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MEMORY Of Mr. H*** M***.

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Lopp'd like fome bloffom ere 'tis fully blown, fisl 1A
Blest with each finer art that boasts to pleafe,
Wit, fpirit, genius, beauty, tafte, and eafeonoly O
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Our pride and hope, our wonder, and our woe.
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O EARLY fled to the congenial skies! Sent like fome darting beam that flames and dies! Some fire-rob'd cloud that pours unusual daÿÿand of A glancing flash! then breaks and bursts away.” So fhone thy foulour wond'ring eyes fürvey1y dA The dazzling ray that brighten'd, gleam'd, and fled. 2th good of

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As in fome draught the foft'ning pencil flows, And the warm blush of living beauty glows;lar T The mental traits by Nature's pencil wrought,TM Improv'd by learning, and refin'd by thought,

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As thro' fome mirror's vivid medium feen,
Liv'd in thy look, and charm'd us in thy mien.

INFORMING Art beftow'd her genial pow'r, To warm the foil, and rear the tender flower. Ev'n Fortune fmil'd by Reafon once controul'd, And shook her glitt'ring plumes that flam'd with gold; Bour'd all her ftores, and gave thy form to move With melting sweetness, and the smiles of love. At laft Ambition came!—each young defire Felt her bold hand, and flam'd with noble fire. O glorious thirst of praife! dear fatal flame! That mounts the paffions on the wings of Fame, Like lightning fprings to feize th' expected prey, And ftrikes the heart, and whirls the foul away.

"TWAS this that bore Thee from thy country far, To brave the deep, and court the ftorm of war: Ah ne'er again in careless eafe to rove!

Ah ne'er to taste the sweets of filial love!
To paint the scenes where rage and war prevail !
To hang thy lift'ning audience on the tale!
No more the joys of former loves to trace,
To melt with fondnefs in a Friend's embrace,
Or, ftruck with Nature's ftrong refiftless charms,
To fpring with transport to a Parent's arms.

O FLED unhop'd to find an early tomb!
O loft untimely in thy vernal bloom!

No tender hand, no weeping kindred near,mo
No Friend, to stretch Thee on the fun'ral bier 399A
No Parent's care to fold thy fwimming eyes, br A
Kifs thy pale lips, and catch thy dying fighs,
Hang deeply-mournful, till their hearts o'erflow,I
And melt in ftreams of fympathifing woe!
On ftony breafts th' infecting forrow ftole, loo.
And foft'ning Pity touch'd the Stranger's foul, baA
As bending o'er Thee ftood the tribes unknowny 02
Ev'n Toil's rough bofom heav'd a bursting groan T
War's grilly front the mafque of Anguish wears, 0
And Fury's marble heart was thaw'd to tears. baA
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YET whence the grief these folemn fcenes infpire?

Why o'er thy mem'ry 'plains the mournful lyre ?-9 ·
Why weep thy fate?-releas'd to heav'nly joys, bпA
From these bleak climes of tumult, care, and noise:
Efcap'd from Paffion's rage, from Envy's fnare,
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The dreams of Grandeur, and the ftings of Care;
From all that Love, Fear, Reafon, Grief reveal,
The pangs we fanfy, and the pangs we feel.

O EARLY call'd to join th' immortal throng! Where no pale Care difturbs thy fweeter fong;'

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No billows roar, no damp Contagions * rise,
No frown appears o'er all the cloudlefs fkies;
But from the fource of light, a brightning ray fro
Pours the warm funfhine of eternal day;

Angelic harps the fprings of transport move, Hon And the foul melts in vifion, and in love. 0994

FROM thence, perhaps, thy pitying eye defcries, What once Ambition thought a glorious prize; Looks down fuperior on the unequal strife, And marks us ftruggling thro' the ftorm of life. So when the diftant Mariner furveys.

The lowring tempeft, and the boiling feas
O'er their black bofom fees the whirlwind rave, 77
And the fhip nodding on the ridgy wave !i bn
He breathes the figh of Pity o'er the scene,
Then mid' the roar of thunder fits ferene;
Peace waves her gentle olives o'er his head, o v
And his clos'd eyes fleep fweetly in the fhade.
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*This young gentleman (the only hope of a family of diftinction in the North of Scotland) died of a contagious diftemper on board of the fleet commanded by

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admiral ByNG, in which he was early promoted, as the reward of his gallant behaviour on the memorable 20th of May 1756.

To the Memory of the late pious and ingenious Mr. HERVEY.

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S rapt in thought the mufing mind survey'd A
The vain of life, and walk'd the deep'ning

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n bаA O'er Care's broad empire cafts its trembling view,H And mark'd the flying traits that Fancy drew A Her magic hand at once transform'd the fcene, And fhew'd the spot where HERVEY fleeps ferene Stretch'd where lone Silence haunts the folemn gloom, Where Thought's keen eye explores the peaceful

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tomb, un ail Where Pleasure's glitt'ring dreams at last are o'er, youred aH And Love's foft mufic charms the foul no more.

THRILL'D as I'view'd, the ftreaming tears o'erflow, From the big bofom burfts the fighs of woe: Nba A Her friend now loft who taught the mufe to fing, Check'd her wild flight, and prun'd her trembling

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* This and the five fubfequent which the Author had the honour lines allude to fome perfonal favours to receive from Mr. HERVEY.