Poems (Proctor)/The Lady of the White House
THE LADY OF THE WHITE HOUSE.(1887.)
She bears no crown upon her brow; She boasts no lineage royal;Her dower is to humanity A heart that's warm and loyal.The proud Republic's child is she, The sovereign People's daughter;Her winsomeness, her womanhood, Nature and Freedom taught her.
No herald cries before her path; No frowning guards attend her;Her gracious ways proclaim her best, Her smile is her defender.Let Kingdoms pledge their regal dames— God bless the People's daughter!Her winsomeness, her womanhood, Nature and Freedom taught her.