Posts tagged ‘epitaph’

Friday, 20 November 2015

Epitaph* by John Parkhurst

I whom at the cost
Of her own life
My queenly mother
Bore with the pangs of labour
Sleep under this marble
An unfit traveller.
If Death had given me to live longer
That virtue, that modesty,
That obedience of my excellent Mother
That Heavenly courageous nature
Would have lived again in me.
Now, whoever
You are, fare thee well
Because I cannot speak any more, this stone
Is a memorial to my brief life.

*This epitaph is currently thought to have been written for Mary Seymour, the daughter of Katherine Parr and Thomas Seymour, who vanishes from all historical records in 1550 when she would have been two years old.


Date: c1550 (original in Latin); ???? (translation in English)

By: John Parkhurst (1511/2-1574/5)

Translated by: ????

Monday, 9 March 2015

Epitaph by Eden Phillpotts

When the dust of the workshop is still,
The dust of the workman at rest,
May some generous heart find a will
To seek and to treasure his best.

From the splendour of hopes that deceived;
From the wonders he planned to do;
From the glories so nearly achieved;
From dreams that so nearly came true;

From his struggle to rise above earth
On the pinions that could not fly;
From his sorrows; oh, seek for some worth
To remember the workman by.

If in vain; if Time sweeps all away,
And no laurel from that dust springs;
‘Tis enough that a loyal heart say,
“He tried to make beautiful things.”

From: Phillpotts, Eden, Wild Fruit, 1911, John Lane The Bodley Head: London, p. 66.

Date: 1911

By: Eden Phillpotts (1862-1960)