Whose power is mightier than the mightiest crown,
Because that soon he lays that power down.
Whose wish, linked to the people's, shall exceed
The force of civic wrong and banded greed.
Whose voice, in friendship or in warning heard,
Brings to the nations a free people's word;
And, where the opprest out from the darkness grope,
'T is as the voice of freedom and of hope.
O pray that he may rightly rule the state,
And grow, in truly serving, truly great.
THE WASHINGTON MONUMENT
AT WASHINGTON, D. C.
Straight soars to heaven the white magnificence—
Free as man's thought, high as one lonely name;—
True image of his soul, serene, immense,
Mightiest of monuments and mightiest fame.
BUILDERS OF THE STATE
Who builds the state? Not he whose power
Rooted in wrong, in gold intrenched,
Makes him the regent of the hour;
The eternal light cannot be quenched:
This shall outlive his little span;
Shine fierce upon each tainted scheme;
Shall show where shame blots all the plan;
The treachery in the dazzling dream.
