1. English
  2. 1700
  3. epitaph
A Bard’s Epitaph

Is there a whim-inspirèd fool,
Owre fast for thought, owre hot for rule,
Owre blate 1 to seek, owre proud to snool; 2
        Let him draw near,
And owre this grassy heap sing dool,
        And drap a tear.

Is there a bard of rustic song,...

Poet: Robert Burns
Epitaph

For the Tombstone Erected over the Marquis of Anglesea’s Leg, Lost at Waterloo

HERE rests, and let no saucy knave
  Presume to sneer and laugh,
To learn that moldering in the grave
  Is laid a British Calf.

For he who writes these lines is sure,...

Poet: George Canning