When I Am Dead, No Pageant Train

We Are Blessed With A Faith, Which Calls Into Action The Whole Intellectual Man; Which Prescribes A Reasonable Service; Which Challenges The Investigation Of Its Evidences; And Which, In The Doctrine Of Immortality, Invests The Mind Of Man With A Portion Of The Dignity Of Divine Intelligence.

I Feel, As Never Before, How Justly, From The Dawn Of History To The Present Time, Men Have Paid The Homage Of Their Gratitude And Admiration To The Memory Of Those Who Nobly Sacrifice Their Lives, That Their Fellow-men May Live In Safety And In Honor.

I Should Be Glad If I Could Flatter Myself That I Came As Near The Central Idea Of The Occasion, In Two Hours, As You Did In Two Minutes.

A Great Character, Founded On The Living Rock Of Principle Is, In Fact, Not A Solitary Phenomenon, To Be At Once Perceived, Limited, And Described. It Is A Dispensation Of Providence, Designed To Have Not Merely An Immediate, But A Continuous, Progressive, And Never-ending Agency. It Survives The Man Who Possessed It; Survives His Age,--and Perhaps, His Country, His Language.

We Have Now In Our Possession Three Instruments Of Civilization, Unknown To Antiquity. These Are The Art Of Printing; Free Representative Government; And, Lastly, A Pure And Spiritual Religion, The Deep Fountain Of Generous Enthusiasm, The Mighty Spring Of Bold And Lofty Designs, The Great Sanctuary Of Moral Power.