Lays of the Scottish Cavaliers and Other Poems/Epitaph of Constantine Kanaris
EPITAPH
OF
CONSTANTINE KANARIS.
FROM THE GERMAN OF WILHELM MÜLLER.
I am Constantine Kanaris:I, who lie beneath this stone,Twice into the air in thunderHave the Turkish galleys blown.
In my bed I died—a Christian,Hoping straight with Christ to be;Yet one earthly wish is buriedDeep within the grave with me—
That upon the open oceanWhen the third Armada came,They and I had died together,Whirled aloft on wings of flame.
Yet 'tis something that they've laid meIn a land without a stain:Keep it thus, my God and Saviour,Till I rise from earth again!