XXVI

"Thy life hath not been wholly without use,

Albeit that use is partly hidden now;

In thy unmingled scorn of any truce

With this world's specious falsehoods, often thou

Hast uttered, through some all unworldly song,

Truths that for man might else have slumbered long.

Poems of Henry Timrod; with Memoir · 第 120 / 190 题