You would have to have a hard heart indeed not to feel pity for Clare and to hear the utter truth, sincerity and pathos of ‘I Am”.
These lines are a heroic quatrain in more than one sense. Such pure stoicism is rare in English.
The old hoard the Night shall keep, / while earth waits and the Elves sleep.
Trees aren’t just still standing timber. Not even poplars.
Alexander Pope was most successful as a translator of Homer, but his reputation stems from his genius as a satirist, mostly. He was also among the finest epistolary poets in English.