A wife content his even foul fecur'd, By want not shaken, nor by wealth allur'd. To him old Greece and Rome were fully known, Our authors' works, and lives, and fouls, he knew ; All drugs and plants explor'd, alas, in vain! Elfe could he bear unmov'd, the fatal guest, Like the rich fruit he fings, delicious in decay? 0:3 } } Some Some thy lov'd dust in Parian stones enshrine, With wit, and strength, that only yields to thine: But most at Virgil's tomb his fwelling forrows rife. But you, his darling friends, lament no more, For one that's bleft above, immortaliz'd below. } CHARLETTUS CHARLETTUS PERCIVALLO SUO. HORA dum nondum fonuit fecunda, Nec puer nigras tepefecit undas, Acer ad notos calamus labores. Sponte recurrit. Quid priùs noftris potiúfve chartis Tu meis chartis, bone Percivalle, Detulit rumor (mihi multa defert Saucius num vivit adhuc Caballus. Anne? Ierneis potiora Gazis, An, tua vitâ Tibi chariora, Scripta fuperfunt? Cui legis noftras, relegifque chartas? Mane falutas. PERCIVALLUS CHARLETTO SUO. Q UALIS ambabus capiendus ulnis Limen attingit tibi gratus hofpes Quum facras primum fubit aut relinquit Læva, quùm cantu propriore ítrident Cornua, chartas, Tale per noftrum jecur & medullas Nomen amici. Obvios fures, uti fama verax Rettulit, fenfi pavidus tremenfque ;; Scire fi fylvam cupias pericli Confciam, & triftes nemoris tenebras,, Confulas lentè tabulas parantem Te duce Colum. Flebilis legi miseranda docti Fata pictoris, fed & hoc iniqua Damna confolor, fupereft perempto Quæ |