| 
 Anne Rutledge by Edgar Lee Masters 
						Out of me unworthy and unknown The vibrations of deathless music;
 'With malice toward none, with charity for all.'
 Out of me the forgiveness of millions toward millions,
 And the beneficient face of a nation
 Shining with justice and truth.
 I am Anne Rutledge who sleep beneath these weeds,
 Beloved in life of Abraham Lincoln,
 Wedded to him, not through union,
 But through separation.
 Bloom forever, O Republic,
 From the dust of my bosom!
 |