English poem
On the Physical Cause of the Death of King George the Second
by Anonymous
Thro' grief to death men oft have stole, And baffled all the physic art; Dissection seldom found the hole, Or show'd before a broken heart.
That this of royal George the case With men can never gain belief, More like the opposite it was, Since joy can kill as well as grief.
With length of years and glory crown'd, As blithe he view'd his valiant bands, Death, dealing secretly the wound, From future conquests stopt his hands.
" Enough of years, enough of fame, " While thou didst wield the conquering sword," Cries Death, "Leave something to proclaim " The worth and praise of George the third.
" His be the glorious task to end, " And bid war's cruel horrors cease, " The freedom of mankind defend, " And bless a jarring world with peace."