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But that the worthy and the good shall say,
INTENDED FOR SIR ISAAC NEWTON.
Hoc Marmor Fatetur.
SHE. Yes, we have livd-One pang, and then we part! May heav'n, dear Father ! now have all thy heart, Yet, ah! how once we lov'd, remember still, Till you are dust like me.
Dear shade! I will: Then mix this dust with thine - spotless ghost! O more than fortune, friends, or country lost ! Is there on earth one care, one wish beside ? Yes-- Save my COUNTRY, HEAV’n,
-He said, and dy'd.
XIV. ON EDMUND DUKE OT BUCKINGHAM,
Who died in the Nineteenth year of his age, 1735.
I, modest youth, with cool reflection crown'd,
fam'd and art,
XV. FOR ONE WHO WOULD NOT BE
BURIED IN WESTMINSTER-ABBEY.
Heroes and kings! your distance keep;
let one poor poet sleep, Who never flatter'd folks like you ; Let Horace blush, and Virgil too.
XVI. Another on the same. UNDER this marble, or under this sill, Or under this turf, or .e'en what they will, Whatever an heir, or a friend in his stead, Or any good creature shall lay o'er my head, Lies one who ne'er car'd, and still cares not a pin What they said, or may say, of the mortal within; But who, living and dying, serene still and free, Trusts in God, that as well as he was, he shall be.
XVII. LORD CONINGSBY'S EPITAPH*.
Here lies Lord Coningsby—be civil;
* This epitaph, originally written on Picus Mirandula, is applied to F. Chartres, and printed among the works of Swift. Set Hawksworth's edition, Vol. VI. S.
Printed by S. Hollingsworth, Crane-Court, Fleet Street.
In four Epistles.
IMITATIONS OF ENGLISH POETS.