| Alexander Pope (1688–1744). Complete Poetical Works. 1903. | | | | Epitaphs | | On General Henry Withers |
| | In Westminster Abbey, 1729
HERE, WITHERS! rest; thou bravest, gentlest mind, | |
| Thy Country’s friend, but more of Humankind. | |
| O born to Arms! O Worth in youth approv’d! | |
| O soft Humanity, in age belov’d! | |
| For thee the hardy Vet’ran drops a tear, | 5 |
| And the gay Courtier feels the sigh sincere. | |
| WITHERS, adieu! yet not with thee remove | |
| Thy martial spirit or thy social love! | |
| Amidst Corruption, Luxury, and Rage, | |
| Still leave some ancient Virtues to our age; | 10 |
| Nor let us say (those English glories gone) | |
| The last true Briton lies beneath this stone. | | | | |
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