THROUGH one, years since hanged and forgot
Who stabbed backs by the Quarter,
Here lieth one who—while Time's stream
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The master art painted with words. A poem, after one and half a century can be proved as a modern writing. What a profound poem!
A most befitting epitaph written for Keats. Enjoyed reading it: Bearing man's fame to men, —will have His great name writ in water.