Oglesby
Well, rather you, I think
Who picked Grant for the work, and brought the war
To end, as it has ended.
Lincoln
Oh, not me.
I am familiar as an old shoe here.
I’d say the war is ending. There may be
Some battle yet.
Colfax
Mere sputterings of the flame.
Lincoln
Well, something’s on. I had my dream last night
Which I have had before, so often, always
Before some great event: I’m in a boat,
And swiftly move toward a shadowy shore.
I had this dream preceding Bull Run, Vicksburg,
Gettysburg, Antietam. It may be
A battle’s on this minute. I think so.
It must relate to Sherman. For I know
No other great event to follow my dream.
Oglesby
Our dreams are made of days lived long ago:
Your boat’s perhaps your flat boat at New Salem.