STRANGER! the MAN OF NATURE lies not here: <br />Enshrin'd far distant by his rival's side <br />His relics rest, there by the giddy throng <br />With blind idolatry alike revered! <br />Wiselier directed have thy pilgrim feet <br />Explor'd the scenes of Ermenonville. ROUSSEAU <br />Loved these calm haunts of Solitude and Peace; <br />Here he has heard the murmurs of the stream, <br />And the soft rustling of the poplar grove, <br />When o'er their bending boughs the passing wind <br />Swept a grey shade. Here if thy breast be full, <br />If in thine eye the tear devout should gush, <br />His SPIRIT shall behold thee, to thine home <br />From hence returning, purified of heart.<br /><br />Robert Southey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/inscription-08-for-the-cenotaph-at-ermenonville/
