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To spread a doubtful down, and promise man?
In vain we think that free-will'd man has power
Alike must every state, and every age Sustain the universal tyrant's rage: For neither William's power, nor Mary's charms, Could, or repel, or pacify his arms: Young Churchill* fell, as life began to bloom: And Bradford'st trembling age expects the tomb. Wisdom and eloquence in vain would plead One moment's respite for the learned head: 30 Judges of writings and of men have died;
* John Churchill, Marquis of Blandford, only son of John, Duke of Marlborough by Sarah his duchess. He died 10th March, 1702, aged 16, and was buried in King's College chapel, Cambridge.
"+ Francis Newport, Earl of Bradford. He died 19th September, 1708.
Maecenas, Sackville, Socrates, and Hyde:
The ancient sage, who did so long maintain,
Some from the stranded vessel force their way; Fearful of Fate, they meet it in the sea: Some who escape the fury of the wave, Sicken on earth, and sink into a grave: In journeys or at home, in war or peace, By hardships many, many fall by ease. Each changing season does its poison bring, Rheums chill the winter, agues blast the spring: so
• John Asgyll, Esq. a lawyer of some eminence, but more remarkable for the very extraordinary publication here alluded to. He was a member of the English parliament for Bramber in Sussex. In the year 1700 he published a treatise, entitled, "An argument proving that according to the covenant of eternal life revealed in the scriptures, man may be translated hence into that eternal life without passing through death, although the human nature of Christ Himself could not be thus translated till He had passed through death." Being involved in many perplexing lawsuits, and much reduced in his circumstances, the House of Commons made this pamphlet a pretence for expelling him in September, 1707. His affairs afterwards continued to grow worse, and he passed the remainder of his life in the rules of the King's Bench, or Fleet. He died within the former on the 10th of November 1738, when he was considerably above fourscore years of age.
Wet, dry, cold, hot, at the appointed hour,
For restless Proserpine for ever treads
On curst Piava's banks the goddess stood, 60
Oh! destin'd head; and oh! severe decree; Nor native country thou, nor friend shalt see: Nor war hast thou to wage, nor year to come: 70 Impending death is thine, and instant doom.
Hark! the imperious goddess is obey'd: Winds murmur; snows descend; and waters spread: Oh! kinsman, friend—Oh! vain are all the cries Of human voice; strong destiny replies: Weep you on earth: for he shall sleep below: Thence none return; and thither all must go.
Whoe'er thou art, whom choice or business leads To this sad river, or the neighbouring meads; If thou mayst happen on the dreary shores so To find the object which this verse deplores; Cleanse the pale corpse with a religious hand From the polluting weed and common sand;
Lay the dead hero graceful in a grave;
So may just Heaven secure thy future life
Spoken At Court Before The Queer, Ok Her Majesty's Birth-bat, Mdcciv.
|HINE forth, ye planets, with dis- tinguish'd light,
Again transmit your friendly beams to earth:
With thy fair aspect still illustrate Heaven:
Let the young Austrian then her terrors bear,
Minerva thus to Perseus lent her shield; Secure of conquest, sent him to the field: The hero acted what the queen ordain'd: So was his fame complete, and Andromede unchain'd.
Meantime amidst her native temples sate The goddess, studious of her Grecian's fate, Taught them in laws and letters to excel, 40