Adieu Charles Sumner! Thou friend of humanity, Adieu! Never! Till the sun Folds up his gorgeous mantle! Hiding his burning head In the dark valley of chaos! Never! Till the moon's pale hand Forgets to throw her silver shower A-down the ether track! Never! Till the angels forget To replenish the glistening starlight In the sky! Never! Till the great surging deep recedes To the mysterious outlet, From whence the voice of God Called it forth! Never! Till the murmuring shells Lying along the sunny shores Forget their music! Never! Till the flowers hide their heads Upon the dying heart of nature, Sighing out the requiem "There is no more life!" And the birds go silently to their death! Never! Till human hearts Throb out their last breath _Shalt thou be forgotten_! Nay! Not even then! For As we go upward on our last journey We'll see thy name with the names of the just Written in letters of gold Across the sky! _Finis._ [Illustration: Muse] "It will take a long time to get the whole truth told about that noble man, and many voices to tell it." HENRY W. LONGFELLOW. CAMBRIDGE, May 11, 1874. Transcriber's Notes: Missing or obscured punctuation was corrected. Typographical errors were silently corrected.