ON THE LIFE-MASK OF ABRAHAM LINCOLN

by: Richard Watson Gilder (1844-1909)

      HIS bronze doth keep the very form and mold
      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 arméd strength: It was his mighty heart.

"On the Life-Mask of Abraham Lincoln" is reprinted from The Century, vol. 33, issue 1 (Nov 1886).

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