On A Lock Of Farragut’s Hair Poem by Albert Laighton

Within this crystal, circled with fine gold,
I keep my treasure with a miser's care;
A silken curl of silver-sprinkled hair
Cut from a Hero's brow; who, strong and bold,
Undaunted stood aloft when loudest rolled
The ship's live battle-thunder through the air;
All things for Freedom prompt to do and dare.
As noble thou as any knight of old
Whose lustrous deed Time hath not overcast.
Thine was the victor's crown, the wreath of fame,
The grateful homage paid to Freedom's son; —
Thus be thy memory and thy honored name
Embalmed within the heart while time shall last,
With those of Lincoln and of Washington.