It may be—Immortality
Hath claim’d a thousand souls!
* * * * *
Some live to see the glorious Sun
Descend the great concave;
But thousands, ere the day is done,
Are silent in the grave!!!
[76] This poem is intended to illustrate the Sun’s fleetings on the Earth’s surface, occasioned by the passage of clouds, on a breezy day.
[77] The Sun.
