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On The Tombs In Westminster Abbey

Rating: 3.1
MORTALITY, behold and fear!
What a change of flesh is here!
Think how many royal bones
Sleep within this heap of stones:
Here they lie had realms and lands,
Who now want strength to stir their hands:
Where from their pulpits seal'd with dust
They preach, 'In greatness is no trust.'
Here 's an acre sown indeed
With the richest, royall'st seed
That the earth did e'er suck in
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COMMENTS
Ratnakar Mandlik 23 March 2019
" Buried in dust, once dead by fate" , a philosophical inference drawn.
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Douglas Scotney 02 July 2015
'leveller' I'd call it.
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Francie Lynch 02 July 2015
Sure takes a long time to give such a simple message; however, it needs to be spelled out for the sixteenth and seventeenth century dweller. A fine example of period poetry.
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Mortality. All is vanity
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Kim Barney 02 July 2015
It's too bad PH puts out shorter versions of the original poems without letting the public know what they are doing. Although I personally like this shorter version better than the longer one, it's still a shame.
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Edward Kofi Louis 02 July 2015
Morality! ! With the muse of the morals of mankind on earth. Nice work.
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K.c. Ford 02 July 2015
Thanks for the info Winifred.
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