And doubt the meed if giv’n to wealth or worth;
But truth shall guide this record, and proclaim
Who raised himself without a crime to fame;
Whose heart was tender as his arm was strong;
Who still upheld the right, abhorred the wrong;
Who stood unconquered champion in that field,
Where hardy heroes nature’s weapons wield—
’Twas poor Tom Cribb—beneath his ashes lie:
Peace to his spirit’s immortality!’”
