Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889
The Shadow
By Minot Judson Savage (18411918)[Poems. 1882.]
I
Beyond the earth somewhere,
Went wandering through death’s dark gate
A soul into the air.
A wild, waste region through,
Behind there fell the steady tread
Of one that did pursue.
And then he was aware
A hideous wretch stood in his track,
Deformed, and cowering there.
“That dost my steps pursue?
Go, hide thy shapeless shape from sight,
Nor thus pollute my view!”
Along thy path I flee.
I’m thine own actions. Night and day
Still must I follow thee!”