Bade human passion all her vengeance wreak!
Bid them arise! stand forth! each in his place
From the broad waste, to greet the gazer’s sight
With bright insignia, which in life did grace
The brow, or give the bounding heart delight.
Arise! each to the stature of his might,
And tell of how he lived and how he died!
Say! comes a single voice upon the night?
Rises a single form above the common tide?
Ambition! Glory! Power! oh! where do ye abide?