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One day along the electric wire	A
His manly word for Freedom sped	B
We came next morn that tongue of fire	A
Said only 'He who spake is dead '	C
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Dead while his voice was living yet	D
In echoes round the pillared dome	E
Dead while his blotted page lay wet	D
With themes of state and loves of home	E
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Dead in that crowning grace of time	F
That triumph of life's zenith hour	A
Dead while we watched his manhood's prime	F
Break from the slow bud into flower	A
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Dead he so great and strong and wise	G
While the mean thousands yet drew breath	H
How deepened through that dread surprise	G
The mystery and the awe of death	H
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From the high place whereon our votes	I
Had borne him clear calm earnest fell	J
His first words like the prelude notes	I
Of some great anthem yet to swell	J
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We seemed to see our flag unfurled	K
Our champion waiting in his place	L
For the last battle of the world	K
The Armageddon of the race	L
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Through him we hoped to speak the word	M
Which wins the freedom of a land	N
And lift for human right the sword	O
Which dropped from Hampden's dying hand	N
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For he had sat at Sidney's feet	P
And walked with Pym and Vane apart	Q
And through the centuries felt the beat	P
Of Freedom's march in Cromwell's heart	Q
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He knew the paths the worthies held	R
Where England's best and wisest trod	S
And lingering drank the springs that welled	S
Beneath the touch of Milton's rod	S
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No wild enthusiast of the right	S
Self poised and clear he showed alway	T
The coolness of his northern night	S
The ripe repose of autumn's day	S
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His steps were slow yet forward still	U
He pressed where others paused or failed	S
The calm star clomb with constant will	U
The restless meteor flashed and paled	S
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Skilled in its subtlest wile he knew	V
And owned the higher ends of Law	W
Still rose majestic on his view	V
The awful Shape the schoolman saw	W
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Her home the heart of God her voice	X
The choral harmonies whereby	Y
The stars through all their spheres rejoice	X
The rhythmic rule of earth and sky	Y
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We saw his great powers misapplied	S
To poor ambitions yet through all	Z
We saw him take the weaker side	S
And right the wronged and free the thrall	Z
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Now looking o'er the frozen North	A2
For one like him in word and act	S
To call her old free spirit forth	A2
And give her faith the life of fact	S
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To break her party bonds of shame	B2
And labor with the zeal of him	C2
To make the Democratic name	B2
Of Liberty the synonyme	B2
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We sweep the land from hill to strand	S
We seek the strong the wise the brave	D2
And sad of heart return to stand	S
In silence by a new made grave	D2
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There where his breezy hills of home	B2
Look out upon his sail white seas	E2
The sounds of winds and waters come	B2
And shape themselves to words like these	E2
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'Why murmuring mourn that he whose power	A
Was lent to Party over long	F2
Heard the still whisper at the hour	A
He set his foot on Party wrong	F2
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'The human life that closed so well	J
No lapse of folly now can stain	G2
The lips whence Freedom's protest fell	J
No meaner thought can now profane	G2
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'Mightier than living voice his grave	D2
That lofty protest utters o'er	A
Through roaring wind and smiting wave	D2
It speaks his hate of wrong once more	H2
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'Men of the North your weak regret	S
Is wasted here arise and pay	S
To freedom and to him your debt	S
By following where he led the way '	-

John Greenleaf Whittier

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