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GEORGE CANNING (1770-1827) '
EPITAPH
For the tombstone erected over the Marquis of Anglesea's leg, lost at Waterloo.
H
ERE rests, and let no saucy knave Presume to sneer and laugh, To learn that moldering in the grave Is laid a British Calf.
For he who writes these lines is sure,
That those who read the whole Will find such laugh was premature,
For here, too, lies a sole.
And here five little ones repose,
Twin born with other five, Unheeded by their brother toes,
Who all are now alive.
A leg and foot to speak more plain,
Rests here of one commanding; Who though his wits he might retain,
Lost half his understanding.
And when the guns, with thunder fraught,
Poured bullets thick as hail, Could only in this way be taught
To give the foe leg-bail. |
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