Sit tibi terra levis

Of him we may say justly: Here was one

Who knew of most things more than any other,—

Who loved all Learning underneath the sun,

And looked on every Learner as a brother.

Nor was this all. For those who knew him, knew,

However far his love’s domain extended,

It held its quiet “poet’s corner,” too,

Where Mirth, and Song, and Irony, were blended.