"Death of Chatterton" by Henry Wallis (photo: wikipedia.com)

“Death of Chatterton” by Henry Wallis (photo: wikipedia.com)

By Poetic Meditations

In the shadows of St. Mary Redcliffe,
Fatherless three months prematurely,
Living in Bristol, a soul-grinding existence;
Dreaming of fame and fortune in London faraway
Which drew you there like a moth to candle flame
To an attic room overlooking the chimnied rooftops;
The dome of St. Paul’s Cathedral in the hazy distance,
Framed by a half-open window – a viney rose on its sill,
Where you suffered for your neglected genius until the day
You strewed your torn manuscripts like confetti
And Death came fiery-haired and ashen-faced
To extinguish the slender tallow of your brief life;
Freeing your soul from the chains of earthly bondage;
Releasing it to reach new heights of immortal glory.


About poeticmeditations

A 19th-century romantic poet living in the 21st-century. The Romantic poets, nib pens, candlelight, waistcoats, and pocket watches are a few of my favorite things.
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