stop making Presidents, and arranging for fat jobs and big
contracts, and make it the serious, earnest, business of rulers,
and people, army and navy, to conquer a lasting and a glorious
peace at home. Sir, our Ship of State is in perilous seas—Scylla
a-port, Charybdis a-lea—breakers ahead and reefs all round;
there are pirates in sight, and mutineers on board, and the ter¬
rible hurricane howls o'er the sea.
Shall the crew of that noble vessel, freighted with our wives
and children and loved ones, freighted with our hopes for all
time to come, freighted with the prospects of liberty and the
hopes of freedom of all earth's inhabitants that know or have
heard of us—shall her crew, in the midst of this storm, fall to
fighting as to who shall next command the ship ? [Applause.]
Oh, is it not the part of patriotism for every man, in this dark
hour, to come and strengthen the heart of the helmsman to stand
at his post? [Enthusiastic and prolonged applause.] And no
matter what questions may separate and divide that crew, is it
not their duty to stand in the midst of the storm, and say to the
helmsman—" Guide our bark safely through ! Here we are,
at your back, and we will stand by you through the storm !"
[Renewed applause.] Sir, if we do this, the vessel will soon
pass between Scylla and Charybdis; she will leap over the
breakers and the reefs, and when we get out upon a calm sea,
and upon a prosperous voyage, then, and not until then, can we
settle the questions that we may choose to raise.
"-------------sail on, 0 Ship of State !
" Sail on, 0 Union strong and great!
" Humanity with all its fears,
" With all the hopes of future years,
" Is hanging breathless on thy fate !
" In spite of rock and tempest's roar,
"In spite of false lights on the shore,
" Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea !
" Our hearts, our hopes, are still with thee;
"Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears,
" Our faith, triumphant o'er our fears,
" Are all with thee—are all with thee!"
We look behind us and seethe loveliness of peace; now that
she is gone we remember a thousand winning charms we never
perceived when she made our country an Eden, our homes,
even the humblest, a Paradise. We look before us, she is fled