Hamlet, and town;[669] and piety survive
Upon the lips of men in hall or bower;
Not for reproof, but high and warm delight,
And grave encouragement, by song inspired?
—Vain thought! but wherefore murmur or repine?
The memory of the just survives in heaven:
And, without sorrow, will the[670] ground receive
That venerable clay. Meanwhile the best
Of what lies here[671] confines us to degrees
In excellence less difficult to reach,