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    Oration on Charles Sumner, Addressed to Colored People
    Oration on Charles Sumner, Addressed to Colored People
    Oration on Charles Sumner, Addressed to Colored People
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    Oration on Charles Sumner, Addressed to Colored People

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    Release dateJan 9, 2019
    ISBN9788832507300
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      Oration on Charles Sumner, Addressed to Colored People.

      Oration On Charles Sumner, Addressed To Colored People.

      "And I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me:

      Write!

      Blessed are the dead which die

      In the Lord!

      That they may rest from their labors,

      And their works

      Do follow them."— Rev. xiv., 13.

      By EVANGELINE.

      ALBANY:

      WEED, PARSONS & CO., PRINTERS.

      1874.

      CHARLES SUMNER.

      In Memoriam.

      The nation's heart is sad!

      Her best beloved son,

      The great and good!

      Has winged his flight from earth,

      And white robed angels

      Shift the gorgeous scenery of the sky

      To let his soul pass onward

      To his God!

      Who sent his messenger to bid him Come.

      Sumner is dead!

      Oh! many moons must come

      And many go

      Ere we be comforted again,

      Or hush the sighs

      That follow him up the golden stair,

      Echoing through all the shining corridors

      Of heaven,

      Where our beloved one has gone to rest!

      Sumner is dead!

      Oh, sad refrain!

      In which the teeming earth

      Doth find a voice,

      And nature's gentle hands

      Are laid within the clasping of our own;

      Stilling the joyous songs of long silent

      Birds,

      That no awakening sound disturb our grief!

      She casts her snow white mantle

      O'er the whispering grass!

      And hushes the hasty footfall

      Of coming spring!

      Calling to the swift March wind

      To carry along the golden clouds

      To waiting angels

      The mournful tidings of our woe!

      Sumner is dead!

      O sad repeating words!

      That beat upon our hearts

      Like showers of frozen hail!

      Melting in tears!

      That swell the tidal wave of sorrow,

      Sweeping adown the great Pacific slopes,

      Rushing along

      To the sorrowful shores of the broad Atlantic.

      Sumner is dead!

      And bitter tears

      From our sad eyes

      Doth make us little recompense

      For his most noble life! Though

      The nations of the earth rise up to comfort us;

      The glorious Orient and the kindly Occident

      Stretch forth their hands

      To us

      Across the spaces of the earth!

      Sumner is dead!

      And the tears of heaven

      Are mingling with the tears of earth,

      Above his new made grave.

      Showers of stormy rain

      Descend upon the grave of our beloved dead,

      Whose most honored dust

      Is heirloom

      To all the sorrowing nations of the earth!

      Sumner is dead!

      O mournful hearts,

      At whose red-lintel doors

      The angel of sorrow knocks,

      And knocks

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