Classic and Contemporary Poetry

RARE MOMENTS, by CHARLES HENRY PHELPS
First Line: Each of us is like balboa: once in all our lives do we
Last Line: Rank and tangled vine and jungle block our pathway to the peak.

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.