Hanging from the beam, <br />Slowly swaying (such the law), <br />Gaunt the shadow on the green, <br />Shenandoah! <br />The cut is on the crown <br />(Lo, John Brown), <br />And the stabs shall heal no more. <br /> <br />Hidden in the cap <br />Is the anguish none can draw; <br />So your future veils its face, <br />Shenandoah! <br />But the streaming beard is shown <br />(Weird John Brown), <br />The meteor of the war.<br /><br />Herman Melville<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-portent/
