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On the Death of the Vice-Chancellor, A Physician.[1]

    By William Cowper



    Learn ye nations of the earth
    The condition of your birth,
    Now be taught your feeble state,
    Know, that all must yield to Fate!

    If the mournful Rover, Death,
    Say but once-resign your breath-
    Vainly of escape you dream,
    You must pass the Stygian stream.

    Could the stoutest overcome
    Death's assault, and baffle Doom,               
    Hercules had both withstood
    Undiseas'd by Nessus' blood.[2]

    Ne'er had Hector press'd the plain
    By a trick of Pallas slain,
    Nor the Chief to Jove allied[3]
    By Achilles' phantom died.

    Could enchantments life prolong,
    Circe, saved by magic song,
    Still had liv'd, and equal skill
    Had preserv'd Medea still.[4]                                   

    Dwelt in herbs and drugs a pow'r
    To avert Man's destin'd hour,
    Learn'd Machaon[5] should have known
    Doubtless to avert his own.

    Chiron had survived the smart
    Of the Hydra-tainted dart,[6]
    And Jove's bolt had been with ease
    Foil'd by Asclepiades.[7]

    Thou too, Sage! of whom forlorn
    Helicon and Cirrha mourn,                                   
    Still had'st filled thy princely place,
    Regent of the gowned race,

    Had'st advanc'd to higher fame
    Still, thy much-ennobled name,
    Nor in Charon's skiff explored
    The Tartarean gulph abhorr'd.

    But resentful Proserpine,
    Jealous of thy skill divine,
    Snapping short thy vital thread
    Thee too number'd with the Dead.                       

    Wise and good! untroubled be
    The green turf that covers thee,
    Thence in gay profusion grow
    All the sweetest flow'rs that blow!

    Pluto's Consort bid thee rest!
    Oeacus pronounce thee blest!
    To her home thy shade consign,
    Make Elysium ever thine!



Extra Info:
From: Poemata: Latin, Greek And Italian Poems By John Milton Translated by William Cowper


1. Dr. John Goslyn, Regius Professor of Medicine at Cambridge. He died on the 21st October, 1626.

2. A centaur whom Hercules shot with a poisoned arrow. Hercules was later poisoned by the centaur's blood-stained robe, which he was induced to put on.

3. Sarpedon. See Homer (Il. xvi, 477-491).

4. Circe and Medea were enchantresses.

5. Son of Esculapius. He was a healer to the Greeks during the siege of Troy. See Homer (Il. xi, 514).

6. The centaur Chiron was killed by Hercules's poisoned arrows.

7. Esculapius. He was killed by Jove's lightning for having saved too many from death.


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