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In the mighty march of progress he has sought to do his best. Let his enemies be silent, as we lay him down to rest, And may God assuage the anguish of one suffering woman's breast. IN THE MIGHTY MARCH OF PROGRESS HE HAS SOUGHT TO DO HIS BEST LET HIS ENEMIES BE SILENT AS WE LAY HIM DOWN TO REST AND MAY GOD ASSUAGE THE ANGUISH OF ONE SUFFERING WOMAN'S BREAST
 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. 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. CE 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 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
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