LVII.

Brief, brave, and glorious was his young career,-- His mourners were two hosts, his friends and foes; And fitly may the stranger lingering here Pray for his gallant Spirit's bright repose;-- For he was Freedom's Champion, one of those, The few in number, who had not o'erstept[307] The charter to chastise which she bestows On such as wield her weapons; he had kept The whiteness of his soul--and thus men o'er him wept.[11.B.]