Low On His Funeral Couch He Lies!

From Helicon's Harmonious Springs A Thousand Rills Their Mazy Progress Take.

Nor Grandeur Hear With A Disdainful Smile The Short And Simple Annals Of The Poor.

Far From The Madding Crowd's Ignoble Strife.

Daughter Of Jove, Relentless Power, Thou Tamer Of The Human Breast, Whose Iron Scourge And Tort'ring Hour The Bad Affright, Afflict The Best!

And Truth Severe, By Fairy Fiction Drest.