Poem "Anne Rutledge" by Edgar Lee Masters

Anne Rutledge Out of me unworthy and unknown The vibrations of deathless music; "With malice toward none, with charity for all." Out of me the forgiveness of millions toward millions, and the beneficent face of a nation Shining with justice and truth. I am Anne Rutledge who sleeps beneath these weeds, Beloved in life of Abraham Lincoln, Wedded to him, not through union, But through separation, Bloom forever, O Republic, From the dust of my bosom! Edgar Lee Masters October 2 1939 N.Y.C.