The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical

Such likeness in his fucceffor we find,

Left as the image of himself behind;

With all the virtues of his race endued;

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The happy father's in the fon renew’d.

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Methinks I fee a pompous tomb arise, Beauteous the form, magnificent the fize: Enchas'd with ore, with well-wrought marble made, Worthy the artift, and the glorious fhade. Crowds of officious angels weep around, With lamps extinguish'd, and their robes unbound! With heads reclin'd, and drooping wings they mourn, Form'd to fuftain, and grace the ponderous urn. In abject postures, and a flowing dress, Postures that love and tenderness express: The facred Nine furround the spacious tomb, And spread infectious forrows o'er the dome; Their lyres unftrung are thrown neglected by, And scatter'd wreaths in just disorder lie.

in every

line appears,

High in the midft is his effigies plac'd,
The boast of art, with every beauty grac'd.
Advancing age
And fhades his brow with honourable years:
Juft to his form, his looks diffembled right,
With joy detain the fond fpectator's fight.
Defcending Phoebus crowns the upper fcene,
His arm extended with triumphant green :
The facred wreath around his brows to place,
And shedding on him the paternal rays.
In vain, alas! we maufoleums raise,
Statues erect, and pyramids of praise :

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A nobler monument remains behind,
The lively image of his generous mind,
The facred pile rais'd by his pious care,
Magnificent with coft, with order fair ;
Adorn'd with all that lavish art could give,
To late pofterity fhall make him live.

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This fhall diffufe his celebrated name,

Elude his fate, and triumph o'er the grave.

More than the hundred tongues of bufy fame:
His memory from dark oblivion fave,

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YAL DEN'S POEM S.

Against immoderate Grief. To a young Lady weeping.

An Ode in Imitation of Cafimire

Hymn to the Morning, in Praise of Light