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Poem
April 14, 1827
New Hampshire Statesman And Concord Register
Concord, Merrimack County, New Hampshire
What is this article about?
A reflective poem on the universal human experience of living a fleeting life marked by joys and sorrows, only to die and fade into oblivion, regardless of social status or achievements.
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STORY OF A LIFE.
He lived and died—the lot of man
In these few simple words is told,
Since time his swift career began,
And worlds around their circuits roll'd
And is this all? From age to age,
Go, number back the years gone by,
Turn over history's ample page—
Yes, this is all that meets the eye.
He lived, a feverish, fitful thing,
Through days, or months, or years of care;
A peasant or perchance a king;
Titles but faint distinction are.
He had his pleasures and delights,
His bitter draughts and golden days,
His cankering toils and wakeful nights,
His laurel and his cypress bays.
He died; and o'er his moulded grave,
With tearless eyes, his brothers trod.
Place, power, nor titled rank could save
Him from that last, lone, low abode.
And sealed forever from the eye
His destiny and doom, at last,
From the world's cold, cold memory,
His name into oblivion pass'd.
STORY OF A LIFE.
He lived and died—the lot of man
In these few simple words is told,
Since time his swift career began,
And worlds around their circuits roll'd
And is this all? From age to age,
Go, number back the years gone by,
Turn over history's ample page—
Yes, this is all that meets the eye.
He lived, a feverish, fitful thing,
Through days, or months, or years of care;
A peasant or perchance a king;
Titles but faint distinction are.
He had his pleasures and delights,
His bitter draughts and golden days,
His cankering toils and wakeful nights,
His laurel and his cypress bays.
He died; and o'er his moulded grave,
With tearless eyes, his brothers trod.
Place, power, nor titled rank could save
Him from that last, lone, low abode.
And sealed forever from the eye
His destiny and doom, at last,
From the world's cold, cold memory,
His name into oblivion pass'd.
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Moral Virtue
What keywords are associated?
Life Death
Mortality
Oblivion
History Reflection
Social Status
Joys Sorrows
Poem Details
Title
Story Of A Life.
Key Lines
He Lived And Died—The Lot Of Man / In These Few Simple Words Is Told,
He Lived, A Feverish, Fitful Thing, / Through Days, Or Months, Or Years Of Care;
He Died; And O'er His Moulded Grave, / With Tearless Eyes, His Brothers Trod.
His Name Into Oblivion Pass'd.