Poems (Denver)/His Name has Gone Down
HIS NAME HAS GONE DOWN.
His name has gone clown to the dead abyss Where infamy hides her head; Ah! who could have dreamed that an end like this, Would shadow his dying bed?
From the silent depths of a midnight sky When the thunder-storm was o'er, He flashed like a meteor before the eye, And passed, to be seen no more.