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In Memoriam.

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April 14, 1865.

There must, in every cause, be some first Martyr
To suffer and to fall:
There must be also those content to barter
Their victory for their all.
And now it was so. He whose wisdom guarded
Their fear amidst distress;
He, whose dear succour had so oft awarded
Great help to great success:
He, who, to risk himself so long forbidden
Against the rebel foe,—
Was, in the hour of victory warned, that hidden
Murderers might lay him low.

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He, fully prescient of that utter danger,
Went forth in all his state:
And she, to that same peril not a stranger,
Stood by, to share his fate:
He fell — when could he better fall? — most glorious
After the end of strife:
He fell—when could he better fall?—victorious;
The work done of his life.
Weep not for him; There is small cause for weeping;
He is but laid to rest
Who, after such long trouble, is but sleeping
Upon a heavenly breast.
Rebellion so crushed out, that they who feel it,
Are gnawing their heart's core:
It was, perchance, but meet his blood should seal it,
Whose name lives evermore.

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He never can, in this world, see the vision
He hoped of peace and love;
But who can tell his more complete fruition
Of that same peace, above?