James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902.
November 12Epitaph on Sir Thomas Fairfax
By George Villiers, Duke of Buckingham (15921628)One born for victory,—
Fairfax the valiant, and the only He
Who ere for that alone a conqueror would be.
He had the fierceness of the manliest mind,
And all the meekness too of womankind.
His soul was filled with worth and honesty,
And with another thing besides, quite out of date,
Called modesty.
And with expense of blood had bought
Store great enough, he thought,
Of fame and of renown,—
He then his arms laid down,
With full as little pride
As if he’d been the other, conquered side,
Or one of them could be that were undone.
For others, not himself, he fought;
He was content to know
(For he had found it so)
That when he pleased to conquer he was able,
And left the spoil and plunder to the rabble.
But that he understood
How much it is a meaner thing
To be unjustly great than honorably good.
And from his friends both love and awe,
Remembering what he did in fight before.
Nay, his foes loved him too,
As they were bound to do,
Because he was resolved to fight no more.
If we were sure to live till we could see
A man as great in war, as just in peace as he.