When, to their airy hall, my Fathers’
voice Shall call my spirit, joyful in their choice;
When, pois’d upon the gale, my form shall ride,
Or, dark in mist, descend the mountain’s side;
Oh! may my shade behold no sculptur’d urns,
To mark the spot where earth to earth returns!
No lengthen’d scroll, no praise-encumber’d
stone; [i] My epitaph shall be my name alone:
[2] If that with honour fail to crown my
clay, [ii] Oh! may no other fame my deeds repay!
That, only that, shall single out the
spot; By that remember’d, or with that forgot.
1803.
[Footnote 1: There is no heading in the Quarto.]
[Footnote 2: In his will, drawn
up in 1811, Byron gave directions that “no inscription,
save his name and age, should be written on his tomb.”
June, 1819, he wrote to Murray: “Some of
the epitaphs at the Certosa cemetery, at Ferrara,
pleased me more than the more splendid monuments at
Bologna; for instance, ‘Martini Luigi Implora
pace.’ Can anything be more full of pathos?
I hope whoever may survive me will see those two words,
and no more, put over me.”—’Life’,
pp. 131, 398.]
[Footnote: i.
‘No lengthen’d scroll of virtue
and renown.’
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[Footnote: ii.
‘If that with honour fails,’
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[Footnote: iii.
‘But that remember’d, or fore’er
forgot’.
[4to. ’P. on V. Occasions’.]]