HERE Johnson lies, a sage by all allowed, Whom to have bred may well make England proud; Whose prose was eloquence, by wisdom taught, The graceful vehicle of virtuous thought; Whose verse may claim, grave, masculine, and strong, Superior praise to the mere poet's song; Who many a noble gift from Heaven possessed, And faith at last, alone worth all the rest. O man, immortal by a double prize, By fame on earth, by glory in the skies! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CALDWELL OF SPRINGFIELD [JUNE 23, 1780] by FRANCIS BRET HARTE EPITAPH FOR SIR PHILIP SIDNEY, AT ST. PAUL'S WITHOUT A MONUMENT ... by EDWARD HERBERT BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS SONNET: 8 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE SILEX SCINTIALLANS: THEY ARE ALL GONE by HENRY VAUGHAN |