<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537841" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stanzas Subjoined To The Yearly Bill Of Mortality Of The Parish Of All-Saints, Northampton. Anno Domini 1790</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He who sits from day to day<br>Where the prisoned lark is hung,<br>Heedless of his loudest lay,<br>Hardly knows that he has sung.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where the watchman in his round<br>Nightly lifts his voice on high,<br>None accustomed to the sound,<br>Wakes the sooner for his cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So your verse man I, and clerk,<br>Yearly in my song proclaim<br>Death at hand -- yourselves his mark--<br>And the foe's unerring aim.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Duly at my time I come, <br>Publishing to all aloud,--<br>Soon the grave must be your home,<br>And your only suit a shroud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the monitory strain,<br>Oft repeated in your ears,<br>Seems to sound too much in vain,<br>Wins no notice, wakes no fears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Can a truth, by all confessed <br>Of such magnitude and weight,<br>Grow, by being oft impressed,<br>Trivial as a parrot's prate?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pleasure's call attention wins, <br>Hear it often as we may;<br>New as ever seem our sins,<br>Though committed every day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death and judgement, heaven and hell--<br>These alone, so often heard,<br>No more move us than the bell<br>When some stranger is interred.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh then, ere the turf or tomb<br>Cover us from every eye,<br>Spirit of instruction! come, <br>Make us learn that we must die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cowper">William Cowper</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537841" data-title="Stanzas Subjoined To The Yearly Bill Of Mortality Of The Parish Of All-Saints, Northampton. Anno Domini 1790" data-description="He who sits from day to day Where the prisoned lark is hung, Heedless of his loudest lay, Hardly knows that he has sung. Where the watchman in his round Nightly lifts his voice on high, None accustomed to the sound, Wakes the sooner for his cry. ..."></div> </div> </div>

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