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Source: Nashua Daily Telegraph
Source type: newspaper
Document type: poem
Document title: “The Dead President”
Author(s): Hopkins, Ada F.
City of publication: Nashua, New Hampshire
Date of publication: 17 September 1901
Volume number: 34
Issue number: 168
Pagination: 4

Hopkins, Ada F. “The Dead President.” Nashua Daily Telegraph 17 Sept. 1901 v34n168: p. 4.
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William McKinley (mourning: poetry).
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The Dead President


(A Tribute.)

Above a silent, shrouded form,
     A nation in deep grief is bent;
From North to South all classes mourn
     Our noble, martyred president.

From East to West, our country through,
     A mighty sigh of anguish went;
As o’er the wires the message flew,
     Death claims our martyred president.

O’er all the land Old Glory waves,
     A tribute mute, most eloquent;
And stars above bend o’er our stars,
     In mourning for our president.

A sweet-faced woman bravely strives
     To bear the sorrow to her sent;
In her great loss we sympathize,
     And with her mourn our president.

A soldier brave, a patriot true,
     A statesman grand, was to us sent;
True to his manhood, to his country true,
     Our noble, martyred president.

A noble race too quickly run,
     A noble life too quickly spent;
One of God’s noblest ’neath the sun,
     Our loving, martyred president.

“Good bye, it is God’s way,” he said,
     Such faith with resignation blent;
“His will be done, not ours,” and, dead!
     Our noble, martyred president.

Foul, foul, the deed which laid him low,
     Treason, the teachings where ’ere sent;
Cursed be the cause which brought the woe,
     Called us to mourn our president.

A nation weeps, and every tear
     Bears to high heaven a summons plaint;
God reigns, and surely he will hear,
     Avenge our martyred president.

God grant that when our work is through,
     Duties performed, and life well spent;
In the fair land beyond the blue,
     We’ll meet our martyred president.

     Nashua, Sept. 14, 1901.



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