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AT GOLDSMITH'S GRAVE, by                    
First Line: To where he sleeps,-not near the honored dead
Last Line: Within the warm affections of mankind.
Subject(s): Goldsmith, Oliver (1730-1774); Graves; Tombs; Tombstones


To where he sleeps,—not near the honored dead
In the dim aisle of some cathedral grand,
But in behind old London's noisy Strand,
Where late or soon you hear a hurrying tread—
One spring-like day my tired feet were led
By fond desire, his sacred shrine to view;
Finding thereon a bunch of violets blue,
I stood awhile with an uncovered head,
And heard their-message sweet: "He was not laid
Beside his brothers in poetic art;
He sleeps alone in his loved Temple's shade,
But is embalmed within the human heart"—
Happy all they who like asylum find
Within the warm affections of mankind.





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