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SONGS, LEGENDS, AND BALLADS.
When shall his equal be? Down from the stellar height
Sees he the planet and all on its girth—
India, Columbia, and Europe—his eagle-sight
Sweeps at a glance all the wrong upon earth.
Races or sects were to him a profanity:
Hindoo and Negro and Kelt were as one;
Large as mankind was his splendid humanity,
Large in its record the work he has done.
V.
What need to mention men of minor note,
When there be minds that all the heights attain?
What school-boy knoweth not the hand that wrote
"Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain"?
What man that speaketh English e'er can lift
His voice 'mid scholars, who hath missed the lore
Of Berkeley Curran, Sheridan, and Swift,
The art of Foley and the songs of Moore?
