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On General HENRY WITHERS, In Westminster-Abbey, 1729.
ERE, WITHERS, reft! thou bravest, gentlest mind,
Oh born to Arms! O Worth in Youth approv'd!
For thee, the hardy Veteran drops a tear,
WITHERS, adieu! yet not with thee remove
On Mr. ELIJAH FENTON, At Easthamfted, in Berks, 1730.
HIS modeft Stone, what few vain Marbles can, May truly fay, Here lies an honeft Man: A Poet, bleft beyond the Poet's fate,
Whom Heaven kept facred from the Proud and Great: Foe to loud Praife, and Friend to learned Ease, Content with Science in the Vale of Peace,
Calmly he look'd on either Life, and here
On Mr. GAY,
In Westminster-Abbey, 1732.
F Manners gentle, of Affections mild;
WELL then! poor Gay lies under ground,
So there's an end of honeft Jack:
So little justice here he found,
"Tis ten to one he 'll ne'er come back.
Intended for Sir ISAAC NEWTON,
Teftantur Tempus, Natura, Cœlum:
Hoc marmor fatetur.
Nature and Nature's Laws lay hid in Night:
On Dr. FRANCIS ATTERBURY, Bishop of Rochester,
Who died in Exile at Paris, 1732.
[His only Daughter having expired in his arms, immediately after the arrived in France to see him.]
ES, we have liv'd-one pang, and then we part!
Yet ah! how once we lov'd, remember still,
Dear Shade! I will:
Then mix this dust with thine-O spotless Ghost!
On EDMOND Duke of BUCKINGHAM, Who died in the Nineteenth Year of his Age, 1735.
F modeft Youth, with cool Reflection crown'd,
Could fave a Parent's jufteft Pride from fate,
For one who would not be buried in Westminster-Abbey.
EROES and KINGS! your distance keep;
Who never flatter'd Folks like you:
Let Horace blush, and Virgil too.
Another, on the fame.
DER this Marble, or under this Sill,
Lord CONINGSBY's EPITAPH*.
ERE lies Lord Coningsby-be civil;
does the Devil.
This Epitaph, originally written on Picus Mirandula, is applied to F. Chartres, and printed among the works of Swift. See Hawkefworth edition, vol. vi. S.