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Source: Sun
Source type: newspaper
Document type: poem
Document title: “In the Hour of Grief”
Author(s): anonymous
City of publication: Wilmington, Delaware
Date of publication: 10 September 1901
Volume number: 4
Issue number: 250
Pagination: [2]

 
Citation
“In the Hour of Grief.” Sun [Wilmington] 10 Sept. 1901 v4n250: p. [2].
 
Transcription
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Keywords
McKinley assassination (poetry).
 
Named persons
none.
 
Document

 

In the Hour of Grief

 

I.

Once more thy head is bowed in dreadful shame,
     O Liberty! Thy cheeks are wet with tears!
Once more the fa[r]-off skeptic speaks thy name
     And on his fellows’ faces notes the sneers!
     Out from the darkness of the drear, dead [ye]ars
The foul old crimson claw again is thrust,
     Once more the voice of Doubt assails our ears,
[O]nce more we press our faces in the dust[,]
[B]ut in our hearts, thank God, there still is trust.

II.

[O] Freedom, though they strike thee down, thy head
     Shall still be raised, and still thy voic[e] shall guide!
[An]d thou shalt even grasp and crush the red,
     Smeared hand whose ugly stain is on thy side!
     Though sobs are heard where yesterday the pride
[O]f honor and of strength had ample tongue,
     Though doubters may be eager to [d]eride,
[S]till hope, thank God, is ours—thank God the young,
[B]rave heart beats on that is so sadly wrung!

 

 


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