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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420286" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Transfiguration</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420286" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When he rose to speak, I pitied him, <br>that tall, ungainly, man.<br>His speech was high pitched, regional, <br>but clear to understand.<br>An inner fire burned in him, <br>his spirit fairly glowed.<br>His eyes and voice enchanted us<br>despite his rustic clothes.<br>The constitution was his text; <br>By chapter verse and line<br>He taught us what the founders meant, <br>the thoughts that filled their minds.<br>He said a true Republican<br>would not bid slaves to rise.<br>John Brown was no Republican, <br>his actions were unwise.<br>He explained the Government<br>could forbid slavery's spread.<br>The Union is a sacred trust<br>and must be preserved, he said.<br>I felt my heart on fire<br>when I heard him speak tonight.<br>When I saw his homely features<br>Transfigured by the light.<br>This Lincoln must be reckoned with; <br>if the South misunderstands, <br>They'll be tears and lamentations<br>in many homes in Dixie Land.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a></strong></div>

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