The Sunday herald and weekly national intelligencer., 1891-03-29
Written for THE SUNDAY HERALD.
AT THE TOMB OF WASHINGTON.
BY nuRroN Il. DOYLE.

ton is here,
His spirit bivouaces all around and makes
Mount Vernon dear.
With him our star of glory rose, our liberty had
birth
A country's freedom found repose where man.
kind knew its worth;
For all the nations of the world beheld true
manhood rise
And fiaunt on high flag unfurled for freedom
He drew his sword in brave defense of what he
knew was right
And never let his courage vince in Valley
With noble purpose never stained by selfish end
or aim,
He fought for all mankind and gained his own
unconscious fame:
He fought to lay oppression low and free his
native land,
And fourishing republics show the fruit of his
command;
For freedom now mankind may share through
out the spacious world:
And those who find it not elsewhere may find it
here unfurled
That man may have self lf-government protected
by that shield
Which God, all natures Sovereign. sent to
make oppression yield.
the fight
That gained what liberty desired, his country's
sacred right
From here he heard his countrymen with pride
upon him call
To leave retirement and ascend earth s grandest
throne of all.
And after he was President of this proud sister,
hood,
OF this great Union, Heaven-sent for mans
eternal good,
His modesty no credit took for aught that he
had done,
And would no adulation brook-no, not from
any one.
Again he came to this retreat, to this enohant-
ing spot,
And found his farm retirement sweet, and
sought to be forgot;
And here upon this classic stream he lived in
his old age.
But never let ambitions dream q single
thought engage.
He never knew what he had done for liberty
and right
Nor what his dauntless courage won from
stern oppression's might
Till here his eagle-eyes were closed, his manly
lips were sealed,
His nobly stalwart frame reposed when death
to him revealed
InS ElOrleS VI UQaC ngner sphere Wnere rlgnt-
eous spirits dwell
And view their earthly conduct here before
their last farewell
Virginia gave that spirit birth and nurtured it
with care
To bless mankind upon the earth with freedom
everywhere,
And treasures here the ashes still of that i'm
mortal son
Whose gallant deeds will ever fill the world
with Washington.
That spirit gave our nation birth among earths
countrymen
While Gods approval crowned its worth and
Freedom said, amen ~
That nation shrines his ashes here but cannot
bound his fame
The world proclaimed him then sincere, and
honors still his name!
His mighty heart here ceased its beat, his SCION
blood here child
And in this halowed homes retreat his patriot
grave was fill'd
With all of him that could decay from scroll
of deathless fame.
But what he did has grown to stay monu-
mental name.
For gratitude will urn his deeds in memories
of worth
AS monuments that vaor needs from all the
sons of earth,
AS long as honor has friend or manhood
merits praise.
Or noble bearing can commend unsefish vir-
tues ways,
Or love of country has shrine in any manly
breast:
For while these live he still will shine the
brightest and the best.
We venerate his memory here as round the
world it floats,
And sister nations greet the cheer and chime
in with their notes
To send his praises round the earth to every
land and tribe
Where deeds of daring virtues worth man
kind does not prescribe,
But venerates as evidence that valor worships
truth
And wants its reign to here commence and
have eternal youth,
That Liberty may leave the skies and to the
earth descend,
Where happiness in peace may rise and with
contentment blend.
On freedoms battlefield the first her ensign
to defend,
Without a selfish greed or thirst, he was her
greatest friend;
He drew his sword to make the fight for liberty
to live
Among all men with that delight which only
it can give.
His valor was the magic stone in Freedoms
temple here,
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