Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1885-07-31
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IN MEMORlAM.

of the United states during the Late
civil war, and Twice President of tho
Republic. scmper FideiIs ct sempcr
1dem.
oh, bclsi from every steople, pcal,
From tow'r and turret, high and low,
From mosque and church whcro votrlos
Ring ont your funeral chimes of WOO.
Ring peal on peal, aloft, nfar,
From Southern Cross to Northern Star.
Peal TO the Orient. tho dawn to greet
Peal to the Occident, arouse the West;
Upon each Travelled way, each crowded street,
Peal his death kneli, our bravost and our
best.
A prince among the kings of Garth,
a soldier famed on histry's page,
Our own by lineage, kin and birth,
The greatest captain OF tho age.
His nnino beloved in every CLINE,
A name adorcd Mt home, abroad,
name outlasting place and time,
Etornal as the throne OF God,
Tho nations ask: Why should he dlo2
Tho wide world grioves, NIL people mourn,
And thero is heard the plaintvo cry
OF fifty millions DER his urn
Columbia, weep; thine is the cloud of gloom,
His Is tho rest, the laurel and the tomb.
Yours all the agony, for him the throne,
Yours the bereavement for he stood alone
The noblost prandest hero of the day,
The lesser left, the creator called away,
Not every man who wiclds n trusty blade,
Not every waif whom accident hath made
A leader or commander, young or old.
Who fghts,for glory, or FOR place, or gold,
Can match the soldier of heroic line,
Whose genius springs innate from source dt-
vino.
That glorious hidden fire which fills the brave
With power sublime; like Misslssippis wave,
Resstless in its How, its swoop and motion
From the far mountain to the distant ocean;
And rs its miles OF shining waters pour
Along the banks that line its either shore,
II renders sacred every vale aud plain
Through which its waters How toward tho
main,
So thy great captain formed in god-like mold
Whence heroes spring, unconquered, uncon-
trOllcu,
Possessed this royal gem by genius given
Only TO hearts anointcd by high heaven;
Born in the days of peace aud calm reposc,
The land uncnrsed with home or fore gn foes,
when fell soditon was unhenrd, unknown.
And peace and freedom seemed Coiumbias
Formed for the happiest years time could
bestow,
His home surrounded by affections glow,
He reached ripe manhood in the bittcr years
When h 8 loved land was bathcd in blood and
tears,
When terror held its reign, oppression famed
Its blood-stained banners DER the fated land,
Born of a gallant race. whose martial sircs
Courted wars dangers round Its council fires,
Twas not for such soul to tamely wait
When threatening dangers crowded round the
state;
| Twas not for him to bow the suppliant knee
| To any power save freedoms deity;
| Nor his proud neck to local bondage bow,
| Faith in his country doubly kindled now,
| Espoused her cause with confidence divine,
And laid his heart and sword on freedoms
shrine.
| God of the universe! Afflicted. low
| We bend before Thee in this calm of woe. =.
| To Thy great throne, half paralyzed and
| All sick of heart and desolate we come,
| Bow in our sorrow, passionate, sublime
In this dread change of circumstance and
You've promptly summon'd from our hearts
| away
| The prop you gave us in our trial day,
| The man of iron nerve and well-poised hand,
| BY nature fitted for supreme command.
| The godlike will TO plan, to dare, to do.
| The dauntless soldier, generous, proud, ana
| true.
Patient and firm, unfiinching in the right,
| Who never lost n Siege, or field, or fight,
| Whose lexicon of war spell d not retreat,
| Who never met disaster or defeat
| Each fight was victory; he held the reign
| The master spirit of the battle plain
| 'Gainst adverse fate and every cross-grained
He seemed in arms the very god of war;;
| You sent him thus prepared to n the free
| That man of El3yaCe and stern destiny
To break the fettcr, to unchain the slave,
To stay the storm then sweeping DER the
| brave,
To bid the powers of red sedition cease
| Their work of blood and crown the land with
peace.
Goddess of Freedom, with thy native grace,
Shroud thy fair form and vel! thy bcauteous
To hide the tcar.drops in thy love-lit eyes
Like glist'ning dew-drops falling IRON tine
skies
With all Columbia's laurels on his brow.
He bore thy standard, wore thy starry shield,
And did thy bidding on the battlc.iield;
His cool and steady hand was ut the helm
When banded anarchists would overwhelm
The ship of state; when clouds obscurcd the
light
Without the fiery pillar in the night:
When freedoms sun did his bright presence
And hid his burning face behind the cloud;
When moon and stars seemed all eclipscd ant
| dim
You looked for light and succor both to him
| His the bold hand to lead, the head to plan,
His sword flashed dnzzingly in freedoms van
He conquered all the them unconqueret
hosts
That madly mustered at their trystlng posts
And ficrcely fought to build II newborn
| power
a myth. II whim. the idol of an hour.
The tainelcss, daunllcss warriors who coul'
give
Life, home and fortune that freak nigh
Who in wild ecstasy their flag unfnrled
= To turn the current Of the living world
Backward and downward, pedestal and dome
To foster slavery in fair freedoms home.
Chlvalrous spirits. who in veal or woe,
Are more than match for any equal foe,
These were the men. fair Goddess, that bose
The starry flag; thnse were The men he met
| On every field, and his grand genius won,
, | From his first siege at gori DoneiSOn
To his last field, and AppomAtox rose
The monument tlIat marked the conflict
: close.
Oh, stargemmcd flag! now dropping at hall
: mast
! = If things inanilnate could cry or weep.
Thy wailings would be heard upon the blast
Wher'er the compass points, on land o
Star-studded banner, emblem of the free,
His blade bestowed eternal buys on thee,
, Flag draped in woe above the pulseless hand
, OF him who rescued freedoms holy land.
Oh, starry flag! enfold tine hcro's breast
Cover the soldier in his dreanless rest
: On, heaycn'genimed banner TO MS near
With thy bright folds enshroud his hor
: ored bier.
OH spirits of our soldiers dend-
Who rest upon the higher plain,
Who for our land and freedom bled,
That camps before the great white thrones
Tender him welcome of your own,
Such welcome as BELTS the brave
| Who struck the shackles from the slave,
l Warm welcome to his rich rewards,
? Welcome commensurate with his renown,
| Offered by Heavens tried veteran guards
To him who won the conquerors crown.
Soldiers! who followed where the hero led.
Comrades! who marched with him an
fought like kings.
I Meath his command, who camped, or charge
, or bed,
And earned the double fame that vale
Comrades, who nobly trod tho scarlet pres
!, vicksburg and Richmond with their will
alarms,
The bloody tangles of the Wilderness,
The crater and the avalanche of arms.
The storm, the hurricane. the battle cloud,
Again in memory recross our view
And the wild thunderbolts so fiercely loud,
The graves all cofiinless, for soldiers true,
Filled with our gallant dead, the battles roar
Shall wake them nOt-they rest, rest evermOr,
fill,
| The sigh and tear are ours, tits Gods gres
will,
l OH sanctifed each spot, sacred tho sod,
' Ger which our mighty Captain fought c