THE MASTER[1]
(LINCOLN)
A flying word from here and there
Had sown the name at which we sneered,
But soon the name was everywhere,
To be reviled and then revered:
A presence to be loved and feared,
We cannot hide it, or deny
That we, the gentlemen who jeered,
May be forgotten by and by.
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- ↑ Supposed to have been written not long after the Civil War.