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HERE rests a Woman, good without pretence,
On the Monument of the Honourable Ro
BERT Digby, and of his Sister MARY, erected by their Father the Lord DIGBY, in the Church of Sherborne in Dorsetshire, 1727
of ind in fufiring ithout pretit lince
GO! fair Example of untainted youth,
Of modest wisdom, and pacific truth : Compos'd in sufr’rings, and in joy fedate, Good without noise, without pretension great. Just of thy word, in ev'ry thought fincere, Who knew no wish but what the world might hear: Of softest manners, unaffected mind, Lover of peace, and friend of human kind : Go, live! for Heav'n's eternal year is thine, . Go, and exalt thy Moral to Divine.
And thou, blest Maid! attendant on his doom,
Yet take these Tears, Mortality's relief,
VIII. On Sir GODFREY KNELLER,
In Westminster-Abbey, 1723.
K NELLER, by Heav'n and not a Master taught,
Living, great Nature fear'd he might outvie
IMITATION 3. VER. 7. Imitated from the famous Epitaph on Raphael. • Rapbael, timuit, quo fofpite, vinci:
Rerum magna parens, et moriente, mori.
On General HENRY WITHERS,
' In Westminster-Abbey, 1729.
Here,WITHERS, reft! thou bravest, gentlest mind,
WITHERS, adieu! yet not with thee remove
'On Mr. ELIJAH FENTON,
At Easthamnsted in Berks, 1730.,
This modeft Stone, what few vain Marbles can,
May truly say, Here lies an honest Man : A Poet, bleft beyond the Poet's fate, Whom Heav?n kept sacred from the Proud and Great : Foe to loud Praise, and Friend to learned Ease, Content with Science in the Vale of Peace, as Calmly he look'd on either Life, and here Saw nothing to regret, or there to fear ; From Nature's temp’rate feast rose satisfy'd, Thank'd Heav'n that he had liv'd, and that he dy'd. .
Ön" Mr. Ġ A Y..
In Westminster-Abbey, 1732.
In Wit, a Man ; Simplicity, a Child:
VER. 12. Here lies Gay.] . e. in the hearts of the good and worthy.-Mr. Pope told me his conceit in this line was not generally understood. For, by peculiar ill-luck, the formulary expref.
fion, which makes the beauty, mileads the reader into a f nle · which takes it quite away.
. Quem Immortalem
Hoc marmor fatetur.
XIII. On Dr. FRANCIS ATTERBURY,
Bishop of Rochester. Who died in Exile at Paris, 1732.., (His only Daughter having expired in his arms,
immediately after she arrived in France to see him.] DIALOGUE..
SHE. Yes, we have liv'd-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:
-He said, and dy'd.
- Save my Country, Heav'n, ] Alluding to the Bishop's frequent use and application of the expiring words of the famous Father PAUL, in his prayer for the state, ESTO PERPETUA. With how good a grace the Bishop applied it at his trial, and is here made to refer to it in his last moments, they will understand who know what conformity there was in the lives of the Prelate and the Monk. The character of our countryman is well known. And that of the Father may be told in very few words. He was profoundly skilled in all divine and human learning : He employed his whole life in the service of the State, against the unjust encroachments of the Church. He was modeft, humble, and forgiving ; candid, patient, and juit ; free from all prejudices of party, and all the projects of ambition; in a word, the happiest compound of Science, Wisdom, and Virtue.