HE had bowed down to drunkenness, An abject worshipper: The pride of manhood's pulse had grown Too faint and cold to stir; ... Read full text
But nobler is that triumph hour, The disenthralled shall find, When evil passion boweth down, Unto the Godlike mind! Very fine poem. tony
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
7/23/2025 5:51:03 PM # 1.0.0
But nobler is that triumph hour, The disenthralled shall find, When evil passion boweth down, Unto the Godlike mind! Very fine poem. tony