Lines Written on a Window in the Episcopal Palace at Kilmore
Thus spake great Bedel from his tomb:
" Mortal, I would not change my doom
To live in such a restless state,
To be unfortunately great,
To flatter fools and spurn at knaves,
To shine amidst a race of slaves,
To learn from wise men to complain,
And only rise to fall again.
No! let my dusty relics rest
Until I rise among the blest. "
" Mortal, I would not change my doom
To live in such a restless state,
To be unfortunately great,
To flatter fools and spurn at knaves,
To shine amidst a race of slaves,
To learn from wise men to complain,
And only rise to fall again.
No! let my dusty relics rest
Until I rise among the blest. "
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