James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902.
July 3To the Spirit of Abraham Lincoln
By Richard Watson Gilder (18441909)
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Here the long, dread midsummer battle roared,
And brother in brother plunged the accursed sword;—
Here foe meets foe once more in proud array
Yet not as once to harry and to slay
But to strike hands, and with sublime accord
Weep tears heroic for the souls that soared
Quick from earth’s carnage to the starry way.
Each fought for what he deemed the people’s good,
And proved his bravery by his offered life,
And sealed his honor with his outpoured blood;
But the Eternal did direct the strife,
And on this sacred field one patriot host
Now calls thee father,—dear, majestic ghost!