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Canto	A
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My childhood's home I see again	B
And sadden with the view	C
And still as memory crowds my brain	D
There's pleasure in it too	C
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O Memory thou midway world	E
'Twixt earth and paradise	F
Where things decayed and loved ones lost	G
In dreamy shadows rise	H
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And freed from all that's earthly vile	I
Seem hallowed pure and bright	J
Like scenes in some enchanted isle	I
All bathed in liquid light	J
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As dusky mountains please the eye	K
When twilight chases day	L
As bugle notes that passing by	K
In distance die away	L
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As leaving some grand waterfall	M
We lingering list its roar	N
So memory will hallow all	M
We've known but know no more	N
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Near twenty years have passed away	L
Since here I bid farewell	O
To woods and fields and scenes of play	L
And playmates loved so well	O
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Where many were how few remain	D
Of old familiar things	P
But seeing them to mind again	B
The lost and absent brings	P
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The friends I left that parting day	L
How changed as time has sped	Q
Young childhood grown strong manhood gray	L
And half of all are dead	Q
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I hear the loved survivors tell	O
How nought from death could save	R
Till every sound appears a knell	O
And every spot a grave	R
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I range the fields with pensive tread	Q
And pace the hollow rooms	S
And feel companion of the dead	Q
I'm living in the tombs	S
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Canto	A
	-
But here's an object more of dread	Q
Than ought the grave contains	T
A human form with reason fled	Q
While wretched life remains	T
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Poor Matthew Once of genius bright	J
A fortune favored child	U
Now locked for aye in mental night	J
A haggard mad man wild	U
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Poor Matthew I have ne'er forgot	V
When first with maddened will	W
Yourself you maimed your father fought	X
And mother strove to kill	W
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When terror spread and neighbours ran	Y
Your dang'rous strength to bind	Z
And soon a howling crazy man	Y
Your limbs were fast confined	Z
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How then you strove and shrieked aloud	A2
Your bones and sinnews bared	B2
And fiendish on the gazing crowd	A2
With burning eye balls glared	B2
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And begged and swore and wept and prayed	C2
With maniac laughter joined	D2
How fearful were those signs displayed	C2
By pangs that killed thy mind	Z
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And when at length tho' drear and long	E2
Time soothed thy fiercer woes	F2
How plaintively thy mournful song	E2
Upon the still night rose	F2
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I've heard it oft as if I dreamed	G2
Far distant sweet and lone	H2
The funeral dirge it ever seemed	G2
Of reason dead and gone	I2
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To drink its strains I've stole away	L
All stealthily and still	W
Ere yet the rising God of day	L
Had streaked the Eastern hill	W
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Air held his breath trees with the spell	O
Seemed sorrowing angels round	J2
Whose swelling tears in dew drops fell	O
Upon the listening ground	J2
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But this is past and nought remains	T
That raised thee o'er the brute	K2
Thy piercing shrieks and soothing strains	T
Are like forever mute	K2
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Now fare thee well more thou the cause	L2
Than subject now of woe	A
All mental pangs by time's kind laws	M2
Hast lost the power to know	A
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O death Thou awe inspiring prince	N2
That keepst the world in fear	O2
Why dost thou tear more blest ones hence	P2
And leave him ling'ring here	Q2

Abraham Lincoln

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