Read the excerpt. From “Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard” by Thomas Gray Yet even these bones from insult to protect Some frail memorial still erected nigh, With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculpture decked, Implores the passing tribute of a sigh. Their name, their years, spelt by the unlettered Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
According to the speaker, how is the memory of the forefathers preserved?
A) Their memory is preserved by their tombstones.
B) Their memory is preserved by a holy text.
C) Their memory is preserved by their fame.
D) Their memory is preserved by an elegy.
