St George's Church, Hyde

He died on the 5th of May, 1866, in his 58th year, leaving his second wife and his widowed mother to survive him.

The poet's remains lie buried in the graveyard of St. George's Church, Hyde.

in his youth prince must have been an ardent reader of the best models in the language this indeed is evident from the construction of some of his poems and the suggestion of imitation which they convey detracting to some extent from their originality and as is proved by the frequent references throughout his writings to shakespeare milton keats and other of the poets in one of his poems he says my ears are soothed by no melodious measures no work of sculptor charms my longing gaze no painter thrills me with exalted pleasures but books and thought have cheered my darkest days books and thought were the solace to which he turned from the meaner surroundings of his life and indeed all his poetry shows the reflective and contemplative cast of his mind his rhythm and rhyme are faultless he has a masculine power of expression and besides the fulness and freshness of his pictures drawn as they are chiefly from nature his skill in antithesis is equally evinced whilst in the gift of alliteration not forced or carried to a tiresome excess he excels in a remarkable degree the harmony of his lines is something phenomenal showing a perfection of taste not easily acquired even under favourable conditions if he is not a deep thinker at least he is clear and to be understood and in his best productions he has always a thought to express and a lesson to enforce in his younger days before the taint of drunkenness had blighted his life and despite his poverty his soul was bright with the noblest aspirations ours with the muses is aglow with evidences in proof of this the sentiment of his lines let us strive to wean our hearts from selfish influences and go together in the fields of truth is enforced and emphasized in many of his poems prince lived his youth and manhood in an epoch of trouble struggle turmoil and want in the worst days of the oppressive corn laws when restrictive legislation made the food of the suffering millions scanty and bare and when the coarsest food kept together the body and soul of the poor his muse like that of ebenezer elliot burst forth into maledictions against the cruelty of the laws that burdened and starved the people but bitterly as he protested against the grinding ills to which his country was subjected he yet enjoined the redress of the grievances of the time by the exercise of pure reason and persuasive eloquence he does not pander to poverty any more than to wealth and though he complains of the heartlessness of the votaries of luxury who can witness unmoved the ills of the poor he does not attempt to instil into the minds of the masses a hatred for those born in a higher sphere this is all the more praiseworthy when it is remembered how many men in his day advocated physical force as a means and the best and as some counselled the only means of ameliorating the wrongs suffered by the labourer in one of his poems he asks is it not sad to see a mass of men the sinews of the state the heart of wealth the never failing life-blood of the land is it not sad to see them stand like trees swayed by the breath of every wind that blows drinking with greedy ear the specious tale of some deluding orator and when the artful speaker with a flourish makes the accustomed pause shouting they know not why acting they know not how till having sent the exulting demagogue in triumph home they find alas what they have ever found for freedom scorn and words instead of bread riot and outrage found in him an implacable foe and his aversion to aggressive war was intense and burning the world grows weary of this sad unrest this nightmare of its myriad hearted breast this monster breathing horror in its path this hideous thing of recklessness and wrath new thoughts new deeds more kindred to the skies pregnant with better destinies arise and mong the old iniquities of men the mighty sword shall fall before the mightier pen Prince's message was one of peace and goodwill to men.

He proclaimed it in words that were understanded of the people, and it had a soothing and restraining effect in days when suffering and righteous discontent prevailed.