Toggle Dropdown Serif Sans-serif Monospaced Dyslexic Bold Italic Font size: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 Mark as read [object Object] Only page of title 121 6 Fairly Easy Dead? this peerless man of men -- Patriot, Poet, Citizen! -- Dead? and ye weep where he lies Mute, with folded eyes! Courage! All his tears are done; Mark him, dauntless, face the sun! He hath led you. -- Still, as true, He is leading you. Folded eyes and folded hands Typify divine commands He is hearkening to, intent Beyond wonderment. 'Tis promotion that has come Thus upon him. Stricken dumb Be your moanings dolorous! God knows what He does. Rather as your chief, _aspire_! -- Rise and seize his toppling lyre, And sing Freedom, Home, and Love, And the rights thereof! Ere in selfish grief ye sink, Come! catch rapturous breath and think -- Think what sweep of wing hath he, Loosed in endless liberty. End of title Sign in to unlock this title Sign in to continue reading, it's free! As an unregistered user you can only read a little bit. Links External resources bookshop Wikipedia Project Gutenberg Goodreads Google Books
Dead? this peerless man of men -- Patriot, Poet, Citizen! -- Dead? and ye weep where he lies Mute, with folded eyes!
Courage! All his tears are done; Mark him, dauntless, face the sun! He hath led you. -- Still, as true, He is leading you.
'Tis promotion that has come Thus upon him. Stricken dumb Be your moanings dolorous! God knows what He does.
Rather as your chief, _aspire_! -- Rise and seize his toppling lyre, And sing Freedom, Home, and Love, And the rights thereof!
Ere in selfish grief ye sink, Come! catch rapturous breath and think -- Think what sweep of wing hath he, Loosed in endless liberty.
