Abraham Lincoln (1897) (14590954580)

Identifier: abrahamlincol1479coff (find matches)
Title: Abraham Lincoln
Year: 1897 (1890s)
Authors: Coffin, Charles Carleton, 1823-1896 Independent Order of Odd Fellows. Sovereign Grand Lodge
Subjects: Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 Presidents
Publisher: New York : Harper & Brothers
Contributing Library: Lincoln Financial Foundation Collection
Digitizing Sponsor: The Institute of Museum and Library Services through an Indiana State Library LSTA Grant



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e fairerblossom cut down by death. He is overwhelmed by grief. Reason tot-ters. His friends are alarmed, and seek to divert his thoughts. Afriend sends him the poem written by William Knox, of Scotland : Oh! wliy should the spirit of movtul be proud?Like a swift fleeting meteor, a fust flying cloud,A flash of the lightning, a break of the wave,He passeth from life to his rest in the grave. The leaves of the oak and the willow shall fade,Be scattered around and together be laid ;And the young and the old, and the low and the high,Shall moulder to dust and together shall lie. Yea ! hope and despondency, pleasure and pain,We mingle together in sunshine and rain ; 86 LIFE OF ABRAHAM LINCOLN. And the smile and tlie tear, the song and tlie dirge,Shall follow each other like surge upon surge. Tis the wink of an eye, tis the draught of a breath,From the bloom of health to the paleness of death ;From the gilded saloon to the bier and the shroud—Oh ! why should the spirit of mortal be proud ?
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GRAVE OF ANN RUTLEDGE.(From a photograpli by C. S. McCullougli, Petersburg, 111) The poem emphasizes the evanescence of earthly things. That whichhas come to him is the common lot of man, and so he will be resignedunder the great affliction. Through life, whenever he is bowed withgrief, he will find comfort and consolation in the lines. Little does Bolin Green know what service he is rendering to theworld Avhen he takes Abraham Lincoln to his home. It is only a log-cabin, but within its walls kindness and sympathy are tenderly giventill reason is once more enthroned. Years pass, but the kindness isnever forgotten. When at last this benefactor passes away, and Abra- LIFE IN NEW SALEM. 87 ham Lincoln, crowned with lionoi-, stands by tho burial casket, he can-not give utterance to the words he fain woukl s))eak in commemora-tion of his friend. His eyes fill with tears; with tremulous lips he turnsaway, unable to control his emotion. NOTE.S TO CHAPTER V. () A. Y. Elliss lott.T ill Williai