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He has raised the lovers' standard by his loyalty and faith, He has shown how virile manhood may keep free from scandal's breath. He has gazed, with trust unshaken, in the awful eyes of Death. HE HAS RAISED THE LOVER'S STANDARD BY HIS LOYALTY AND FAITH HE HAS SHOWN HOW VIRILE MANHOOD MAY KEEP FREE FROM SCANDAL'S BREATH HE HAS GAZED WITH TRUST UNSHAKEN IN THE AWFUL EYES OF DEATH
relict of fate, One that drifted from its moorings in the anchorage of hate. On the deck our noble Pilot, in the glory of his prime, Lies in woe-impelling silence, dead before his hour or time, Victim of a mind self-centred in a Godless fool of crime. One of earth’s dissension-breeders, one of Hate’s unreasoning tools, In the annals of the ages, when the world’s hot anger cools, He who sought for Crime’s distinction shall be known as Chief of Fools. In the annals of the ages, he who had no thought of fame (Keeping on the path of duty, caring not for praise or blame), Close beside the deathless Lincoln, writ in light, will shine his name. Youth proclaimed him as a hero; time, a statesman; love, a man; Death has crowned him as a martyr,—so from goal to goal he ran, Knowing all the sum of glory that a human life may span. He was chosen by the people; not an accident of birth Made him ruler of a nation, but his own intrinsic worth. Fools may govern over kingdoms—not republics of the earth. SED AND TORN AND WOUNDED BY A DERELICT OF FATE ONE THAT DRIFTED FROM ITS MOORINGS IN THE ANCHORAGE OF HATE ON THE DOCK OUR NOBLE PILOT IN THE GLORY OF HIS PRIME LIES IN WOE IMPELLING SILENCE DEAD BEFORE HIS HOUR OR TIME VICTIM OF A MIND SELF CENTERED IN A GODLESS FOOL OF CRIME ONE OF EARTH'S DISSENSION BREEDERS ONE OF HATES UNREASONING TOOLS IN THE ANNALS OF THE AGES WHEN THE WORLD'S HOT ANGER COOLS HE WHO SOUGHT FOR CRIME'S DISTINCTION SHALL BE KNOWN AS CHIEF OF FOOLS IN THE ANNALS OF THE AGES HE WHO HAD NO THOUGHT OF FAME KEEPING ON THE PATH OF DUTY CARING NOT FOR PRAISE OR BLAME CLOSE BESIDE THE DEATHLESS LINCOLN WRIT IN LIGHT WILL SHINE HIS NAME YOUTH PROCLAIMED HIM AS A HERO TIME A STATESMAN LOVE A MAN DEATH HAS CROWNED HIM AS A MARTYR SO FROM GOLD TO GOLD HE RAN KNOWING ALL THE SUM OF GLORY THAT A HUMAN LIFE MAY SPAN HE WAS CHOSEN BY THE PEOPLE NOT AN ACCIDENT OF BIRTH MADE HIM RULER OF A NATION BUT HIS OWN INTRINSIC WORTH FOOLS MAY GOVERN OVER KINGDOMS NOT REPUBLICS OF THE EARTH
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