|On the Life-Mask of Abraham Lincoln|
by Richard Watson Gilder (1844�1909)
|This bronze doth keep the very form and mould|
Of our great martyr's face. Yes, this is he:
That brow all wisdom, all benignity;
That human, humorous mouth; those cheeks that hold
Like some harsh landscape all the summer's gold;
That spirit fit for sorrow, as the sea
For storms to beat on; the lone agony
Those silent, patient lips too well foretold.
Yes, this is he who ruled a world of men
As might some prophet of the elder day
Brooding above the tempest and the fray
With deep-eyed thought and more than mortal ken.
A power was his beyond the touch of art
Or arm�d strength�his pure and mighty heart.
|By Richard Watson Gilder (1844�1909)|
Listed November 17, 2012
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