Impressions in and about Portland, Maine . Thy Psalm of Life still livesAnd to the weary givesIts heaven-taught blessed words ;In pure Evangeline,The unsullied life is thine ;While from the Wayside Inn,And Village Blacksmiths din,Thy fancy weaves such formsOf beauty and of grace,That, but to speak thy all our hearts aflame,And chief of bards we placeOur Longfellow ! The poet needs no monumentIn lasting bronze or stone ;So long as man shall live,His silver words aloneShall keep his memory green !Yet, fitly, in his boyhood old town by the these arching h
Impressions in and about Portland, Maine . Thy Psalm of Life still livesAnd to the weary givesIts heaven-taught blessed words ;In pure Evangeline,The unsullied life is thine ;While from the Wayside Inn,And Village Blacksmiths din,Thy fancy weaves such formsOf beauty and of grace,That, but to speak thy all our hearts aflame,And chief of bards we placeOur Longfellow ! The poet needs no monumentIn lasting bronze or stone ;So long as man shall live,His silver words aloneShall keep his memory green !Yet, fitly, in his boyhood old town by the these arching he so loved to sculptured form we place ! And in the days and years to men are asked to nameWhom Portland honors poets fame,All shall point hitherward ! — George E. B. Jackson. 27. THE EASTERN CEMETERY Our city guards, upon her eastern steep, The graveyard of her old, historic dead,Where seven generations came to sleep Near the tall pine whose shadows long havefled :The aged parson, shepherding his flock, The brave young warriors, slain in captains, fallen in the battles shock. There slumber, side by side ;And sailors bold, that cruise the deej) no more,Past the known headlands of this winding shore. — Abba Goold Woolson. 2S MAINE GENERAL HOSPITAL ( All Acrostic) May heaven protect our dear loved State,And may she stand supremely great !In noble deeds let her delight,Nor strive but in the cause of right !Each cry for succor may she that she bend the listening ear !E er let her children claim her Sorrow speak to empty air !Enduring though the Nations the weak and blessing all,As first she greets the morning love keep bright till time be run !Honor and fame shall wreathe her brow,On every hill glad Her
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