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Show 18 Till: LJB.I:.;]tT'i JH~LL. Revealing thence, if thence thou may, Who shall roll tho stone away. Here lies one, whoso mighty youth Glowed with eloquence all(l truth. High on Zion's summit dim Waves the palm that grew for him. A poisoned sheep at Zion's foot Sank he, at a laurel's root. Dead to glory, dead to shruno, Laid him here the Lust of Fame. When their anthems shake the sphere, Seraphs stop in mid--career On their humming harps to hear; Vainly bends each earthward ear. Numbing silence fills tho place Of-voice so dear to heavenly raceManhood's, with a manly mind Pleading with, and for, mankind. Soars no more its echoing tone. llollow sounds the rumbling stone. J'ETIU; 011, A SO~W 0~' TIH~ DESEJtT. Shall the silence last for nyc 1 'Vho shall roll the stone away? Nature erst with liberal plan Framed, endowed, and stamped a man. Victim of a brother Cain, The noble crea.turc bore lies slain ; Slain its nobler part doth lie, Sepulchred by Tyranny ; Gloom around it, tenfold gloom 0 'er the worhl beyond the tomb ; And Rage and, in its trail, Remorse 19 Gnaw, sharp·toothcd worms, its helpless corsc. In ita stead a slave survives, Wretched engine, plies not lives. So he still God's likeness wears, Hewing wood, and water bears. Let his rightful masoor lie Sepulchred by Tyranny, And blindfold Virtue leagued with Sin, Bid us help to hold him in ! |
