James Beattie

(25 October 1735 – 18 August 1803 / Laurencekirk in the Mearns, Scotland)

An Epitaph - Poem by James Beattie

LIKE thee I once have stemm'd the sea of life,
Like thee have languish'd after empty joys,
Like thee have labour'd in the stormy strife,
Been grieved for trifles, and amused with toys.

Forget my frailties; thou art also frail:
Forgive my lapses; for thyself may'st fall:
Nor read unmoved my artless tender tale--


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  • Rookie Sean Alvarado (11/12/2007 12:44:00 AM)

    There's two more lines to this poem, arn't there? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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