Name/Title
Various PoemsEntry/Object ID
2000.FIC.02.385Scope and Content
2000.FIC.02.385A:
A poem reflection on death.
In Memoriam written 1852
Toll slowly-slowly- ye funeral bells,
A requiem sad and low,
Speak to the nation far and wide
In accent full of woe-
Toll slowly-slowly-as he passeth on,
A welcome to the dead,
Who nothing heeding, cold and still
Lies in his coffin bed.
Toll mournfully- toll- as they bear him home,
Oer the land he loved so well -
Toll- Toll in tones both deep and loud,
His praises speak, his virtues tell -
Ah! never before was the states man view,
Still to the people cry,
[p. 2]
I smiled on the boy though my heart - it was breaking:
My eyes filled with tears, so I turned them away,
And answered him "Willie tis well you are waking -
Go, act as your father would bid you to day"
I sit in my window and see the flags flying,
And dreamily list to the roll of the drum,
And smother the pain in my heart that is lying,
And bid all my fears in my bosom be dumb.
I shall sit in the window when Summer is lying,
Out over the fields, and the honey bees hum
Lulls the rose at the porch from her trembling sighing,
And watch for the face of my darling to come.
And if he should fall... his young life he has given
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2000.FIC.02.385B:
Two poems. A patriotic one by D. Kenyon Cahoon. The second by Martha A. Cahoon about a father enlisting to the war and not returning.
Union, Glory and Fame
Kenyon Cahoon / Uncle Wm.
When freedom first smiled on this land of the west,
She bade, in a voice like the accents of thunder,
Our Fathers, by tyrants enslaved and oppressed,
The chains that had bound them to all surrender:
For their cause Heaven fought,
When a champion they sought,
To a chieftain immortal she guided their thought;
And strong in the might of their Washington name,
She led them to Glory, to Freedom and Fame.
_ .._
Long years through the land raged the tempest of war,
The turmoil of strife and wild battles commotion;
Till bright through the storm like some new risen star,
A nation sprang up on Eternity's ocean!
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[p. 2]
Christmas Eve + Christmas Morning
Martha A. Cahoon
Volunteered
I know the sun shines, and the lilacs are blowing.
And Summer sends kisses by beautiful May-
Oh! to see all the treasures the Spring is bestowing,
And think - any boy Willie enlisted today!
" " "
It seems but a day since at twilight; low humming,
I rocked him to sleep with his cheek upon mine,
While Robby the four year old, watched for the coming
Of father, adone the strictly indistinct line.
It is many a year since my Harry departed,
To come back no more in the twilight or dawn;
And Bobby grew weary of watching, and started
Alone, on the journey his father had gone.Collection
Early Family Papers: CahoonRelationships
Related Person or Organization
Person or Organization
Cahoon, Martha A.Person or Organization
Cahoon, D. Kenyon
