Not A Poem, A 16th Century Epitaph, And Certainly Not My Own Work. Poem by Jake Carthew
Not A Poem, A 16th Century Epitaph, And Certainly Not My Own Work.
Rating: ★5.0
My friends, blame not me,
Thou seest I blame not thee,
Betwickst the stirrup and the ground,
Mercy I asked, and mercy I found.
Friday, December 31, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: friends
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
An anonymous little epitaph, from the 16th Century, which I remembered as a child, that I just wanted to share if anyone was interested. I always liked it.
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8/30/2026 2:19:56 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Jake, I was interested. And I too like it.