Classic Poem

No adulation vain the poet brings,
Investing thee with godlike excellence;
In eloquence of truth he fitly sings
Thy eulogy by praising common sense,
Firm honesty, and courage undismayed,
Deep faith, and magnanimity sublime!
What though the violent thy name upbraid?
Thy wisdom's vindication leave to time.
O man of Fate, abide the sure event;
Writ in the stars, behold the just decree!
The God of Love chose thee his instrument
To save the Union, set the bondman free!
Smile on amid thy cares, for even now
The war-cloud scatters and its thunders cease;
A grateful Nation waits to crown thy brow
With healing leaves of victory and peace.