Even his griefs are a joy long after to one that remembers all that he wrought and endured.

The line suggests a paradox of memory: sufferings that were bitter in the moment can later be recalled with a kind of pleasure, because they testify to what a person accomplished and survived. Grief becomes “joy” not by being denied, but by being integrated into a larger narrative of endurance and achievement—an idea closely aligned with epic values, where hardship is the proving ground of character and fame. The emphasis on “remembers” points to the shaping power of retrospection: time and storytelling can transmute pain into meaning, even pride, as the mind dwells on what was “wrought and endured.”