A Horse’s Epitaph
By Robert Lowe (1811-1892)
Soft lies the turf on these who find their rest
Beneath our common mother’s ample breast,
Unstained by meanness, avarice, or pride;
They never cheated, and they never lied.
They ne’er intrigued a rival to displace;
They ran, but never betted on the race;
Content with harmless sports and simple food,
Boundless in faith, and love, and gratitude;
Happy the man, if there be any such—
Of whom his epitaph can say as much.
Robert Lowe was born in England. He did well in school and was establishing himself as a successful academic when his eyesight began to deteriorate. He moved to Australia in 1841 and quickly became involved in politics and a legal practice. In 1850 he returned to England, where he continued his political career.
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