Lady Lincoln


Mary Lincoln

“Lady Lincoln”

I keep my fashion as Lady Godey;

my family, aristocratic, lean

and with my many suitors, life is gay

but Lincoln’s borrowed horse not what they dream.

My people pray he is a fading fad;

no life or love with Abraham they deem.

And all historians who cast me ‘mad’;

their hatefulness a jealous motive seem.

The one great truth through all our misery:

a melancholia treads through our past

and not with lies of Herndon’s history.

With love was Mr. Lincoln and I cast.

I cry from out my grave so all may hear:

we are a pair, devout; to each, hold dear!

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2 Comments on “Lady Lincoln”

  1. nuggettales
    April 30, 2015 at 5:43 pm #

    great poem! love it. will be sure to keep checking back for more!

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