IT is portentous, and a thing of state
That here at midnight, in our little town
A mourning figure walks, and will not rest,
Near the old court-house, pacing up and down.
Or by his homestead, or by shadowed yards
He lingers where his children used to play,
Or through the market, on the well-worn stones
He stalks until the dawn-stars burn away.
A bronzed, lank man! His suit of ancient black,
A famous high top-hat, and plain worn shawl
Make him the quaint, great figure that men love,
The prairie-lawyer, master of us all.
He cannot sleep upon his hillside now.
He is among us:--as in times before!
And we who toss or lie awake for long
Breathe deep, and start, to see him pass the door.
His head is bowed. He thinks on men and kings.
Yea, when the sick world cries, how can he sleep?
Too many peasants fight, they know not why,
Too many homesteads in black terror weep.
The sins of all the war-lords burn his heart.
He sees the dreadnaughts scouring every main.
He carries on his shawl-wrapped shoulders now
The bitterness, the folly and the pain.
He cannot rest until a spirit-dawn
Shall come:--the shining hope of Europe free:
The league of sober folk, the Workers' Earth,
Bringing long peace to Cornland, Alp and Sea.
It breaks his heart that kings must murder still,
That all his hours of travail here for men
Seem yet in vain. And who will bring white peace
That he may sleep upon his hill again?
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Analysis
Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight: analysis
Introduction
"Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight" imagines the ghost of Lincoln pacing the streets of "our little town" at night. A one-line heading places the scene in Springfield, Illinois, where Lincoln, the sixteenth president, had lived and practised law. He walks near the court-house, his old home and the market, and cannot rest.
The cause of his unrest is a world at war. Kings and war-lords still kill, and peasants "fight, they know not why." The poem ends by asking who will bring the peace that would let him "sleep upon his hill again."
Summary
A heading sets the scene: "In Springfield, Illinois." The speaker says it is a grave and ominous matter that a mourning figure walks here at midnight. He will not rest. He paces up and down near the old court-house.
He also lingers by his old homestead, where his children used to play. He walks through the market on the worn stones. He stays until "the dawn-stars burn away."
The speaker describes him: "A bronzed, lank man!" He wears an old black suit, a famous high top-hat and a plain, worn shawl. These make him the "quaint, great figure that men love." He is "The prairie-lawyer, master of us all."
He cannot sleep upon his hillside now. He is among the townspeople, as he was in times before. Those who lie awake at night catch their breath and start when they see him pass the door.
His head is bowed, and he thinks about men and kings. The speaker asks how he can sleep when the sick world cries. Too many peasants fight without knowing why. Too many homes weep "in black terror."
The sins of the war-lords burn his heart. He sees the dreadnaughts "scouring every main." On his shoulders he carries "The bitterness, the folly and the pain."
He cannot rest until a "spirit-dawn" comes. The speaker describes it as "the shining hope of Europe free." It would bring a league of sober people and a "Workers' Earth." It would bring long peace to farmland, mountain and sea.
It breaks his heart that kings must still murder. All his hours of labour for people "Seem yet in vain." The poem ends with a question: who will bring "white peace" so that he may sleep upon his hill again?
Themes and meaning
The first theme is the dead who cannot rest while wrongs continue. Lincoln "will not rest" and "cannot sleep upon his hillside now." His grave is pictured as a sleep that has been broken. The reason is not his own past but the present: "when the sick world cries, how can he sleep?" The poem makes him a conscience that returns when the world goes wrong.
A second theme is war and its victims. Stanzas 6 and 7 turn from the town to the world. There are "peasants" who "fight, they know not why" and homes that weep "in black terror." The "war-lords" and "kings" are to blame. The poem sides with ordinary people against rulers.
A third theme is unfinished work. The last stanza says Lincoln's "hours of travail here for men / Seem yet in vain." The word "yet" leaves room for hope. His labour is not lost, but it is not complete while kings "murder still."
A fourth theme is hope for a new order. Stanza 8 imagines "a spirit-dawn," "Europe free," "The league of sober folk" and "the Workers' Earth." These phrases picture peace built by ordinary people, not by kings. The hope is stated as a future that has not arrived.
A fifth theme is the local and the worldwide. The poem begins in "our little town," with a court-house and market. It ends with Europe, the seas and "Cornland, Alp and Sea." A figure bound to one prairie town carries the troubles of the whole world.
Tone
The tone is solemn and elegiac. The opening line calls the ghost's walk "portentous, and a thing of state," words of public gravity. The measured rhythm keeps the voice dignified throughout.
Lines 10 to 13 grow warm and admiring. "A bronzed, lank man!" is an exclamation of affection. Details such as the "high top-hat" and "plain worn shawl" treat Lincoln as familiar and dear.
From stanza 6 the tone darkens into grief and anger at the world's rulers. "The sins of all the war-lords burn his heart" is a strong moral charge. Stanza 8 lifts briefly into hope. The final question returns to sorrow, leaving the ending unresolved but longing for peace.
Form and structure
The poem has 33 lines in 9 stanzas. The first is a single-line heading, and the other 8 stanzas are quatrains of 4 lines. The metre is iambic pentameter, five rising beats to the line. It is very regular: nearly every line has 10 syllables, and the full range is 8 to 11.
In each quatrain the second and fourth lines rhyme, as with "town" and "down" in line 3 and line 5. The first and third lines do not rhyme. Dashes after colons at line 15 and line 27 mark strong pauses. The steady form suits the ghost's slow, pacing walk.
Poetic devices
Setting line 1
In Springfield, Illinois The heading places the poem in a real town. It turns "our little town" into Lincoln's own home ground.
Formal diction line 2
a thing of state The phrase treats the ghost's walk as a matter of public importance. It sets a grave, official tone.
Imagery line 4
A mourning figure walks, and will not rest Lincoln is first seen only as a grieving shape. The line introduces the restlessness that drives the poem.
Imagery line 9
until the dawn-stars burn away He walks until the last stars vanish into daylight. The image marks the full length of his sleepless night.
Exclamation line 10
A bronzed, lank man! The sudden exclamation shows the speaker's affection. The adjectives give a vivid, physical portrait.
Rhetorical question line 19
how can he sleep? The question answers itself. It links Lincoln's unrest directly to the suffering of the world.
Anaphora line 21
Too many homesteads in black terror weep "Too many" repeats from line 20. The repetition piles up the suffering.
Metaphor line 22
The sins of all the war-lords burn his heart The rulers' crimes are pictured as fire inside him. The image shows moral pain as physical pain.
Tricolon line 25
The bitterness, the folly and the pain Three nouns name what he carries. The list makes the burden heavy and complete.
Metaphor line 26
a spirit-dawn The hoped-for peace is pictured as a sunrise of the spirit. It answers the "midnight" of the title.
Euphemism line 33
That he may sleep upon his hill again Sleep stands for the peace of the grave. The last line makes his rest depend on the world's peace.
Words worth knowing
portentous
Ominous, full of grave meaning.
thing of state
A matter of public or national importance.
dreadnaughts
Usually spelled dreadnoughts: large, heavily armed battleships.
main
The open sea.
travail
Hard, painful labour.
Cornland
Farmland where grain grows. With "Alp and Sea" it stands for the plains, mountains and coasts of the world.
Context
Vachel Lindsay lived from 1879 to 1931. "Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight" has been on americanpoems.com since 2004. It was the archive's Poem of the Day on August 12, 2007. Readers left 7 comments on it between 2004 and 2020.
What readers have said
jerry reads the poem as the poet's picture of how Lincoln might feel after death, grieving that people still suffer for nothing. jerry, 2004
Harry Hickey hears echoes of Hamlet in the idea of a great ruler returning from the grave because of the world's troubles, and in the opening line's language. Harry Hickey, 2005
Larry Stevens traces the portrait of the shawl-wrapped Lincoln to the last chapter of Herndon's life of Lincoln. Larry Stevens, 2006
Barbara Hixon recalls hearing the poet recite it at a school assembly, and says it gave insight into the melancholy side of Lincoln. Barbara Hixon, 2010
a great prospective of how he must have thought lincoln felt after his death. the suffering of people for nothing amidst people after the war. being wrongly teated.and he wonderd if lincoln would ever be able to rest. but I wonder if the writer would have ever wrote this piece if he were not from illinois..he obviously gave a lot of thought to lincolns life and the way he must have felt
daniAustralia
hey i dont really like your poem i have read alot of poem and i didnt like that one you have alot of good one but thats not one of you best
Harry HickeyUnited States
The surface-message of the poem is clear, but underneath there are hints of Shakespeare's Hamlet, in the concept of a great ruler returning from the grave because of great troubles in the world. Note especially the opening line -- this is the kind of language that Shakespeare could have written.
Larry StevensUnited States
The description of Lincoln was apparently taken from William H. Herndon's "Life of Lincoln." The shawl-wrapped Lincoln "stalks" right out of the last chapter of Herndon's must-read biography.
Sandi WeldUnited States
A stirring and timeless poem. The Capitol building in Charleston, WV has a beautiful bronze statue of Abraham Lincoln inspired this poem. The good people of WV are closely linked to Mr. Lincoln, as he signed the document that allowed them to separate from the pro-slavery types in the eastern half of the state. If you love the poem, see the statue.
Barbara HixonUnited States
hearing Vachel Lincsay recite his poems
When I was a student at Springfield High School ([phone removed]) and was known as Louise Bartels, I was privileged to hear Vachel Lincsay recite some of his poems in a school assembly. His recital of his "Congo" sent shivers down my back. His recital of "Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight" gave insight into the melancholy side of Lincoln's life.
I was also privileged to have Vachel Lindsay's friend and mentor, Miss Susan Wilcox, as a teacher of English classses. Iam grateful for all of that.
Skylar price
This did not help me find the infl i was looking for but it was a pretty good poem. RIP Lincoln
a great prospective of how he must have thought lincoln felt after his death. the suffering of people for nothing amidst people after the war. being wrongly teated.and he wonderd if lincoln would ever be able to rest. but I wonder if the writer would have ever wrote this piece if he were not from illinois..he obviously gave a lot of thought to lincolns life and the way he must have felt
hey i dont really like your poem i have read alot of poem and i didnt like that one you have alot of good one but thats not one of you best
The surface-message of the poem is clear, but underneath there are hints of Shakespeare's Hamlet, in the concept of a great ruler returning from the grave because of great troubles in the world. Note especially the opening line -- this is the kind of language that Shakespeare could have written.
The description of Lincoln was apparently taken from William H. Herndon's "Life of Lincoln." The shawl-wrapped Lincoln "stalks" right out of the last chapter of Herndon's must-read biography.
A stirring and timeless poem. The Capitol building in Charleston, WV has a beautiful bronze statue of Abraham Lincoln inspired this poem. The good people of WV are closely linked to Mr. Lincoln, as he signed the document that allowed them to separate from the pro-slavery types in the eastern half of the state. If you love the poem, see the statue.
hearing Vachel Lincsay recite his poems
When I was a student at Springfield High School ([phone removed]) and was known as Louise Bartels, I was privileged to hear Vachel Lincsay recite some of his poems in a school assembly. His recital of his "Congo" sent shivers down my back. His recital of "Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight" gave insight
into the melancholy side of Lincoln's life.
I was also privileged to have Vachel Lindsay's friend and mentor, Miss Susan Wilcox, as a teacher of English classses. Iam grateful for all of that.
This did not help me find the infl i was looking for but it was a pretty good poem. RIP Lincoln