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Source: Cambrian
Source type: magazine
Document type: poem
Document title: none
Author(s): Williams, Oriana M.
Date of publication: October 1901
Volume number: 21
Issue number: 10
Pagination: 477-78

Williams, Oriana M. [untitled]. Cambrian Oct. 1901 v21n10: pp. 477-78.
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McKinley assassination (poetry); William McKinley (death: poetry); William McKinley (mourning: poetry).
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In the Temple of Music is heard a moan
That echoes throughout the land;
A people’s ruth and a people’s woe,
The righteous wrath that freemen know
Speaks in that cry so deep and low
Rising on every hand!

In the City of Light, in a quiet home,
A patient sufferer lies;
For seven long days that seem like years
A nation watches with prayers and tears,
With mighty hopes and struggling fears
Till death has won the prize! [477][478]

In the stately east room, lo! a shrouded form
Lies silent and kingly there,
While guards from land and ocean keep
Their tireless vigil o’er his sleep,
And a lonely woman wakes to weep,
And miss his sheltering care.

’Neath the Capitol’s fair and wondrous dome
A simple casket stands,
Girt round with solemn, sorrowing throngs,
And rise the notes of Christian songs,
While many a voice their strain prolongs
In this and other lands.

In his Canton home lies the martyred chief,
His last sad journey o’er;
Though friends and comrades weep farewell
And tolls each town and village bell,
His name, the nation’s heart-throbs tell,
“Will live forevermore!”

     Peckville, Pa.



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