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Related: About this forumHistoric photos of Abraham Lincoln on the anniversary of his assassination
https://www.pennlive.com/life/2019/04/historic-photos-of-abraham-lincoln-on-the-anniversary-of-his-assassination.html
stopbush
(24,396 posts)mucifer
(23,545 posts)passed on by the family from generation to generation.
More_Cowbell
(2,191 posts)Anyway, mia, thanks for the post. Very interesting.
cbdo2007
(9,213 posts)No photos exist from the death bed with him in it, and Secretary Stanton would not in a million years have allowed one with Mary in the room.
rsdsharp
(9,177 posts)Mary was hysterical and kept out of the room most of the time. In any event, if that many people had actually been present in the very small room when Lincoln died, many of them would have had to be standing on the bed.
struggle4progress
(118,285 posts)Of the prodigy and crime,
When they killed him in his pity,
When they killed him in his prime
Of clemency and calm
When with yearning he was filled
To redeem the evil-willed,
And, though conqueror, be kind;
But they killed him in his kindness,
In their madness and their blindness,
And they killed him from behind.
There is sobbing of the strong,
And a pall upon the land;
But the People in their weeping
Bare the iron hand:
Beware the People weeping
When they bare the iron hand.
He lieth in his blood
The father in his face;
They have killed him, the Forgiver
The Avenger takes his place,
The Avenger wisely stern,
Who in righteousness shall do
What heavens call him to,
And the parricides remand;
For they killed him in his kindness,
In their madness and their blindness.
And his blood is on their hand.
There is sobbing of the strong,
And a pall upon the land;
But the People in their weeping
Bare the iron hand:
Beware the People weeping
When they bare the iron hand.
BY HERMAN MELVILLE
Martin Eden
(12,867 posts)O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weatherd every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise upfor you the flag is flungfor you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbond wreathsfor you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
Youve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchord safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
struggle4progress
(118,285 posts)theophilus
(3,750 posts)I like this one:
demosincebirth
(12,537 posts)oldtime dfl_er
(6,931 posts)somehow, so beautiful
appalachiablue
(41,132 posts)Ford's Theatre, 5111 10th St. NW, D.C. where Lincoln was shot while watching 'Our American Cousin,' April 14, 1865.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ford%27s_Theatre
Petersen House across the street, 516 10th St. NW, residence where Lincoln was taken. He died 7:22 am, April 15, 1865.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Petersen_House
~ Of all the sites to see in the capital, visiting these 2 places was the most moving experience by far. Well worth the trip.
Lincoln assassination artifacts, Ford's Theatre exhibit.