On the death of a promising Youth of eighteen. Tho' death the virtuous young destroy, On the death of a CHILD, of an Honorable young Couple; written by the father. Come, patience! come, to dry a parents tears; H. E. His last debt is paid-poor Tom's no more, On a pious SAILOR, who with ten of his Shipmates fell a victim to the yellow Fever, in the island of Antigua. An honest corse beneath this sod, On a whole FAMILY cut off by the Small Pox. At once depriv'd of life lies here, Tho' far remov'd from regal state, P. RAINER. On a SERVANT, who lived twenty years in one family. Remember man, whoe'er thou art, To the memory of MARGARET SCOTT, who died at Dalkeith, Edinburghshire; in the year 1738. Stop, passenger, until my life you read ; This epitaph either contains some notorious falsehood, or the woman was older than is here represented. We are informed she was five times five years a virgin, fifty years a wife, and as many a widow; by which her age appears to have been 125. If she was born in 1613, and died in 1738, which is the whole time allotted in the epitaph, she could only live in the reigns of James VI.-Charles I.-Charles II.—James II.—William III.- George I.-George II. and Queen Anne; which only make seven Kings and a Queen. But perhaps the epitaph maker, whom we imagine to have been a pedantic schoolmaster, was either a republican, who might place Oliver Cromwell in the list; or he might be a Jacobite, who reckoned the Pretender one. Нн The epitaph likewise asserts that the commonwealth of England lasted 20 years, that is, from 1640 to 1660. That looks altogether like the blunder of a country pedagogue. The epitaph maker did not consider that no less than five governments took place during that period in Britain, viz. monarchcal or limited, as at present; parliamentary; a council of state, consisting of a junto of the parliament; a commonwealth; and an absolute despotic one, under Cromwell. Intended for MR. ROBERT FERGUSSON, the Scottish Poet. No sculptur'd marble here, nor pompous lay! R. BURNS. In St. Germain's Cathedral, Isle of Man.-SAMUEL RUTTER, Bishop of Sodor and Man, was buried under the uncovered steeple of his own Cathedral, with a Latin inscription on a brass plate, which in English is thus: In this house, which I have borrowed of my brethren the worms, do I lye, Samuel, by divine permission, Bishop of this Island, in hopes of the resurrection to life. Reader, stop, view the Lord Bishop's palace and smile. He died may 30th, 1662. In East Hampstead, Berks; on MR. ELIJAH FEN TON. This modest stone, what few vain marbles can, A poet, bless'd beyond a 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. Calmly 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 Heav'n that he had liv'd, and that he died. POPE, 1730. ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE. Underneath this marble hearse BEN JONSON. On SIR JOHN VANBURGH, the Poet and Architect. Lie light upon him earth! tho' he DR. EVANS. |