|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|AUTHOR:||Leonard Heath |
|QUOTATION:||On a lone barren isle, where the wild roaring billows|
Assail the stern rock, and the loud tempests rave,
The hero lies still, while the dew-drooping willows,
Like fond weeping mourners, lean over his grave.
The lightnings may flash and the loud thunders rattle;
He heeds not, he hears not, hes free from all pain;
He sleeps his last sleep, he has fought his last battle;
No sound can awake him to glory again!
|ATTRIBUTION:||The Grave of Bonaparte. 1 |
This poem attributed to Leonard Heath was set to music by Lyman Heath (18041870). The author is still unknown. [back]