. And this great and wonderful man had to die! When the mighty heart, of his mighty body, that supplied the blood to his mighty brain, burst, never again was there to fall from his eloquent lips the pearls of thought that had been so wondrously formed in his brain. The mightiest voice in all the world was silenced, forever. No wonder the people wept when they heard that was dead. He was the greatest of the Great -- the Mightiest of the Mighty. He was 'as constant as the Northern Star whose true fixed and resting quality there is no fellow in the firmament.' He was the indistinguishable star whose brilliance never dimmed. When died, his death was 'the ruins of the noblest man that ever lived in the tide of time ... When shall we ever see another?' . no longer belongs to his family; He no longer belongs to his friends; He no longer belongs to his country; now belongs to all the world -- the whole universe -- He is immortal and eternal. .