The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

Was saved the Union of these States.
‘This dust was once the man’
The earth does not argue,
Is not pathetic, has no arrangements,
Does not scream, haste, persuade, threaten, promise,
Makes no discriminations, has no conceivable failures,
Closes nothing, refuses nothing, shuts none out.
‘To the sayers of words’ 2
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloomed,
And the great star early drooped in the western sky in the night,
I mourned, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
‘When lilacs last in the dooryard bloomed’ st. 1
Come lovely and soothing death,
Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving,
In the day, in the night, to all, to each,
Sooner or later, delicate death.
Praised be the fathomless universe,
For life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious,
And for love, sweet love—but praise! praise! praise!
For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding death.
‘When lilacs last in the dooryard bloomed’ st. 14
These United States.
‘A Backward Glance O’er Travell’d Roads’ (1888) (‘These States’ is passim in Whitman’s verse)
11.73 John Greenleaf Whittier 1807-92
Up from the meadows rich with corn,
Clear in the cool September morn,
The clustered spires of Frederick stand
Green-walled by the hills of Maryland.
‘Barbara Frietchie’ l. 1
Up the street came the rebel tread,
Stonewall Jackson riding ahead.
‘Barbara Frietchie’ l. 23
‘Shoot, if you must, this old gray head,
But spare your country’s flag,’ she said.
A shade of sadness, a blush of shame,
Over the face of the leader came.
‘Barbara Frietchie’ l. 35
‘Who touches a hair of yon gray head
Dies like a dog! March on!’ he said.