In Memoriam: Quartette on the Death of Abraham Lincoln, the Sixteenth President of the United States

IN MEMORIAM QUARTETTE, ON THE DEATH OF ABRAHAM LINCOLN THE SIXTEENTH PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES.

WORDS BY Mrs. E.J. Bugbee Music by H.T. Merrill. 3 1/2

CHICAGO Published by Merrill & Brennan 91 Washington St.

Ent. according to Act of Congress AD 1865 by Merrill & Brennan in the Clerk's Off. of Dist. Court for Nrthn. Dt. of Ill.

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IN MEMORIAM. WORDS BY MRS. E.J. BUGBEE. MUSIC BY H.T. MERRILL.

Tenderly.

Soprano. Alto.

1st. Verse. There's a burden of grief on the breezes of spring, A song of regret from the

2nd. Verse. A heart that we knew had been true to our weal, A hand that was steadily

Tenor. Bass.

There's a burden of grief on the breezes of spring, A song of regret from the

A heart that we knew had been true to our weal, A hand that was steadily

bird on its wing; A pall on the sunshine and over the flow'rs, And a

guiding the wheel; A name never tarnished by falsehood or wrong, But

bird on its wing; A pall on the sunshine and over the flow'rs, And a

guiding the wheel; A name never tarnished by falshood or wrong, But

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shadow of graves on these spirits of ours; For a star hath gone out from the

dwelt in our hearts like a soul-stirring song; Ah! that pure, noble spirit has

shadow of graves on these spirits of ours; For a star hath gone out from the

dwelt in our hearts like a soul-stirring song; Ah! that pure, noble spirit has

night of our sky, On whose brightness we gazed as the war-cloud rolled by; So

gone to its rest, And the true hand lies nerveless and cold on the breast; His

night of our sky, On whose brightness we gazed as the war-cloud rolled by; So

gone to its rest, And the true hand lies nerveless and cold on the breast; His

tranquil and steady and clear were its beams, They fell like a vision of peace on our dreams.

name and his mem'ry these never will die, But brighter they'll grow as the ages pass by.

tranquil and steady and clear were its beams, They fell like a vision of peace on our dreams.

name and his mem'ry these never will die, But brighter they'll grow as the ages pass by.

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3rd. Verse. Away on the mountain, our Leader must die, The

4th Verse. The songs of the ransomed enraptured his ear, He

Away on the mountain our Leader must die, The

The songs of the ransomed enraptured his ear, He

fair land of promise spread out to his eye; His work is accomplished and

heeds not the dirges that roll for him here; In the calm of his spirit, so

fair land of promise spread out to his eye; His work is accomplished and

heeds not the dirges that roll for him here; In the calm of his spirit, so

what he has done Will stand as a monument under the sun; His

strange and sublime, He's lifted far over the discord of time; Then

what he has done Will stand as a monument under the sun; His

strange and sublime, He's lifted far over the discord of time; Then

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name reaching down thro' the ages of time, Will still thro' the years of

bear him home gently, great son of the West Mid her fair blooming prairies lay

name reaching down thro' the ages of time, Will still thro' the years of

bear him home gently, great son of the West Mid her fair blooming prairies lay

eternity shine, Like a star sailing on thro' the depths of the blue On whose

Lincoln to rest; The nation who loved him she takes to her trust And

eternity shine, Like a star sailing on thro' the depths of the blue On whose

Lincoln to rest; The nation who loved him she takes to her trust And

brightness we gaze ev'ry evening anew.

tenderly garners the consecrate dust.

brightness we gaze ev'ry evening anew.

tenderly garners the consecrate dust.