“All over bouquets of roses,
O death, I cover you over with roses and early lilies,
But mostly, and now the lilac that blooms the first,
Copious I break, I break the sprigs from the bushes,
With loaded arms, I come, pouring for you,
For you and the coffins, all of you, O death”
-Walt Whitman, when Lilacs in the Dooryard Bloom’s. Honoring Abraham Lincoln.
Our Lilacks, In Honor Of Decency And Truth