• This was the man God gave us when the hour
    Proclaimed the dawn of Liberty begun;
    Who dared a deed, and died when it was done
    Patient in triumph, temperate in power,—
    Not striving like the Corsican to tower
    To heaven, nor like great Philip’s greater son
    To win the world and weep for worlds unwon,
    Or lose the star to revel in the flower....

  • By broad Potomac’s silent shore
      Better than Trajan lowly lies,
      Gilding her green declivities
    With glory now and evermore;
      Art to his fame no aid hath lent;
      His country is his monument.