Traveller, regret not me; for thou shalt find <br />Just cause of sorrow none in my decease, <br />Who, dying, children's children left behind, <br />And with one wife lived many a year in peace; <br />Three virtuous youths espoused my daughters three, <br />And oft their infants in my bosom lay, <br />Nor saw I one of all derived from me, <br />Touch'd with disease, or torn by death away. <br />Their duteous hands my funeral rites bestow'd, <br />And me, by blameless manners fitted well <br />To seek it, sent to the serene abode <br />Where shades of pious men forever dwell.<br /><br />William Cowper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-a-good-man-from-the-greek/
