. The poets' Lincoln : tributes in verse to the martyred President. ton waved him to his place,Snapping, I need no help to try this case;And cornfield lawyer muttered of his mate. And when, as captain of the Union ship, Lincoln drew sail before the gathering storm Till favoring winds the shrouds unfurled should fill,Stanton again curled his contemptuous lipAnd, with the impatience of a patriot warm,Sneered at the helmsman, craven imbecile. Laid was the course at length; the sails untried Were spread; the raw crew set at spar and coil. Now round the prow Charybdean waters boilAnd ever higher su
. The poets' Lincoln : tributes in verse to the martyred President. ton waved him to his place,Snapping, I need no help to try this case;And cornfield lawyer muttered of his mate. And when, as captain of the Union ship, Lincoln drew sail before the gathering storm Till favoring winds the shrouds unfurled should fill,Stanton again curled his contemptuous lipAnd, with the impatience of a patriot warm,Sneered at the helmsman, craven imbecile. Laid was the course at length; the sails untried Were spread; the raw crew set at spar and coil. Now round the prow Charybdean waters boilAnd ever higher surges wars red mate who should the captains care divide Has strengthless proved. Where shall, the foe to foil, A man be found able to bear the toilAnd stand, to steer the ship, by Lincolns side? Stanton he called! The bitter choice he madeFor country, not himself. The ship was drivenBy the great twain through wars abyss, againInto calm seas. Then Lincoln low was laid,And Stanton paid him highest tribute givenTo mortal: Mightiest leader among men! gafc^g«. rtg|2opitf
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