Hark! from the mighty Hero's tomb, <br />I hear a voice proclaim! <br />A sound which fills the world with gloom, <br />But magnifies his name. <br /> <br />His flight from time let braves deplore, <br />And wail from state to state, <br />And sound abroad from shore to shore, <br />The death of one so great! <br /> <br />He scorn'd to live a captured slave, <br />And fought his passage through; <br />He dies, the prince of all the brave, <br />And bids the world adieu! <br /> <br />Sing to the mem'ry of his power, <br />Ye vagrant mountaineers, <br />Ye rustic peasants drop a shower <br />Of love for him in tears. <br /> <br />He wields the glittering sword no more, <br />With that transpiercing eye; <br />Ceases to roam the mountain o'er, <br />And gets him down to die! <br /> <br />Still let the nation spread his fame, <br />While marching from his tomb; <br />Aloud let all the world proclaim, <br />Jackson, forever bloom. <br /> <br />No longer to the world confin'd, <br />He goes down like a star; <br />He sets, and leaves his friends behind <br />To rein the steed of war. <br /> <br />Hark! from the mighty Hero's tomb, <br />I hear a voice proclaim! <br />A sound which fills the world with gloom, <br />But magnifies his name!<br /><br />George Moses Horton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-of-gen-jackson-an-eulogy/
