|Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:|
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IXXI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 18611889
|By Charles Henry Phelps (18531933)|
|EACH of us is like Balboa: once in all our lives do we,|
|Gazing from some tropic summit, look upon an unknown sea;|
|But upon the dreary morrow, every way our footsteps seek,|
|Rank and tangled vine and jungle block our pathway to the peak.|