Poem: On The Life-Mask Of Abraham Lincoln by Richard Watson Gilder


Lincoln Life-Mask

This bronze doth keep the very form and mould

Of our great martyr’s face. Yes, this is he;

That brow all wisdom, all benignity;

That human, humorous mouth; those cheeks that hold

Like some harsh landscape all the summer’s gold;

That spirit fit for sorrow, as the sea

For storms to beat on; the lone agony

Those silent, patient lips too well foretold.

Yes, this is he who ruled a world of men

As might some prophet of the elder day-

Brooding above the tempest and the fray

With deep-eyed thought and more than mortal ken,

A power was his beyond the touch of art

Or armed strength-his pure and mighty heart.

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