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MEMORY of Mr. OLDHAM1.
ARE WEL, too little, and too lately known,
Whom I began to think, and call my own :
friend perform’d, and won the race. O early ripe! to thy abundant store What could advancing age have added more ? It might (what nature never gives the young) Have taught the smoothness of thy native tongue. But satire needs. not those, and wit will shine Thro' the harsh cadence of a rugged line. A noble error, and but seldom made, When poets are by too much force betray’d. Thy gen'rous fruits, tho'gather'd ere their prime, Still shew'd a quickness; and maturing time But mellows what we write, to the dull sweets of rhyme.
1 Mr. John Oldham, celebrated chiefly for the severity of his fatires, was son of a nonconformist minister, who educated him at Oxford, where he took a batchelor's degree. Some verses of his, that were known in the world before the person of him who wrote them, brought him acquainted with the earl of Rochester, the earl of Dorset, and Sir Charles Sedley, through whose means he was introduced to the most shining men of the age, particularly to Dryden. He died of the small-pox in his 30th year, 1683, at the house of that nobleman, who treated him with all the goodness of a friend, VOL. II.
Once more, hail, and farewel; farewel, thou young,
Pious Memory of the accomplished young Lady
Mrs. ANNE KILLIGREW?,
Excellent in the Two SISTER-ARTS of
POESY and PAINTING.
Made in the last promotion of the blest ;
2 This lady was daughter to Dr. Henry Killigrew, master of the Savoy, and a prebendary of Westminster. She died of the smallpox in ber twenty-fifth year, on the 16th of June, 1685, being then one of the Dutchess of York's maids of honour. She was a great proficient both in painting and poetry. She drew the pictures of several people of the firft quality, with some history-pieces and landscapes. Her poems were collected and printed, after her death, in a thin quarto, with this poem prefixed. 4