Hicks Sleeps, But He Is Not Dead 

18 February 1865 - The Baltimore County Union, The Towson News

We adopt the following lines written by Dr. A. L. Manning, the intimate friend of Governor Hicks, as expressing our feelings upon the death of this honest, fearless and patriotic citizen, changing the word "Dorset" to that of "Maryland," the loyal men of the State claiming him as theirs, also:

The great has fallen: once again
We record with a heart-sick pain
Another patriot is dead,
And with his noble spirit’s fled
A friend to freedom, home and State;
But though he’s fallen, still he’s great.

Traitors assailed his spotless name,
And would have damned the patriot's fame
But from their poisonous, brutish touch,
He let them know that still too much
Of honor dwelt within his frame
To drag his country down to shame.

Aspersions fierce assailed his track,
And treason wished to load his back
With crimes that would have raised the dead
From Washington’s immortal bed,
To hiss, with an inglorious shame,
Such crimes as could not stain his name.

Firmly he stood, with giant form,
Breasting dark treason’s pelting storm,
That thundered like the sea to shore—
Unmoved beneath the billow’s roar,
A bulwark still to guard the land
Against treasons vile and fiendish band.

Hicks sleeps—but, ah, he is not dead!
His spirit’s but a moment fled:
It will not stay: ‘twill come again,
For freedom lives when forms are slain;
And traitors dread such honored dust,
As cannot sleep—can never rust.

Old Maryland swells with grateful pride
For such a sire as just has died—
For such a son as Rome never knew,
For Greece nor Carthage ever grew.
Sublime in principle and trust,
Thy sons will weep, and freedom’s must.