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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. 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
 CENTURY Faith is not dead, tho’ priest and creed may pass, For thought has leavened the whole unthinking mass, And man looks now to find the God within. We shall talk more of love, and less of sin, In this new era. We are drawing near Unatlassed boundaries of a larger sphere. With awe, I wait, till Science leads us on, Into the full effulgence of its dawn. DEATH HAS CROWNED HIM A MARTYR (Written on the day of President McKinley’s death) In the midst of sunny waters, lo! the mighty Ship of State Staggers, bruised and torn and wounded by a derelict 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.  DEATH HAS CROWNED HIM A MARTYR BY ELLA WHEELER WILCOX READ FOR LIEBERVOX DOT ORK BY WAKEMAN DECAY IN SPENSYLVANIA VIRGINIA WRITTEN ON THE DAY OF PRESIDENT MC KINLEY'S DEATH IN THE MIDST OF SUNNY WATERS LO THE MIGHTY SHIP OF STATE STAGGERS BRUISED 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
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