{"id":"01KG8AK9MDHVK4W585ZC7R8JVV","cid":"bafkreigdwhdxfrqchs54sxec4ckiunyvtjqbvvnzgbvihqxel6ngo46c6q","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":4746,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:47:58.829Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 1","source_file":"01KG89J1G8S4TRWXNCBRKCRKS8","start_line":4646,"text":"Lee in the Capitol.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nLee in the Capitol.[24]\r\n(April, 1866.)\r\n\r\n\r\nHard pressed by numbers in his strait,\r\n  Rebellion’s soldier-chief no more contends--\r\nFeels that the hour is come of Fate,\r\n  Lays down one sword, and widened warfare ends.\r\nThe captain who fierce armies led\r\nBecomes a quiet seminary’s head--\r\nPoor as his privates, earns his bread.\r\nIn studious cares and aims engrossed,\r\n  Strives to forget Stuart and Stonewall dead--\r\nComrades and cause, station and riches lost,\r\n  And all the ills that flock when fortune’s fled.\r\nNo word he breathes of vain lament,\r\n  Mute to reproach, nor hears applause--\r\nHis doom accepts, perforce content,\r\n  And acquiesces in asserted laws;\r\nSecluded now would pass his life,\r\nAnd leave to time the sequel of the strife.\r\n  But missives from the Senators ran;\r\nNot that they now would gaze upon a swordless foe,\r\nAnd power made powerless and brought low:\r\n  Reasons of state, ’tis claimed, require the man.\r\nDemurring not, promptly he comes\r\nBy ways which show the blackened homes,\r\n  And--last--the seat no more his own,\r\nBut Honor’s; patriot grave-yards fill\r\nThe forfeit slopes of that patrician hill,\r\n  And fling a shroud on Arlington.\r\nThe oaks ancestral all are low;\r\nNo more from the porch his glance shall go\r\nRanging the varied landscape o’er,\r\nFar as the looming Dome--no more.\r\nOne look he gives, then turns aside,\r\nSolace he summons from his pride:\r\n“So be it! They await me now\r\nWho wrought this stinging overthrow;\r\nThey wait me; not as on the day\r\nOf Pope’s impelled retreat in disarray--\r\nBy me impelled--when toward yon Dome\r\nThe clouds of war came rolling home”\r\nThe burst, the bitterness was spent,\r\nThe heart-burst bitterly turbulent,\r\nAnd on he fared.\r\n\r\n                 In nearness now\r\n  He marks the Capitol--a show\r\nLifted in amplitude, and set\r\nWith standards flushed with a glow of Richmond yet;\r\n  Trees and green terraces sleep below.\r\nThrough the clear air, in sunny light,\r\nThe marble dazes--a temple white.\r\n\r\nIntrepid soldier! had his blade been drawn\r\nFor yon stirred flag, never as now\r\nBid to the Senate-house had he gone,\r\nBut freely, and in pageant borne,\r\nAs when brave numbers without number, massed,\r\nPlumed the broad way, and pouring passed--\r\nBannered, beflowered--between the shores\r\nOf faces, and the dinn’d huzzas,\r\nAnd balconies kindling at the sabre-flash,\r\n’Mid roar of drums and guns, and cymbal-crash,\r\nWhile Grant and Sherman shone in blue--\r\nClose of the war and victory’s long review.\r\n\r\nYet pride at hand still aidful swelled,\r\nAnd up the hard ascent he held.\r\nThe meeting follows. In his mien\r\nThe victor and the vanquished both are seen--\r\nAll that he is, and what he late had been.\r\nAwhile, with curious eyes they scan\r\nThe Chief who led invasion’s van--\r\nAllied by family to one,\r\nFounder of the Arch the Invader warred upon:\r\nWho looks at Lee must think of Washington;\r\nIn pain must think, and hide the thought,\r\nSo deep with grievous meaning it is fraught.\r\n\r\nSecession in her soldier shows\r\nSilent and patient; and they feel\r\n  (Developed even in just success)\r\nDim inklings of a hazy future steal;\r\n  Their thoughts their questions well express:\r\n“Does the sad South still cherish hate?\r\nFreely will Southen men with Northern mate?\r\nThe blacks--should we our arm withdraw,\r\nWould that betray them? some distrust your law.\r\nAnd how if foreign fleets should come--\r\nWould the South then drive her wedges home”\r\nAnd more hereof. The Virginian sees--\r\nReplies to such anxieties.\r\nDiscreet his answers run--appear\r\nBriefly straightforward, coldly clear.\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 1"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJS1ZDQPYKP1F9FSF8A07","peer_type":"segment","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1G8S4TRWXNCBRKCRKS8","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKA6D8XVJCGRVD7HT8ZQS","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:47:59.629Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:02.602Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}