| James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902. | | | | November 29 | | At Chappaqua | | By Joel Benton (18321911) |
| | | | Horace Greeley died Nov. 29, 1872. |
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| HIS cherished woods are mute. The stream glides down | |
| The hill as when I knew it years ago; | |
| The dark, pine arbor with its priestly gown | |
| Stands hushed, as if our grief it still would show; | |
| The silver springs are cupless, and the flow | 5 |
| Of friendly feet no more bereaves the grass, | |
| For he is absent who was wont to pass | |
| Along this wooded path. His axes blow | |
| No more disturbs the impertinent bole or bough; | |
| Nor moves his pen our heedless nation now, | 10 |
| Which, sworn to justice, stirred the people so. | |
| In some far world his much-loved face must glow | |
| With rapture still. This breeze once fanned his brow. | |
| This is the peaceful Mecca all men know! | | | |
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