THROUGH one, years since hanged and forgot <br />Who stabbed backs by the Quarter, <br />Here lieth one who—while Time's stream <br />Runneth, as God hath taught her, <br />Bearing man's fame to men,—will have <br />His great name writ in water.<br /><br />Dante Gabriel Rossetti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-epitaph-for-keats/
