Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land Whose heart hath neer within him burnd, As home his footsteps he hath turnd From wandering on a foreign strand If such there breathe, go mark him well For him no Minstrel raptures swell High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonord, and unsung.
Quotes about unwept (4 Quotes)
Many brave men lived before Agamemnon, but all are weighed down in unending night, unwept and unknown, because they lacked a sacred bard
Many heroes lived before Agamemnon but all are unknown and unwept, extinguished in everlasting night, because they have no spirited chronicler.
The day is not far distant when the man who dies leaving behind him millions of available wealth, which was free for him to administer during life, will pass away ''unwept, unhonored, and unsung,'' no matter to what uses he leave the dross which he cannot take with him. Of such as these the public verdict will then be ''The man who dies thus rich dies disgraced.'' Such, in my opinion, is the true gospel concerning wealth, obedience to which is destined some day to solve the problem of the rich and the poor.