 | The Poems of Richard Watson Gilder |  |
JOHN GEORGE NICOLAY
WASHINGTON, D. C., SEPTEMBER, 1901
This man loved Lincoln, him did Lincoln love;Through the long storm, right there, by Lincoln's side,
He stood, his shield and servitor; when died
The great, sweet, sorrowful soul—still high above
All other passions, love for the spirit fled!
To this one task his pure life was assigned:
He strove to make the world know Lincoln's mind:
He served him living, and he served him dead.
So shall the light from that immortal fame
Keep bright forever this most faithful name.
| The Poems of Richard Watson Gilder | |