Breaks from the lips of martyr, as he died.
John Huss, and Jerome, and a noble host
A vict'ry gain'd.—Not in the hero's pride,
But in such men,—of God sustain'd,—we boast.
Ye Bigots! When the martyrs take their crown,
Shall ye not meet with God's terrific frown?
78. TO REV. DR. SPRING, NEW YORK. [(notes)]
Old Soldier of the Son of God, the Lord!