A tribute to the memory of the Hon. Thaddeus Stevens
Respectfully dedicated to his many earnest and true friends.
By Delphine P. Baker, Washington, D.C. Aught 13, 1868
Move slow, O Time! while yet in grief we wait
Within the sacred shades of honored state! --
Beneath the presence -- e'er on earth sublime --
Where angels watching o'er
Relentless Time!
Sweep slowly now! Aye, let it be.
Thy light upon his blessed memory.
At home, abroad, in other lands of fame,
Will scintillate in halos round HIS name
Thou "Champion of the Right," The nation feels
Thy loss, and doth deplore -- while Friendship kneels
In sorrow at thy side -- the light that's fled
Since thou, true leader just, art with the dead!
pure was thy life. The deep, unselfish love,
Descending on thy soul from the Above,
Speaks in thy words and deed of liberty,
Of equal rights, of great humanity,
Till evcry thought reveals th' exalted mind
Which heaven and earth in on grand chain would bind.
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