MAN, A TORCH

by: George Moses Horton (c.1797-c.1883)

      LOWN up with painful care and hard to light,
      A glimmering torch blown in a moment out,
      Suspended by a web, an angler's bait,
      Floating at stake along the stream of chance,
      Snatch'd from its hook by the fish of poverty,
      A silent cavern is his last abode;
      The king's repository veil'd with gloom,
      The umbrage of a thousand oziers bowed,
      The couch of hallowed bones, the grave's asylum,
      The brave's retreat and end of ev'ry care.

"Man, A Torch" is reprinted from Poetical Works. George Moses Horton. Hillsborough, N.C.: D. Heartt, 1845.

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