A BETTER prize There is for man, a glory of this world Well worth the labour of the blessed, won By arduous deeds of righteousness, that bring Solace, or wisdom, or the deathless boon Of holy freedom to his fellow men, And praise to the Almighty. Such a wreath Encircled late the patriotic brows Of him, who, greater than the kings of earth, To young Atlantis in an upright cause Gave strength and liberty, and laid the stone Whereon shall rise, if so Jehovah will, An empire mightier than the vast domain Sway'd once by vicious Caesars. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALL FOOLS' CALENDER by DONALD (GRADY) DAVIDSON THE PASSING OF THE EX-SLAVE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |