Conquering for all men then, the fearful grave.
God keep us hid, yet vaster far than death.
God help us to be brave.
FIFTH SECTION
RHYMES OF THE MIDDLE WEST AND SPRINGFIELD, ILLINOIS
WHEN THE MISSISSIPPI FLOWED IN INDIANA
Inscribed to Bruce Campbell, who read Tom Sawyer with me in the old house
Beneath Time’s roaring cannon
Many walls fall down.
But though the guns break every stone,
Level every town:—