Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON THE LAMENTED DEATH OF MY DEAR UNCLE, MR. RADCLIFF STANHOPE, by CHARLES COTTON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Such is the unsteady state of human things Last Line: It knows I truly weep these obsequies. Subject(s): Epitaphs; Uncles | ||||||||
SUCH is the unsteady state of human things, And Death so certain, that their period brings, So frail is Youth, and strength, so sure this sleep, That much we cannot wonder, though we weep. Yet, since 'tis so, it will not misbecome Either perhaps our sorrows, or his tomb To breathe a sigh, and drop a mourning tear Upon the cold face of his sepulchre. Well did his life deserve it, if to be A great example of Integrity, Honour, and Truth, Fidelity and Love, In such perfection, as if each had strove T' out-do posterity, may deserve our care, Or to his funeral command a tear; Faithful he was, and just, and sweetly good To whom allied in virtue, or in blood: His breast (from other conversation chaste) Above the reach of giddy Vice was plac't: Then, had not Death (that crops in 's savage speed The fairest flower with the rankest weed) Thus made a beastly conquest of his prime, And cut him off before grown ripe for Time, How bright an Evening must this Morn pursue, Is to his life a contemplation due. Proud Death, t' arrest his thriving Virtue thus! Unhappy Fate! not to himself, but us, That so have lost him; for, no doubt, but he Was fit for Heav'n, as years could make him be: Age does but muster sin, and heap up woes Against the last, and general Rendezvous; Whereas he died full of obedient Truth, Wrap't in his spotless Innocence of Youth. Farewell, Dear Uncle, may thy hop'd for bliss To thee be real, as my sorrow is; May they be nam'd together, since I do Nothing more perfect than my sorrow know; And, if thy soul into men's minds have eyes, It knows I truly weep these obsequies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MORAL: FRANKLIN HYDE, WHO CAROUSED IN THE DIRT AND WAS CORRECTED BY HIS UNCLE by HILAIRE BELLOC AFTER SUNDAY WE UNCLES SNOOZE by JOHN CIARDI LENNIE SWENSON by KAREN SWENSON INCIDENTS IN THE LIFE OF MY UNCLE ARLY by EDWARD LEAR THE BABES IN THE WOOD; OR, THE NORFOLK TRAGEDY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM UNCLE AN' AUNT by WILLIAM BARNES UNCLE OUT O' DEBT AN' OUT O' DANGER by WILLIAM BARNES AN EPITAPH ON M.H. by CHARLES COTTON LAURA SLEEPING; ODE by CHARLES COTTON RESOLUTION OF A POETICAL QUESTION CONCERNING FOUR RURAL SISTERS: 2 by CHARLES COTTON |
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