Here you will find the Poem A Gravestone Upon The Floor In The Cloisters Of Worcester Cathedral of poet William Wordsworth
'MISERRIMUS,' and neither name nor date, Prayer, text, or symbol, graven upon the stone; Nought but that word assigned to the unknown, That solitary word--to separate From all, and cast a cloud around the fate Of him who lies beneath. Most wretched one, 'Who' chose his epitaph?--Himself alone Could thus have dared the grave to agitate, And claim, among the dead, this awful crown; Nor doubt that He marked also for his own Close to these cloistral steps a burial-place, That every foot might fall with heavier tread, Trampling upon his vileness. Stranger, pass Softly!--To save the contrite, Jesus bled.
