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Why am I charm'd by friendship's fond essays,
His saltern acumulem donis, et fungar itani
I. ON" CHAELES EAEL OF DOESET,
m THE CHURCH OF WITHTAM IN SUSSEX.
Dorset, t^e grace of courts, the Muses' pride,
Patron of arts, and judge of nature, died.
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.
Blest satirist! who touch'd the mean so true,
As showed 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
Eeflecting, and reflected in his race;
Where other Buckhursts, other Dorsets shine,
And patriots still, or poets, deck the line.
ON SIR WILLIAM TRUMBAL,
OWE OF THE PRINCIPAL SECRETARIES OP STATE TO RING WILLIAM III., WHO HAVING RESIGNED HIS PLACE, DIED IX HIS RETIREMENT AT EASTHAMSTED, IN BERKSHIRE, 1716.
A Pleasing form; a firm, yet cautious mind;
Sincere, though prudent; constant, yet resiga'd:
Honour unchanged, 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 tyrarihy:
Such this man was; who now, from earth removed,
At length enjoys that liberty he loved.
ON GENEEAL HENRY WITHEES,
IN WESTMINSTER-'ABBET, 1729. *
Here, Withers, rest I thou bravest, gentlest mind,
Thy country's friend, but more of human kind.
O born to arms I O worth in youth approved!
O soft humanity, in age beloved!
For thee the hardy veteran drops a tear,
And the gay courtier feels the sigh sincere.
Withers, adieu! yet not with thee remove
ON JAMES CEAGGS, Esq.
Statesman, yet friend to truth! of soul sincere,
In action faithful, and in honour clear!
Who broke no promise, served no private end,
Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend;
Ennobled by himself by all approved,
Praised, wept, and honour'd, by the muse he loved,
INTENDED FOE ME. EOWE,
Thy reliques, Eowe, to this fair urn we trust,
ON MES. COEBET,
WHO DIED OF A CANCER IN HER BREAST.
Here rests a woman, good without pretence,
ON THE MONUMENT OF THE HONOUEABLB ROBERT DIGBY, AND OF HIS SISTER MARY,
ERECTED BY THEIR FATHER, THE LORD DIGBY, IN THE CHURCH OF SHERBORNE, IN DORSETSHIRE, 1727.
Go! fair example of untainted youth,
Of modest wisdom, and pacific truth:
Composed 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 softest manners, unaffected mind,
Lover of peace, and friend of human kind:
Go live! for Heaven's eternal year is thine,
Go, and exalt thy mortal to divine.
And thou, blest maid! attendant on his doom,
Yet take these tears, mortality's relief,
ON SIR GODFREY KNELLER,
IN WESTMINSTER-ABBEY, 1723.
Kneller, by Heaven and. not a master taught,
Living, great Nature feared he might outvie
ON THE HON. SIMON HAECOUBT,
ONLY SON OF THE LORD CHANCELLOR HARCOURT; AT THE
To this sad shrine, whoe'er thou art! draw near,
How vain is reason, eloquence how weak!
x. ON EDMUND DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM,
WHO DIED IN THE NINETEENTH YEAR OF HIS AGE, 1735.
If modest youth, with cool reflection crown'd,
FOE ONE WHO WOULD NOT BE BUEIED IN
Heroes and Kings! your distance keep: