A POET'S EPITAPH

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Composed 1799.--Published 1800



One of the "Poems of Sentiment and Reflection."--Ed.


Art thou a Statist [1] in the van


Of public conflicts [2] trained and bred?--



First learn to love one living man;



Then may'st thou think upon the dead.



A Lawyer art thou?--draw not nigh!


Go, carry to some fitter place


The keenness of that practised eye,



The hardness of that sallow face. [3]


Art thou a Man of purple cheer?


A rosy Man, right plump to see?


Approach; yet, Doctor, [A] not too near,


This grave no cushion is for thee.


Or art thou one of gallant pride, [4]


A Soldier and no man of chaff?



Welcome!--but lay thy sword aside,



And lean upon a peasant's staff.



Physician art thou?--one, all eyes,



Philosopher!--a fingering slave,


One that would peep and botanize


Upon his mother's grave?


Wrapt closely in thy sensual fleece,


O turn aside,--and take, I pray,


That he below may rest in peace,


Thy ever-dwindling soul, away! [5]


A Moralist perchance appears;


Led, Heaven knows how! to this poor sod:

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