(AT CHILLINGTON, THE SEAT OF T. GIFFARD, ESQ. 1790) OTHER stones the era tell When some feeble mortal fell; I stand here to date the birth Of these hardy sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost--these Oaks or I? Pass an age or two away, I must moulder and decay; But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honour, virtue, truth, So shalt thou prolong thy youth: Wanting these, however fast Man be fixed, and formed to last, He is lifeless even now, Stone at heart, and cannot grow, | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BATTLE SONG by EBENEZER ELLIOTT THE CHOIR INVISIBLE by MARY ANN EVANS NEVER TOO LATE: THE PALMER'S ODE by ROBERT GREENE THE CROWING OF THE RED COCK by EMMA LAZARUS A SATIRE [OR, SATYR] AGAINST MANKIND by JOHN WILMOT SATIRE: 5 by AULUS PERSIUS FLACCUS |