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John Richard Green.
1837–1883.
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The inscription upon the marble slab in the cemetery of Mentone concludes with the words:—“He died learning.”
So die we all, the sun o'er Agal's height
That sinks unto its setting could not know
How this high terraced rock of rest would glow
With glory unimagined, how its light
Would pierce the cypress shadow, and make bright
As molten gold these pillars white as snow
That guard the marble whose dark letters show,
Here lies the learner who could read aright
That sinks unto its setting could not know
How this high terraced rock of rest would glow
With glory unimagined, how its light
Would pierce the cypress shadow, and make bright
As molten gold these pillars white as snow
That guard the marble whose dark letters show,
Here lies the learner who could read aright
The story of our England. Souls like thine,
Truth seeker! glad to learn as glad to teach,
So keen in quest for knowledge, so sincere,
These having learned earth's simple letters here,
See at life's sunset nobler light can shine,
Find Heaven's full wisdom, speak with angel speech.
Truth seeker! glad to learn as glad to teach,
So keen in quest for knowledge, so sincere,
These having learned earth's simple letters here,
See at life's sunset nobler light can shine,
Find Heaven's full wisdom, speak with angel speech.
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