Bright Ball Of Flame That Through The Gloom Of Even Silently Takest Thine Aethereal Way, And With Surpassing Glory Dimm'St Each Ray Twinkling Amid The Dark Blue Depths Of Heaven, - Unlike The Fire Thou Bearest, Soon Shalt Thou Fade Like A Meteor In Surrounding Gloom, Whilst That, Unquenchable, Is Doomed To Glow A Watch-Light By The Patriot'S Lonely Tomb; A Ray Of Courage To The Oppressed And Poor; A Spark, Though Gleaming On The Hovel'S Hearth, Which Through The Tyrant'S Gilded Domes Shall Roar; A Beacon In The Darkness Of The Earth; A Sun Which, O'Er The Renovated Scene, Shall Dart Like Truth Where Falsehood Yet Has Been.