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Lie lightly on my ashes, gentle earthe.
Lie lightly on my ashes, gentle earthe.
Loe here the precious dust is layd;
Whose purely-temper'd clay was made
So fine that it the read more
Loe here the precious dust is layd;
Whose purely-temper'd clay was made
So fine that it the guest betray'd.
Else the soule grew so fast within,
It broke the outward shall of sinne
And so was hatch'd a cherubin.
Here lies who, born a man, a grocer died.
[Fr., Ne homme--mort epicier.]
Here lies who, born a man, a grocer died.
[Fr., Ne homme--mort epicier.]
Ecce quod expendi habui, quod donavi habeo, quod negavi punior,
quod servavi perdidi.
Ecce quod expendi habui, quod donavi habeo, quod negavi punior,
quod servavi perdidi.
Farewell, vain world, I've had enough of thee,
And Valies't not what thou Can'st say of me;
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Farewell, vain world, I've had enough of thee,
And Valies't not what thou Can'st say of me;
Thy Smiles I count not, nor thy frowns I fear,
My days are past, my head lies quiet here.
What faults you saw in me take Care to shun,
Look but at home, enough is to be done.
His form was of the manliest beauty,
His heart was kind and soft,
Faithful, below, he did read more
His form was of the manliest beauty,
His heart was kind and soft,
Faithful, below, he did his duty;
But now he's gone aloft.
A tomb now suffices him for whom the whole word was not
sufficient.
[Lat., Sufficit huic tumulus, cui read more
A tomb now suffices him for whom the whole word was not
sufficient.
[Lat., Sufficit huic tumulus, cui non suffecerit orbis.]
"Let there be no inscription upon my tomb. Let no man write my
epitaph. No man can write my read more
"Let there be no inscription upon my tomb. Let no man write my
epitaph. No man can write my epitaph. I am here ready to die.
I am not allowed to vindicate my character; and when I am
prevented from vindicating myself, let no man dare calumniate me.
Let my character and motives repose in obscurity and peace, till
other times and other men can do them justice."
Shrine of the mighty! can it be,
That this is all remains of thee?
Shrine of the mighty! can it be,
That this is all remains of thee?