FOR THE

PLAN OF A FOUNTAIN,

ON WHICH IS THE

EFFIGIES OF THE QUEEN ON A TRIUMPHAL ARCH;

THE FIGURE OF THE

DUKE OF MARLBOROUGH BENEATH,

And the chief rivers of the world round the whole work. YE active Streams! where'er your waters flow,

Let distant climes and furthest nations know What ye from Thames and Danube have been taught, How Anne commanded, and how Marlbrô fought.

Quæcunque æterno properatis, flumina lapsu, • Divisis late terris, populisque remotis Dicite, nam vobis Tamisis narravit et Ister, Anna quid imperiis potuit, quid Marlburus armis.'

AN EPITAPH.

Stet quicunque volet potens
Aulæ culmine lubrico, &c.

INTERR'D beneath this marble stone
Lie saunt'ring Jack and idle Joan,

SENECA.

While rolling threescore years and one Did round this globe their courses run: If human things went ill or well, If changing empires rose or fell, The morning past, the evening came, And found this couple still the same. They walk'd, and ate, good folks; what then? Why, then they walk'd and ate again. They soundly slept the night away; They did just nothing all the day: And having bury'd children four, Would not take pains to try for more. Nor sister either had, nor brother; They seem'd just tally'd for each other. Their moral and economy Most perfectly they made agree; Each virtue kept its proper bound, Nor trespass'd on the other's ground. Nor fame nor censure they regarded; They neither punish'd nor rewarded. He car'd not what the footmen did; Her maids she neither prais'd nor chid; So ev'ry servant took his course, And bad at first, they all grew worse, Slothful disorder fill'd his stable, And sluttish plenty deck'd her table. Their beer was strong; their wine was Port; Their meal was large; their grace was short. They gave the poor the remnant meat Just when it grew not fit to eat.

FOR THE

PLAN OF A FOUNTAIN,

ON WHICH IS THE

EFFIGIES OF THE QUEEN ON A TRIUMPHAL ARCH;

THE FIGURE OF THE

DUKE OF MARLBOROUGH BENEATH,

And the chief rivers of the world round the whole work. YE active Streams! where'er your waters flow,

Let distant climes and furthest nations know What ye from Thames and Danube have been taught, How Anne commanded, and how Marlbrô fought.

" Quæcunque æterno properatis, flumina lapsu, Divisis late terris, populisque remotis

Dicite, nam vobis Tamisis narravit et Ister, Anna quid imperiis potuit, quid Marlburus armis.'

AN EPITAPH.

Stet quicunque volet potens
Aulæ culmine lubrico, &c.

INTERR'D beneath this marble stone
Lie saunt'ring Jack and idle Joan,

SENECA.

While rolling threescore years and one Did round this globe their courses run: If human things went ill or well, If changing empires rose or fell, The morning past, the evening came, And found this couple still the same. They walk'd, and ate, good folks; what then? Why, then they walk'd and ate again. They soundly slept the night away; They did just nothing all the day: And having bury'd children four, Would not take pains to try for more. Nor sister either had, nor brother; They seem'd just tally'd for each other. Their moral and economy Most perfectly they made agree; Each virtue kept its proper bound, Nor trespass'd on the other's ground. Nor fame nor censure they regarded; They neither punish'd nor rewarded. He car'd not what the footmen did; Her maids she neither prais'd nor chid; So ev'ry servant took his course, And bad at first, they all grew worse, Slothful disorder fill'd his stable, And sluttish plenty deck'd her table. Their beer was strong; their wine was Port; Their meal was large; their grace was short. They gave the poor the remnant meat Just when it grew not fit to eat.

They paid the church and parish rate,
And took, but read not the receipt;
For which they claim'd their Sunday's due
Of slumb'ring in an upper pew.

No man's defects sought they to know,
So never made themselves a foe:
No man's good deeds did they commend,
So never rais'd themselves a friend.
Nor cherish'd they relations poor;
That might decrease their present store:
Nor barn nor house did they repair;
That might oblige their future heir,

They neither added nor confounded;
They neither wanted nor abounded.
Each Christmas they accounts did clear,
And wound their bottom round the year.
Nor tear nor smile did they employ
At news of public grief or joy.

When bells were rung and bonfires made,
If ask'd, they se'er deny'd their aid:
Their jug was to the ringers carry'd,
Whoever either dy'd or marry'd:
Their billet at the fire was found,
Whoever was depos'd or crown'd.

Nor good, nor bad, nor fools, nor wise,
They would not learn, nor could advise :
Without love, hatred, joy, or fear,
They led-a kind of—as it were:

Nor wish'd, nor car'd, nor laugh'd, not cry'd;
And so they liv'd, and so they dy'd.