LEGGETT'S MONUMENT.

By John Greenleaf Whittier

Yes, pile the marble o'er him! It is well

That ye who mocked him in his long stern strife,

And planted in the pathway of his life

The ploughshares of your hatred hot from hell,

Who clamored down the bold reformer when

He pleaded for his captive fellow-men,

Who spurned him in the market-place, and sought

Within thy walls, St. Tammany, to bind

In party chains the free and honest thought,

The angel utterance of an upright mind,

Well is it now that o'er his grave ye raise

The stony tribute of your tardy praise,

For not alone that pile shall tell to Fame

Of the brave heart beneath, but of the builders’ shame!