1. Richard Watson Gilder

  • On the Life-Mask of Lincoln

    This bronze doth keep the very form and mould
      Of our great martyr’s face. Yes, this is he:
      That brow all wisdom, all benignity;
      That human, humorous mouth; those cheeks that hold
    Like some harsh landscape all the summer’s gold;
      That spirit fit for sorrow, as the sea
      For storms to beat on; the lone agony
      Those silent, patient...

    Richard Watson Gilder

  • “Great Nature is an army gay”

    Great Nature is an army gay,
    Resistless marching on its way;
              I hear the bugles clear and sweet,
    I hear the tread of million feet.
              Across the plain I see it pour;
    It tramples down the waving grass;
    Within the echoing mountain-pass
              I hear a thousand cannon roar.

        It swarms within my garden gate;...

    Richard Watson Gilder