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 THE HAND OF LINCOLN

on this cast, and know the hand

That bore a nation in its hold:

From this mute witness understand

What Lincoln was,—how large of mould

The man who sped the woodman's team,

And deepest sunk the ploughman's share,

And pushed the laden raft astream,

Of fate before him unaware.

This was the hand that knew to swing

The axe—since thus would Freedom train

Her son—and made the forest ring,

And drove the wedge, and toiled amain.

Firm hand, that loftier office took,

A conscious leader's will obeyed,

And, when men sought his word and look,

With steadfast might the gathering swayed.

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