Poems by Abraham Lincoln

A wild-bear chase, didst never see?
Then hast thou lived in vain.
Thy richest bump of glorious...

My childhood's home I see again,
And sadden with the view;
And still, as memory crowds my br...

Here, where the lonely hooting owl
Sends forth his midnight moans,
Fierce wolves shall o&rsqu...

A sweet plaintive song did I hear,
And I fancied that she was the singer
May emotions as pure,...

You are young, and I am older;
You are hopeful, I am not
Enjoy life, ere it grow colder
Pl...