George Reginald Margetson, "Ulysses S. Grant" (1928)
To voice thy praise at thy centenary
Lincoln's right hand in Freedom's flowering cause,
Which raised a nation out of slavery;
In the dark hour the people looked to thee,
When North and South in bloody conflict clashed.
Thou delt'st the blow that crushed the conquering Lee
As a huge wave against a cliff is dashed,
Magnanimous in triumph--nobly scored,
And won the highest honor of the state.
Thine act of chivalry redeemed the sword,
A man of sympathy, sublimely great.
Today thy name in loving praise we chant,
A nation's idol--the immortal Grant.
Published in Saturday Evening Quill, 1928