Black manhood comes, when turbulent guilty blisses
Tender thee the kiss that poisons 'mid caressings.
Hang, baby, hang, mother's love loves such forces,
Strain the fond neck that bends still to thy clinging:
Black manhood comes, when violent lawless courses
Leave thee a spectacle in rude air swinging.—
So sang a wither'd Sibyl energetical,
And bann'd the ungiving door with lips prophetical.
C. LAMB. Blackwood's Magazine.