jaw
The profits might not he much more
t,h If they were but false how nice
Il have them out then in Il tricc:
q sell the teeth. then sell the plate,
But now must yOur action wait.
just tell me then how much you'll give,
And If the profits II receive
Will seem 10 make the object one
To compen~atr-fiic deed i done
And IN BE- through with this affair,
Anf! then can at once prepare
70 pack ms trunks. and ill my bales,
tihc proceeds of Vet other Sac>)
And with my SpoilS III then depart,
With widowed. dp~Olatcd heart.
Sustained beneath is load of grief
Alone b. taiS-fiIc firm belief
mat consolation soon viii come.
In some such solid cheering form.
y bonds. and mortgages, and lands
Bestowed by liberal hearts and hands.
Which iain would mitigate my
BY promises of a lighter morrow
! only hope they II press the measure,
And hurry up and .,'t the treasure;
For ii this flror should die out.
My hopes would vanish up the spout
Then .riefs which now those hopes assuagc,
Would burn anew with quickencd rage;
surely then would frantic go.
10 Hnd NV prospects blightcd
Ny aspiration brought 80 low,
My consolation cake all dough-.