William Collins Poems
- How Sleep The Brave HOW sleep the brave, who sink to rest By...
- A Song From Shakespeare's Cymb...
- Ode To Evening If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song, ...
- In The Downhill Of Life In the downhill of life, when I find ...
- Ode To Simplicity O thou, by Nature taught To ...
- Eclogue The Second Hassan SCENE, the Desert TIME, Mid-day ...
- Eclogue The First Selim SCENE, a Valley near Bagdat TIME, the...
WILLIAM COLLINS was born at Chichester on the twenty-fifth of December, about 1720. His father was a hatter of good reputation. He was in 1733, as Dr. Warton has kindly informed me, admitted scholar of Winchester College, where he was educated by Dr. Burton. His English exercises were better than his Latin.
He first courted the notice of the publick by some verses To a Lady weeping, published in The Gentleman's Magazine.
In 1740 he stood first in the list of the scholars to be received in succession at New College; but unhappily there was no vacancy. This was the original misfortune of his life. He became a Commoner of Queen's College, probably with a ... more »
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How Sleep The Brave
HOW sleep the brave, who sink to rest
By all their country's wishes blest!
When Spring, with dewy fingers cold,
Returns to deck their hallow'd mould,
She there shall dress a sweeter sod
Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
By fairy hands their knell is rung;
By forms unseen their dirge is sung;
There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey,
To bless the turf that wraps their clay;
And Freedom shall awhile repair
To dwell, a weeping hermit, there!