In Memoriam. To Gen. M. M. Trumbull
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TO GEN. M. M. TRUMBULL.
- Back to thy breast, O Mother, turns thy child,
- He whom thou garmentedst in steel of truth,
- And sent forth, strong in the glad heart of youth,
- To sing the wakening song in ears beguiled
- By tyrants' promises and flatterers' smiles;
- These searched his eyes, and knew nor threats nor wiles
- Might shake the steady stars within their blue,
- Nor win one truckling word from off those lips,—
- No—not for gold, nor praise, nor aught men do
- To dash the Sun of Honor with eclipse,
- O Mother Liberty, those eyes are dark,
- And the brave lips are white and cold and dumb;
- But fair in other souls, thro' time to come,
- Fanned by thy breath glows the Immortal Spark.
Voltairine de Cleyre, “In Memoriam. To Gen. M. M. Trumbull,” The Open Court 7, no. 29 (July 19, 1894): 4158.