. The poets' Lincoln : tributes in verse to the martyred President. st, 1907. By special invitation from the faculty of the AlumniAssociation of said College he read the following poemat their annual banquet held on the centenary ofLincolns birth, 1909: THE MATCHLESS LINCOLN FROM out the ranks of common men he rose—Himself of common elements, yet fine—As in a wood of different species growsAbove all other trees the lordly pine,Upon whose branches rest the winter snows, Upon whose head warm beams of summer shine;His was the heart to feel the peoples woesAnd his the hand to hold the builders lin
. The poets' Lincoln : tributes in verse to the martyred President. st, 1907. By special invitation from the faculty of the AlumniAssociation of said College he read the following poemat their annual banquet held on the centenary ofLincolns birth, 1909: THE MATCHLESS LINCOLN FROM out the ranks of common men he rose—Himself of common elements, yet fine—As in a wood of different species growsAbove all other trees the lordly pine,Upon whose branches rest the winter snows, Upon whose head warm beams of summer shine;His was the heart to feel the peoples woesAnd his the hand to hold the builders line;Strong, patient, wise and great,Born ruler of the State. Among a mountain group one sovereign peak Will tower aloft unto commanding heightAs if more distant view abroad to seek— First one to hail, last one to speed the light;Those granite sides will snows of winter streak Een in the summer with their purest white;—Silent, serene, that summit yet will speak Of loftiest grandeur to the enraptured sight;So Lincolns greatness shoneSupreme, unmatched, LINCOLN AS CANDIDATE FOR PRESIDENTPhotograph, Springfield, 111., 1860 THE POETS LINCOLN 61 CHARLOTTE BECKER was born and has alwayslived in Buffalo, New York. She was educatedin private schools and in Europe, and has writtenpoems for Harpers Magazine, The Metropolitan, TheAmerican, Life, etc., besides a number of songs whichhave been set to music by Amy Woodfords-Finden,C. B. Hawley, Whitney Coombs and others. LINCOLN GAUNT, rough-hewn face, that bore the fur-rowed signsOf days of conflict, nights of agony,And still could soften to the gentler lines Of one whose tenderness and truth went freeBeyond the pale of any small confinesTo understand and help humanity. Wise, steadfast mind, that grasped a peoples need,Counting nor pain nor sacrifice too great To keep the noble purpose of his creedStrong against all buffeting of Fate, Though no least solace sprang of work or deedFor him, since triumph came at last—too late. B
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