David Given Schwarm

       The inheritors of unfulfill’d renown
       Rose from their thrones, built beyond mortal thought,
       Far in the Unapparent. Chatterton
       Rose pale, his solemn agony had not
       Yet faded from him; Sidney, as he fought
       And as he fell and as he liv’d and lov’d
       Sublimely mild, a Spirit without spot,
       Arose; and Lucan, by his death approv’d:
Oblivion as they rose shrank like a thing reprov’d.