To Abraham Lincoln
by John James Piatt (1835-1917) |
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STERN be the pilot in the dreadful hour
When a great
nation, like a ship at sea
With the wroth breakers
whitening at her lee,
Feels her last shudder if her
helmsman cower;
A godlike manhood be his mighty dower!
Such and so gifted, Lincoln, mayst thou be,
With thy high
wisdom's low simplicity
And awful tenderness of voted
power.
From our hot records then thy name shall stand
On Time's calm ledger out of passionate days�
With the
pure debt of gratitude begun,
And only paid in
never-ending praise�
One of the many of a mighty Land,
Made by God's providence the Anointed One.
1862. |
By John James Piatt (1835-1917)
Listed January 4, 2014 |
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