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“ His faltem accumulem donis, et fungar inani
VIRG. « Munere !"
I. On CHARLES Earl of DORSET,
In the Church of Withyam in Sussex.
ORSET, the Grace of Courts, the Muses' Pride,
Patron of Arts, and judge of Nature, dy'd. The scourge of Pride, though sanctified or great, Of Fops in Learning, and of Knaves in State : Yet soft his Nature, though severe his Lay, His Anger moral, and his Wisdom gay. Bleft Satirist! who touch'd the Mean so true, As show'd, Vice had his hate and pity too. Blest Courtier ! who could King and Country please, Yet sacred keep his Friendships, and his ease. Blest Peer! his great Forefathers every grace Reflecting, and reflected in his Race; Where other BucKHURSTS, other Dorsets shine, And Patrons still, or Poets, deck the Line.
On Sir WILLIAM TRUMBAL, One of the principal Secretaries of State to King
WILLIAM III. who, having resigned his place, died in his Retirement at East-hamsted in Berk
shire, 1716. A Pleafing Form ; a firm, yet cautious Mind;
Sincere, though prudent; constant, yet resign'd: Honour unchang'd, a Principle profest, Fix'd to one side, but moderate to the rest : An honest Courtier, yet a Patriot too; Just to his Prince, and to his Country true : Fill'd with the Sense of Age, the Fire of Youth, A Scorn of Wrangling, yet a Zeal for Truth ; A generous Faith, from Superstition free: A love to Peace, and hate of Tyranny; Such this Man was : who now, from Earth remov'd, At length enjoys that Liberty he lov'd.
On the Hon. SIMON HARCOURT, Only Son of the Lord Chancellor HARCOURT,
at the Church of Stanton-Harcourt in Oxford
O this sad shrine, whoe'er thou art.! draw near,
Here lies the Friend most lov'd, the Son most dear :
How vain is Reason, Eloquence how weak!
REGI MAGNÆ BRITANNIÆ A SECRETIS
ET CONSILIIS SANCTIORIBUS,
VIXIT TITULIS ET INVIDIA MAJOR
OB. FEB. XVI. MDCCXX.
Statesman, yet Friend to Truth! of Soul sincere,
Who broke no Promise, serv'd no private End,
And sacred, place by Dryden's awful dust :
It is as follows on the Monument in the Abbey erected to Rowe and his Daughter.
Thy Reliques, Rowe! to this fad fhrine we trust,
To these so mourn'd in death, so lov'd in life;
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HERE reffs a Woman, good without pretence,
Blest with plain Reason, and with sober Sense :
On the Monument of the Honourable ROBERT
DIGBY, and of his Sister MARY, erected by their Father the Lord DIGBY, in the Church of Sherborne in Dorsetshire, 1727.
O! fair Exampie of untainted youth,
Of modest wisdom, and pacific truth : Compos’d in sufferings, and in joy sedate, Good without noise, without pretension great. Just of thy word, in every thought sincere, Who knew no wish but what the world might hear : Of foftest manners, unaffected mind, Lover of peace, and friend of human kind :