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Dead In Sight Of Fame

By James Whitcomb Riley

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DIED - Early morning of September 5, 1876, and     in the gleaming dawn of "name and fame,"     Hamilton J. Dunbar.     Dead!    Dead!    Dead!         We thought him ours alone;     And were so proud to see him tread     The rounds of fame, and lift his head         Where sunlight ever shone;     But now our aching eyes are dim,     And look through tears in vain for him.     Name!    Name!    Name!         It was his diadem;     Nor ever tarnish-taint of shame     Could dim its luster - like a flame         Reflected in a gem,     He wears it blazing on his brow     Within the courts of Heaven now.     Tears!    Tears!    Tears!         Like dews upon the leaf     That bursts at last - from out the years     The blossom of a trust appears         That blooms above the grief;     And mother, brother, wife and child     Will see it and be reconciled.

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James Whitcomb Riley (1849–1916) was an American poet known as the "Hoosier Poet." His dialect poems—including "Little Orphant Annie" and "When the Frost Is on the Punkin"—celebrate rural Indiana life and childhood nostalgia.

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