. The poets' Lincoln : tributes in verse to the martyred President. loved the common things;The common faith of man was his, The common faith of man he had—For this today his grave face is A face half joyous and half sad. 114 THE POETS LINCOLN A man of earth! Of earthy stuff, As honest as the fruitful soil,Gnarled as the friendly trees, and rough As hillsides that had known his toil;Of earthy stuff-—let it be told, For earth-born men rise and revealA courage fair as beaten gold And the enduring strength of steel. So now he dominates our thought. This humble great man holds us thusBecause of al
. The poets' Lincoln : tributes in verse to the martyred President. loved the common things;The common faith of man was his, The common faith of man he had—For this today his grave face is A face half joyous and half sad. 114 THE POETS LINCOLN A man of earth! Of earthy stuff, As honest as the fruitful soil,Gnarled as the friendly trees, and rough As hillsides that had known his toil;Of earthy stuff-—let it be told, For earth-born men rise and revealA courage fair as beaten gold And the enduring strength of steel. So now he dominates our thought. This humble great man holds us thusBecause of all he dreamed and wrought; Because he is akin to held his patient trust in truth While God was working out His plan,And they that were his foes, forsooth, Came to pay tribute to the Man. Not as the great who grow more great Until they have a mystic fame—No stroke of fortune nor of fate Gave Lincoln his undying common man, earth-bred, earth-born, One of the breed who work and wait—His was a soul above all scorn. His was a heart above all PRESIDENT LINCOLN AT ANTIETAM Photograph taken on the battlefield, September, 1862, with General McClellan and Allen Pinkerton 116 THE POETS LINCOLN EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON, born at HeadTide, Maine, December 22, 1869. Educated atGardiner, Maine, and Harvard University, National Institute Arts and Letters. Author:The Torrent and The Night Before, 1896; The Childrenof the Night, 1897, 1905; Captain Craig (poems), TheTown Down the River, 1910. THE MASTER (LINCOLN) A FLYING word from here and thereHad sown the name at which we sneered,But soon the name was everywhere,To be reviled and then revered:A presence to be loved and feared, We cannot hide it, or denyThat we, the gentlemen who jeered,May be fogotten by and by. He came when days were perilous And hearts of men were sore beguiled;And having made his note of us, He pondered and was ever master yet so mild As he, and so untamable?We doubted
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