AT THE CRISIS

I.—THE STEAMBOAT BELLS

When steamboats approach Mt. Vernon their bells begin to toll, and continue the mournful service until the sacred spot is again left in the distance.

Mt. Vernon's shade sweet vigil keeps

Where on her breast her hero sleeps;

O passing bells, soft be your tone,

Toll gently for our Washington.

Toll, the great Warrior's strife is o'er;

Toll, for the Statesman pleads no more;

Toll—for a Man is fallen—on,

Peal out your dirge for Washington.

Toll for a people's wounded heart,

Toll for a bleeding Nation's smart,

Toll for a World!—toll sadly on—

The world hath lost a Washington.

Ring out your wailing on the air,

And let it be a voice of prayer;

He whom we greatly need is gone;—

God give another Washington.

1863

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