 Inscription of a Stone Erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks at Chillington The Seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1790, by William Cowper Read for LibriVox.org by Brian Dirks Other Stones, the Eretel, When some feeble mortal fell, I stand here to date the birth Of these hearty sons of earth, Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks or I, Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay. But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies, Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these, however fast, Man be fixed and formed to last. He is lifeless even now, Stone at heart and cannot grow. Inscription for a Stone Erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks at Chillington The Seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1790, by William Cowper Read for LibriVox.org by Bruce Gachok Other Stones, the Eretel, When some feeble mortal fell, I stand here to date the birth Of these hearty sons of earth, Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks or I, Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay. But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these, however fast, Man be fixed and formed to last. He is lifeless even now, Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Inscription for a Stone Erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks At Chillington, the seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1790, By William Cowper Read for LibriVox.org by Bill Mosley Lano County, Texas, USA Other Stones, the Eretel, When some feeble mortal fell, I stand here to date the birth Of these hearty sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks, or I? Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay. But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shalt thou prolong thy youth. Watching these, however fast man be fixed And formed to last, he is lifeless, Even now, stone at heart, and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Inscription for a Stone Erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks At Chillington, the seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1,790, by William Copper, Read for LibriVox.org, by Cornell Nemesch In Reno, Nevada. Other Stones, the Eretel, When some feeble mortal fell, I stand here to date the birth Of these hearty sons of earth. Which shalt longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks or I? Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay. But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting this, however fast, Man be fixed and formed to last, He is lifeless even now. Stone at heart and cannot grow. The end of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Inscription of a stone. Erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks At Chillington, the seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1,790, by William Copper, Read for Librivox.org by Campbell Shelp. Other stones the irratel, When some feeble mortal fell, I stand here to date the birth Of these hearty sons of earth. Which shalt longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks or I? Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay. But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these, however fast, Man be fixed and formed to last, He is lifeless even now. Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Inscription of a Stone Erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks At Chillington, the seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1,790, by William Copper, Read for Librivox.org by David Lawrence. Other stones the irratel, When some feeble mortal fell, I stand here to date the birth Of these hardy sons of earth. Which so longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks or I? Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay. But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honour, virtue, truth, So shalt thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these, however fast, Man be fixed and formed to last. He is lifeless even now. Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Inscription of a Stone Erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks At Chillington, the seat of T. Gaffard, Asquire, 1790, by William Cooper, Read for LibriVox.org by Newgate Novelist. Other stones the irratel, When some feeble mortal fell, I stand here to date the birth Of these hardy sons of earth. Which so longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks or I? Pass an age or two away, I must mould her and decay. But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honour, virtue, truth, So shalt thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these, however fast man be fixed And formed to last, he is lifeless even now. Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Inscription for a Stone Erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks At Chillington, the seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1790, by William Cooper. Read for LibriVox.org by Florence Short. Other stones the irratel, When some feeble mortal fell, I stand here to date the birth Of these hardy sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks or I? Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay, But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honour, virtue, truth, So shalt thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these, however fast man Be fixed and formed to last, He is lifeless even now, Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem This recording is in the public domain. Inscription of a Stone Erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks At Chillington, the seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1790, By William Cooper. Read for LibriVox.org by Garth Burton. Other stones the earer tell When some feeble mortal fell. I stand here to date the birth Of these hardy sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks or I? Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay, But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shalt thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these, however fast man Be fixed and formed to last, He is lifeless even now, Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem This recording is in the public domain. Inscription of a stone erected at the sowing Of a grove of oaks at Chillington, The seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1790, By William Cooper. Read for LibriVox.org by Graham Scott, Cheltenham, England. Other stones the earer tell When some feeble mortal fell. I stand here to date the birth Of these hardy sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks, or I? Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay, But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these, however fast man be fixed And form to last, he is lifeless even now, Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem This recording is in the public domain. Inscription of a stone erected at the sowing Of a grove of oaks at Chillington, The seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1790, By William Calper, read for LibriVox.org by Josh Kibbe. Other stones the earer tell When some feeble mortal fell. I stand here to date the birth Of these hardy sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks, or I? Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay, But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these, however fast, Man be fixed and form to last, He is lifeless even now, Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem This recording is in the public domain. Inscription of a stone erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks at Chillington, The seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1790, By William Cooper, read for LibriVox.org by Kevin S. Other stones the earer tell When some feeble mortal fell. I stand here to date the birth Of these hardy sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks, or I? Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay, But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these, however fast, Man be fixed and form to last, He is lifeless even now. Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Inscription of a stone erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks at Chillington, The seat of T. Gaffard, Esquire, 1790, By William Cooper, read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett. Other stones the earer tell When some feeble mortal fell. I stand here to date the birth Of these hearty sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks, or I? Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay, But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree, Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these however fast, Man be fixed and form to last. He is lifeless even now. Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Inscription for a stone erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks at Chillington, The seat of T. Gifford Esquire, 1790, By William Copper, red for LibriVox.org by Larry Wilson. Other stones the earer tell When some feeble mortal fell. I stand here to date the birth Of these hearty sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks, or I? Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay, But the years that crumble me shall invigorate the tree. Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these however fast, Man may be fixed and form to last. He is lifeless even now. Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Inscription of a stone, erected at the sowing Of a grove of oaks at Chillington. The seat of T. Gifford Esquire, 1790, By William Copper, red for LibriVox.org by narrator Jay. Other stones the earer tell When some feeble mortal fell. I stand here to date the birth Of these hearty sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks bore I. Pass an age or two away. I must molder and decay, But the years that crumble me shall invigorate the tree. Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these however fast, Man be fixed and formed to last. He is lifeless even now. Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. I stand here to date the birth Of these hearty sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks bore I. Pass an age or two away. I must molder and decay, But the years that crumble me shall invigorate the tree. Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these however fast, Man be fixed and formed to last. He is lifeless even now. Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Other stones error tell When some feeble mortal fell. I stand here to date the birth Of these hearty sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky, Storm and frost, these oaks bore I. Pass an age or two away. I must molder and decay, But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree. Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Wanting these however fast, Man be fixed and formed to last. He is lifeless even now. Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Inscription for a stone Erected at the sowing of a grove of oaks At Chillington, the seat of T. Gifford Esquire, 1790, by William Cowper. Red for Libervox.org, by William Mosqueda. Other stones the error tell When some feeble mortal fell. I stand here to date the birth Of these hearty sons of earth. Which shall longest brave the sky? Storm in frost, these oaks or eye. Pass an age or two away, I must molder and decay. But the years that crumble me Shall invigorate the tree. Spread its branch, dilate its size, Lift its summit to the skies. Cherish honor, virtue, truth, So shall thou prolong thy youth. Want these however fast, Man be fixed and formed to last. He is lifeless even now. Stone at heart and cannot grow. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.