Charles Wolfewas an Irish poet, chiefly remembered for "The Burial of Sir John Moore after Corunna" which achieved popularity in 19th century poetry anthologies... (wikipedia)
But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, with his martial cloak around him.
Those who do remember it will find new ways to screw it up.
Go, forget me! why should sorrow O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go, forget me, and to-morrow Brightly smile and sweetly sing! Smile,—though I shall not be near thee; Sing,—though I shall never hear thee!