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Around from all the neighbouring streets
The wondering neighbours ran,
To bite so good a man.
To every christian eye ;
They swore the man would die.
That shew'd the rogues they ly'd ;
The dog it was that dy'd,
EPITAPH ON DR. PARNELL.
May speak our gratitude, but not his fame.
EPITAPH ON EDWARD PURDON.*
Who long was à bookseller's hack : He led such a damnable life in this world, I don't think he'll wish to come back.
* This gentleman was educated at Trinity College, Dublin ; but having waited his patrimony, he enlisted as a foot foldier. Growing tired of that em ployment, he obtained his discharge, and became a fcribbler in the Newspapers. He translated Voltaire's Henríade.