| Show STIRRED 4 V EM NC SouL X i r F ABRAHAM ABRAHA LINCOLN it it was once said snit that the tile prevailing prevailing pre pre- sentiment of his f pow pow- powerful erful yet sad countenance was expressed in the line Oh why should the spirit of mortal mortal mortal mor mor- tal be Le proud The sympathetic observer who found there so splendid a significance guessed the thc secret that In lay within with almost clairvoyant ant insight That is the opening line of the poem which was Lincoln's favorite It was written by n a young Scotchman who died at the uge of 37 the 37 the ugh fatal to Burns Durna Byron Motherwell and und other gifted sifted poets NE evening In December 1863 Mr Lincoln re repealed repealed re- re O ONE pealed cl the verses to Colonel J. J G G. Wilson then in Washington ton Mr r. r President remarked his guest you have omitted a portion of or It What hat IH Is there ther more of ot It tl exclaimed Mr Ir Lincoln with eager astonishment YV Y s 's 8 II air two m more re stanzas Colonel Wilson repeated th them m to 10 the delight of ur ih the President in Can y you JH toll tell me who wrote the poem 1 Mr Ir Lincoln I inquired I r I cant can't t find out Some Somo of or the newspapers have attributed Its authorship to mo no in U It J was written Colonel Wilson replied by lam S i Knox nox- nox a Scottish poet of or considerable talent who died tiled in hi E Edinburgh in lS i. i He lie published several volumes of oC Poems and was well known to Sir Ir Walter alter Scott Christopher North of or glorious mem memory r and nn l to many others among the literary lend leaders rs of or his day ro those who appreciate meritorious verse vcrs the same sanra Pleasure can bo be enjoyed here Kure in the rending reading of ot tho the poem Anent In Its completeness ns Os was ryas vouchsafed Lincoln on that night of rare TRIG peace and talk tolk of or beauty amid tho the tumult of war and stress of or his Peoples People's Peril This rials is le the poem In full fall MORTALITY Ohl Oh I why shin ho tho of ot mortal bo be proud R n swift nee fleeting tin indoor a fa n L-n nr cloud cloua A Alash nosh lash of or tho the lightning n a break of nt tho the wave Ho lie from lute to hi hie hi rot rest In tho the grave The leaves c of or the tho oak and th the willow shall fade fodo He Ile scattered featured around and cl together e r be laid And tho young and anil l l t the tho 0 old 3 and I this the t low and the tho lIh Shall moulder to dust dual and tOl together shall lie llo The Infant and mother attended and loved od The Tho mother that artl affection who proven proved The husband huband that mother and infant who ho blessed blessed- Each all ore are away to their dwellings of at rest The maid ml on whose whole ch cheek k on whose bro brow in whose eyes eye Shone b beauty uty und and her pleasure her triumphs aro are by And tho the memory of ot those tholo that beloved l her and praised Ate Are alike from tho the minds of ot tho the living lI erased The Thu hand of ot the kin king the scepter hath Rath borne born Thu Tho brow of ot the priest that the miter hath worn The eye eyo yo of ot the sags sag's and nd the tho he heart n of or the brave bra Are ArC hl hidden d n and lot lost In th the dept s of or the tho grate r U lJ The peasant whoso v 1 It t tta 11 i to 10 v tu vAnd and t t t. I leap cap Tho The herdsman who climbed with his bile goats coats u up tho the ste steep p The beggar 1 who wandered in search of ot his hi bread brend read havo 0 to faded eo awa away like tho grass that wo trent tread The saint that the tho communion of oC heat heaven on on Tho The sinner that dared lared to remain The Tho W wise and il th the foolish the guilty and Just Have 1 oJ quietly i dol their lr bones In n the 1 lust dust t So the multitude goes KOC JOla like th the hewer flower or the we we-e we weed 0 That withers wither away 11 to let others othen succeed So the tho multitude comes come oven O those wo we lie behold hold To repeat every tale that has hll often been told For we are arc the tho same lame as ne our fathers have havo been Wo 0 a see sen 1 the same sights that our fathers have seen We 0 drink tho the same samo stream and view tho the same amo sun And nd run tho the same course our fathers have havo run Tho The thoughts we are arc thinking our fathers would think From tho the death wo aro are shrinking our fathers would shrink To tho the lire life we wo lire tiro ro chasms they thoy also 10 would cling l But lut ut it speeds for tor us all like a a. a bird on the tho wing wine They loved lo but the tho story we cannot unfold They scorned but bul the heart hurt of ot the haughty la Is cold collI They grieved but no wall wail front tho the slumber will como come They Joyed toyed but the tho tongue of ot their gladness Is dumb They died ayi ay I they died We Wo things thine 11 that are lUG now ThAt walk on the Iho turf that I over ocr their brow And mike make In t dwellings a transient 1 abode th he t h Meet feet t the tho things that 1 they met on 0 their pilgrimage road Yes Yea hope hop and despondency ncy pleasure and P pain l We 10 mingle together In Ie sunshine and rain And the smile mUe and the tear the song gone and the tho dl dirge Still follow each other like surge turro upon sur surge e TI th the wink of or on no eye cye Us tho the drought draught of ot a a. a bre breath th From the tho blossom of or health to the pal paleness of death From rom tho the glided saloon to the tho bier LIeI and the shroud Ob Oh why hy should th the spirit of mortal be proud |
