Epitaphs
By Thomas Bailey Aldrich
"Honest Iago." When his breath was fled
Doubtless these words were carven at his head.
Such lying epitaphs are like a rose
That in unlovely earth takes root and grows.
Source Book
Flower And Thorn: Later Poems
by Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Copyright 1876
Published by James R. Osgood And Company, Boston
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