President Garfield

"E venni dal martirio a questa pace."

These words the poet heard in Paradise,
&nbsp Uttered by one who, bravely dying here,
&nbsp In the true faith was living in that sphere
&nbsp Where the celestial cross of sacrifice
Spread its protecting arms athwart the skies;
&nbsp And set thereon, like jewels crystal clear,
&nbsp The souls magnanimous, that knew not fear,
&nbsp Flashed their effulgence on his dazzled eyes.
Ah me! how dark the discipline of pain,
&nbsp Were not the suffering followed by the sense
&nbsp Of infinite rest and infinite release!
This is our consolation; and again
&nbsp A great soul cries to us in our suspense,
&nbsp "I came from martyrdom unto this peace!"