Classic Poem

Si monumentum requiris, circumspice.

A Y , look around; but thou may'st not behold
Aught built of stone and carved magnificent,
With dome or spire high up towards heaven sent,
And blazoned all with crimson and with gold.
By no such wonders can his worth be told;
Not such indeed shall be his monument,
Our statesman, who upon God's errands went,
For freedom's sake the boldest of the bold.
But look around, and say what thou dost see;
Or think it solemnly with bated breath:
A nation with no man who is not free;
A nation living after years of death;
And yet to live a life more pure and high
Because this man for her could live and die.