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Born to command, a leader he begun,
And on the rebels lafting honour won :
The Horse, instructed by their General's worth,
Still made the King victorious in the North :
Where Ca'ndith fought, the Royalists prevail d;
Neither his courage nor his judgment fail'd:
The current of his victories found no stop,
Till Cromwell came, his party's chiefelt prop.
Equal success had set these champions high,
And both resolv'd to conquer or to die :
Virtue with rage, fury with valour, ftrove;
But that must fall which is decreed above!
Cromwell, with odds of number and of fate,
Remov'd this bulwark of the Church and State:
Which the sad issue of the war declar'd,
And made his task, to ruin both, less hard,
So when the bank neglected is o'erthrown,
The boundless torrent does the country drown.
Thus fell the young, the lovely, and the brave;
Strew bays and flowers upon his honour'd grave!


PER E lies the learned Savil's heir;

So early wise, and lasting fair !
That none, except her years they told,
Thought her a child, or thought her old.
All that her father knew, or got,
His art, his wealth, fell to her lot:
And the so well improv'd that stock,
Both of his knowledge and his flock;


That Wit and Fortune, reconcil'd
In her, upon each other smild.
While the to every well-taught mind
Was so propitiously inclind,
And gave such title to her store,
That none, but th' ignorant, were poor.
The Muses daily found supplies,
Both from her hands and from her

eyes ;
Her bounty did at once engage,
And matchless beauty warm their rage.
Such was this dame in calmer days,
Her nation's ornament and praise !
But when a storm disturb’d our rest,
The port and refuge of th’ oppreft.
This made her fortune, understood,
And look'd on as some public good;
So that (her person and her state
Exempted from the common fate)
In all our civil fury the
Stood, like a sacred temple, free.
May here her monument stand fo,
To credit this rude age! and thow
To future times, that even we
Some patterns did of virtue fee :
And one sublime example had
Of good, among so many bad.


Ε ΡΙ T Α Ρ Η, To be written under the Latin Inscription upon the

Tomb of the only Son of the Lord ANDOVER.


VIS fit the English reader should be told,

In our own language, what this tomb does hold.
'Tis not a noble corpfe alone does lie
Under this stone, but a whole family :
His parents' pious care, their name, their joy,
And all their hope, lies buried with this boy:
This lovely youth! for whom we all made moan,
That knew his worth, as he had been our own.

Had there been space, and years enough allow'd,
His courage, wit, and breeding to have show'd,
We had not found, in all the numerous roll
Of his famn'd ancestors, a greater soul:
His early virtues to that ancient stock
Gave as much honour as from thence he took.

Like buds appearing ere the frosts are past,
To become man he made such fatal halte ;
And to perfection labour'd so to climb,
Preventing flow experience and time;
That 'tis no wonder death our hopes beguild:
He's seldom old, that will not be a child.

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REAT foul! for whom death will no longer stay,

But sends in haste to snatch our bliss away.
O cruel death! to those you take more kind,
Than to the wretched mortals left behind !
Here beauty, youth, and noble virtue thin'd;
Free from the clouds of pride that shade the mind.
Inspired verse may on this marble live,
But can no honour to thy ashes give.--




In Newington Church in Oxfordshire, 1686,


ERE lies the prop and glory of his race,

Who, that no time his memory may deface,
His grateful wife, under this speaking stone
His ashes hid, to make his merit known.
Sprung from an opulent and worthy line,
Whose well-us'd fortune made their virtues shine,
A rich example his fair life did give,
How others should with their relations live.
A pious fon, a husband, and a friend,
To neighbours too his bounty did extend
So far, that they lamented when he died,
As if all to him had been near allied.
His curious youth would men and manners know,
Which made him to the southern nations go.
Nearer the sun, though they more civil seem,
Revenge and luxury have their esteem;
Which well observing, he return'd with more
Value for England than he had before ;
Her true religion, and her statutes too,
He practised not less than seek'd to know;


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