„A let me o'er the dead earth…”

And „let me o’er the dead earth soar…”
He sought to leave the print behind
to fellow countrymen.
At the end, was bitter that it didn't work: don't let them place the grave-stone to me
this makes sense, doesn't it?

Why what to us THE IMPRINT left there stayed the name of the Peak but other things after him none.
Irony regrettably…
For if placed on our banners: such a modern saint humble - not meek what a splendid story
for some writer
to praise the Great Strzelecki!

Let's be honest:
this goes about us
we are to leave our imprint behind
to fellow countrymen.

… just from where to lease those wings?