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/ I. He was not learned in any art; / But Nature led him by the hand; / And spoke her language to his heart / So he could hear and understand: / He loved her simply as a child; / And in his love forgot the heat / Of conflict, and sat reconciled / In patience of defeat.
/ II. Before me now I see him rise -- / A face, that seventy years had snowed / With winter, where the kind blue eyes / Like hospitable fires glowed: / A small gray man whose heart was large, / And big with knowledge learned of need; / A heart, the hard world made its targe, / That never ceased to bleed.