A SUBURBIAN PREACHMENT. A Reverend doctor, preaching in the suburbs, About whofe debts arofe fome plaguy hubbubs, Thus, for his text, these pleafing words let fall, "Have patience with me, and I'll pay you all" With joy-pricktears the rough Burroughnians ftand, And deem'd the day of ballancing at hand: On his first Head his reasons were so strong,.. They fat with patience, tho' he preach'd fo long: "And now, fays he, I come to " pay you all""Great is your patience, and my merit fmall"T'abufe that noble virtue were a crime"So I'll defer it to another time." TO THE MEMORY OF THE LATE DUKE OF BRIDGEWATER, MDCCXLVIII. P BY N. COTTON, M. D. OF ST. ALBAN'S. Atient to hear, and bounteous to bestow, A mind that melted at another's woe; EPI EPITAPH ON KING THEODORE BARON NEUHOFF, IN ST. ANN'S CHURCH-YARD, WESTMINSTER. Near this place is interr'd Leaving the King's Bench prifon, He refigned his kingdom of Corfica ΤΗ HE grave, great teacher, to a level brings Heroes and beggars, galley-flaves and kings ; But Theodore this moral learn'd, ere dead; Fate pour'd its leffons on his living head, Beftow'd a kingdom, but denied him bread. CON |