Lincoln . ace of thine eye; For he who marks the bounds of guilty power,Long suffering, hath heard thy captives cry, And touched his shackles at the appointed hour,And lo! they fall, and he whose limbs they galledStands in his native manhood, disenthralled. Well was thy doom deserved; thou didst not spareLifes tenderests ties, but cruelly didst partHusband and wife, and from the mothers heartDidst wrest her children, deaf to shriek and prayer;Thy inner lair becameThe haunt of guilty shame;The lash dropped blood, the murderer, at thy side,Showed his red hands, nor feared the di
Lincoln . ace of thine eye; For he who marks the bounds of guilty power,Long suffering, hath heard thy captives cry, And touched his shackles at the appointed hour,And lo! they fall, and he whose limbs they galledStands in his native manhood, disenthralled. Well was thy doom deserved; thou didst not spareLifes tenderests ties, but cruelly didst partHusband and wife, and from the mothers heartDidst wrest her children, deaf to shriek and prayer;Thy inner lair becameThe haunt of guilty shame;The lash dropped blood, the murderer, at thy side,Showed his red hands, nor feared the didst sow earth with crimes, and, far andwide,A harvest of uncounted miseries grew,Until the measure of thy sins at lastWas full, and then the avenging bolt was cast! The death of slavery, which Bryant sings sotouchingly and so forcefully, was the logical out-come of the War, as the institution itself was itsfundamental cause. In that dark stretch of years,when the mandate of slavery was rigid as the will 52. Caleb B. Smith. Simon Cameron. Montgomery Blair.
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