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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420864" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Thirty-Ninth Congress</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O PEOPLE-CHOSEN! are ye not<br>Likewise the chosen of the Lord,<br>To do His will and speak His word?<br>From the loud thunder-storm of war<br>Not man alone hath called ye forth,<br>But He, the God of all the earth!<br>The torch of vengeance in your hands<br>He quenches; unto Him belongs<br>The solemn recompense of wrongs.<br>Enough of blood the land has seen,<br>And not by cell or gallows-stair<br>Shall ye the way of God prepare.<br>Say to the pardon-seekers: Keep<br>Your manhood, bend no suppliant knees,<br>Nor palter with unworthy pleas.<br>Above your voices sounds the wail<br>Of starving men; we shut in vain<br>Our eyes to Pillow's ghastly stain.<br>What words can drown that bitter cry?<br>What tears wash out the stain of death?<br>What oaths confirm your broken faith?<br>From you alone the guaranty<br>Of union, freedom, peace, we claim;<br>We urge no conqueror's terms of shame.<br>Alas! no victor's pride is ours;<br>We bend above our triumphs won<br>Like David o'er his rebel son.<br>Be men, not beggars. Cancel all<br>By one brave, generous action; trust<br>Your better instincts, and be just!<br>Make all men peers before the law,<br>Take hands from off the negro's throat,<br>Give black and white an equal vote.<br>Keep all your forfeit lives and lands,<br>But give the common law's redress<br>To labor's utter nakedness.<br>Revive the old heroic will;<br>Be in the right as brave and strong<br>As ye have proved yourselves in wrong.<br>Defeat shall then be victory,<br>Your loss the wealth of full amends,<br>And hate be love, and foes be friends.<br>Then buried be the dreadful past,<br>Its common slain be mourned, and let<br>All memories soften to regret.<br>Then shall the Union's mother-heart<br>Her lost and wandering ones recall,<br>Forgiving and restoring all, —<br>And Freedom break her marble trance<br>Above the Capitolian dome,<br>Stretch hands, and bid ye welcome home!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q>
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Likewise the chosen of the Lord,
To do His will and speak His word?
From the loud thunder-storm of war
Not man alone hath called ye forth,
But He, the God of all the earth!
The torch of vengeance in your hands
He quench..."></div>
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