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Lincoln

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

When God created this good world

A few stupendous peaks were hurled

From His strong hand, and they remain

The wonder of the level plain.

But these colossal heights are rare,

While shifting sands are everywhere.

 

So with the race.  The centuries pass

And nations fall like leaves of grass.

They die, forgotten and unsung;

While straight from God some souls are flung,

To live immortal and sublime.

So lives great Lincoln for all time.

 


From Poems of Experience | Gay and Hancock, 1917