O
God! Our way through darkness leads,
But
Thine is living light;
Teach
us to feel that day succeeds
To
each slow-wearing night.
Make
us to know, though pain and woe
Beset
our mortal lives,
That
Ill at last in death lies low
And
only good survives.
Too
long the oppressors’ iron heel
The
saintly brow has pressed;
Too
oft the tyrant’s murderous steel
Has
pierced the guiltless breast.
Yet
in our souls the seed shall lie,
Till
Thou shalt bid it thrive,
Of
steadfast faith that wrong shall die
And
only right survive.
We
walk in shadow; thickest walls
Do
man from man divide.
Our
brothers spurn our tenderest calls,
Our
holiest aims deride.
Yet
though fell craft with fiendish thought
Its
subtle web contrives,
Still
falsehood’s textures shrink to naught
And
only truth survives.
Wrath
clouds our sky, war lifts on high
His
flag of crimson stain;
Each
monstrous birth o’erspreads the earth
In
battle’s gory train,
Yet
still we trust in God the just,
Still
keep our faith alive.
That
‘neath Thine eye all hate shall die,
And
only love survive.
-
Horace
Greeley,[1] in
1863
[1] Horace Greeley was born in 1811 in
Amherst, New Hampshire, the son of poor farmers Zaccheus and Mary Greeley. He
declined a scholarship to Phillips Exeter Academy and left school at the age of
14. He apprenticed as a printer in Poultney, Vermont, at The Northern Star, moving to New York City in 1831. In 1834 he
founded the weekly the New Yorker, which consisted mostly of clippings
from other magazines.
In 1836 Greeley married Mary Cheney, an intermittent suffragette. He spent as little time as possible with his wife and would sleep in a boarding house when in New York City rather than be with her. Only two of their seven children survived into adulthood.
In 1836 Greeley married Mary Cheney, an intermittent suffragette. He spent as little time as possible with his wife and would sleep in a boarding house when in New York City rather than be with her. Only two of their seven children survived into adulthood.
Besides editing, Greeley was a politician—he helped form
the Liberal Republican Party—and reformer. But it is for journalism that he is
best remembered. His New York Tribune was America’s most influential
newspaper from the 1840s to the 1870s and established Greeley’s reputation as
the greatest editor of his day, according to some.
Greeley used his paper to promote the Whig and
Republican parties, as well as antislavery and a host of reforms. Crusading
against the corruption of Ulysses S. Grant’s Republican administration, he was
the presidential candidate in 1872 of the new Liberal Republican Party. Despite
having the additional support of the Democratic Party, he lost in a landslide.
Not long after the election, Greeley’s wife died. He descended into madness
and died before the electoral votes could be cast. Greeley died at 6:50 p.m. on
Friday, November 29, 1872, in Pleasantville, New York at Dr. George C. S.
Choate’s private hospital. He received no electoral votes, with the ones he was
to have received being scattered among others. Greeley is buried in New York’s
Green-Wood Cemetery. (Source: Wikipedia)
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