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ON JAMES CRAGGS, ESQ.
In Westminster Abbey.
ET CONSILIIS SANCTIORIBUS,
ANNOS, HEU PAUCOS, XXXy,
OB. FEB. XVI. MDCCXX.
friend to truth ! of soul sincere,
INTENDED FOR MR. ROWE,
In Westminster Abbey.
THY reliques, Rowe, to this fair ara we trust,
And, sacred, place by Dryden's awful dust :
ON MRS. CORBET,
HERE.rests a woman, good without
pretence, Blest with plain reason, and with sober sease: No conquests she, but o'er herself, desir'd, No arts essay’d, but not to be admir'd. Passion and pride were to her soul unknown, Convinc'd that virtue only is our own. So unaffected, so compos'd a mind; So firm, yet soft ; so strong, yet so refin'd; Heaven, as its purest gold, by tortures tried; The saint sustain'd it, but the woman died.
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. Go.
! fair example of untainted youth,
of modest wisdom, and pacific truth; Compos'd in sufferings, and in joy sedate, Good witbout noise, without pretension great: Just of thy word, in ev'ry 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 moral to divine !
And thou, blest maid ! attendant on his doom, Pensive hast follow'd to the silent tomb,
Steer'd the same course to the same quiet shore,
Yet take these tears, mortality's relief,
ON SIR GODFREY KNELLER,
In Westminster Abbey, 1723.
KNELLER, by heaven, and not a master; taught,
Whose art was nature, and whose pictures
Living, great nature fear'd he might outvie
ON GENERAL HENRY WITHERS,
In Westminster Abbey, 1729.
HERE, Withers, rest! thou bravest, gentlest mind,
Thy country's friend, but more of human kind. O born to aims ! O worth in youth approv'd! O soft humanity, in age belov'd! For thee the hardy vet'ran drops a teat, And the gay courtier feels the sigh sincere.
Withers, adieu! yet not with thee remove Thy martial spirit, or thy social love!
Amidst corruption, luxury, and rage,
ON MR. ELIJAH FENTON,
At Easthamsted, in Berks, 1730.
modest stone, what few vain marbles can, May truly say, ' Here lies an honest man:' A poet, blest beyond the poet's fate, Whom Heaven kept sacred from the proud and great: Foe to loud praise, and friend to learned ease, Content with science in the vale of peace, Calinly he look'd on either life, and here Saw nothing to regret, or there to fear ; From nature's temp'rate feast rose satisfied, Thank'd Heaven that he had liv'd, and that he died.
ON MR. GAY,
manners gentle, of affections mild;
In wit, a man; simplicity, a child :
But that the worthy and the good shall say,
WELL then, poor Gay lies under ground,
So there's an end of honest Jack :
'Tis ten to one he'll ne'er come back.
INTENDED FOR SIR ISAAC NEWTON,
· In Westminster Abbey.
Hoc Marmor Fatetur,
ATURE and nature's laws lay hid in night:
ON DR. FRANCIS ATTERBURY,
BISHOP OF ROCHESTER.
Who died in Exile in Paris, 1732. (His only Daughter having expired in his arms, im. mediately after she arrived in France to see him.]
DIALOGUE. She. YES, we have liv'dmone pang, and then we May heaven, dear father! now have all thy heart.