EPITAPH
A silent sinner, nights and days,No human heart to him drew nigh,Alone he wound his wonted ways,Alone and little loved did die.And autumn Death for him did choose,A season dank with mists and rain,And took him, while the evening dewsWere settling o’er the fields again.
A silent sinner, nights and days,No human heart to him drew nigh,Alone he wound his wonted ways,Alone and little loved did die.And autumn Death for him did choose,A season dank with mists and rain,And took him, while the evening dewsWere settling o’er the fields again.
A silent sinner, nights and days,No human heart to him drew nigh,Alone he wound his wonted ways,Alone and little loved did die.
A silent sinner, nights and days,
No human heart to him drew nigh,
Alone he wound his wonted ways,
Alone and little loved did die.
And autumn Death for him did choose,A season dank with mists and rain,And took him, while the evening dewsWere settling o’er the fields again.
And autumn Death for him did choose,
A season dank with mists and rain,
And took him, while the evening dews
Were settling o’er the fields again.