Here lies interr'd Voltaire; no letter'd name
Can boast more brilliant, more extensive fame.
On him what various gifts did heaven confer!
Poet, historian, wit, philosopher;
But ah! peruse it, Christian, with a tear
The chief of infidels lies buried here:
Lament the abuse of such rare talents given;
Lament such dire ingratitude to heaven.
Epitaph On Voltaire
Thomas Oldham
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