Thomas Wentworth Higginson (In Memory)
Sage of the silver pen! Wherever thy thought was heard, Thou wert a leader of men. Poet of honored word! Knight of the eagle glance, Piercing the depths of wrong, "Justice" thy cry, and thy lance True in its aim, and strong. Man of the ruddy heart Beating warm for our kind! Thine was the hero's part; Eyes wert thou to the blind: Thou a staff to the weak, Here we our tribute lay - Homage thou didst not seek - Twined with a wreath of bay, A garland woven of love, Woven of love and tears, Pure as the note of a dove, Voicing thy peaceful years. (Read at the Memorial Meeting Nov. 20, 1911.)
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