A Tribute to John Brown
Against this crime of crimes he fought and fell;
He freed a race and found a prison cell;
In mid-air hung upon the gibbet's tree,
But lived and died, thank God, to make men free.
And dusky men the ages down will tell,
For what he fought and how he bravely fell;
And dim the jewels in each earthly crown,
Beside the luster of thy name, John Brown.
__J. G. Waters