James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902.
October 30John A. Andrew
By Louise Chandler Moulton (18351908)
O
Who held the helm of state so long,
Our plaining mingles with our praise,
Our sorrow sanctifies our song.
Ear deaf to all our worldly din,
Great soul which has not left its peer,
We would the grave sods had shut in
Had thy strong will to urge us on,
Thy brain to plan, thy hands to help,
Thy cheerful voice to say “well done!”