On a Stone, in the Church-Yard at Boreham, in
Essex; raised by the Honourable Elizabeth Olmius,
to the memory of Ann Gardner, who died at New
Hall, after a faithful Service of Forty Years.
WHATE'ER of praise, and of regret attend
The grateful servant, and the humble friend,
Where strict integrity and worth unite
To raise the lowly in their Maker's sight,
Are her's; whose faithful service, long approved,
Wept by the mistress whom through life she loved.
Here ends her earthly task; in joyful trust
To share the eternal triumph of the just.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, the sentiment of this is quite lovely..... The meter of the last line threw me off a bit - probably an idiosyncratic difference between ours and the stressed syllables of 300 years ago.