Excerpt from Social Evils, Their Cause and Cure: A Poem for the Times
To warn the soul of that eternal wreck,
Which like some risen skeleton unnerv'd
The mariner, who on the shatter'd deck
Sought out, too late, the line from which he swerv'd.
To rouse man's conscience from its torpid bed,
Forc'd to the lash of Truth's undaunted tone,
And start the tear contrition's eyes have shed
On other cheeks, to trickle down his own.
For this the Mus...
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