The Literati Pulp team is off to the graveyard this weekend to visit famous literature tombstones. We will be exploring cemeteries in Dublin, London, and Boston. Follow #LiteratureGraves on twitter for photos, quotes and updates on our literary gravestone adventure.
Jonathan Swift’s epitaph in St. Patrick’s Cathedral, Dublin — near his burial site. (1667 – 1745)
Hic depositum est Corpus
IONATHAN SWIFT S.T.D.
Hujus Ecclesiæ Cathedralis
Ubi sæva Indignatio
Cor lacerare nequit,
Et imitare, si poteris,
Strenuum pro virili
Translated from Latin to:
Here is laid the Body
of Jonathan Swift, Doctor of Sacred Theology,
Dean of this Cathedral Church,
where fierce Indignation
can no longer
injure the Heart.
Go forth, Voyager,
and copy, if you can,
this vigorous (to the best of his ability)
Champion of Liberty.
And for you poetry lovers, W. B. Yeats translated the epitaph to:
Swift has sailed into his rest;
Savage indignation there
Cannot lacerate his breast.
Imitate him if you dare,
World-besotted traveller; he
Served human liberty.
John Keats is buried in Protestant Cemetary in Rome, Italy. (1795 – 1821)
contains all that was Mortal
YOUNG ENGLISH POET
on his Death Bed,
In the Bitterness of his Heart
at the Malicious Power of his enemies, desired
these Words to be engraved on his Tomb Stone:
“Here lies One
Whose name was writ in Water.”
Robert Louis Stevenson is buried in Mount Vaea in Western Samoa. (1850-94)
Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from the sea
And the hunter from the hill.
From his poem, “Requiem,” 1887
Oscar Wilde‘s tomb is located in Père Lachaise Cemetery, Paris, France. (1854-1900)
Pere Lachaise Cemetery, Paris
[from “The Ballad of Reading Gaol.”]
And alien tears will fill for him
Pity’s long broken urn,
For his mourners will be outcast men,
And outcasts always mourn.
William Butler Yeats is buried in Drumcliff Cemetery, Ireland. (1865 – 1939)
Cast a cold Eye
On Life, on Death.
Horseman pass by.
Mrs. Aphra Behn is buried in the East Cloister Westminster Abbey, London. (1640? – 1689)
Here lies a Proof that Wit can never be
Defence enough against Mortality.
Alexander Pope is buried in St Mary’s Church, Twickenham, London, under a stone marked with the letter ‘P’.” (1688 – 1744)
For one who would not be buried in Westminster Abbey:
Heroes and Kings! your distance keep;
In peace let one poor Poet sleep,
Who never flatter’d Folks like you:
Let Horace blush, and Virgil too.
Percy Byron Shelley is buried in the Protestant Cemetery in Rome. (1792 – 1822)
“Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.”
[Quotation from Shakespeare’s The Tempest]
T. S. Eliot is buried in the Parish Church of St. Michael, East Coker, Somerset, England.
“In my beginning is my end. . . . In my end is my beginning.”
– from Four Quartets, “East Coker”
H. P. Lovecraft is buried in Swan Point Cemetery, Providence, Rhode Island. (1890 – 1937)
“I am Providence”