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BIRTH - DAY, JULY 21.:
* Mrs. Anne Durham.
OBLES and heralds, by your leave,
Here lies what once was Matthew Prior, The son of Adam and of Eve;
Can Bourbon or Naffau claim higher?
„FOR MY OWN TOM B-STONE.
To me 'twas given to die: to thee 'tis given
'To live : alas ! one moment sets us even. Mark! how impartial is the will of Heaven !
FOR MY OWN MONUMENT.
Mat, alive and in health, of his tombstone took
For delays are unsafe, and his pious intention
That the figure is fine, pray believe your own eye ; Yet credit but lightly what more may be said,
For we flatter ourselves, and teach marble to lie.
His virtues and vices were as other men's are ; High hopes he conceiv'd, and he smother'd great fears, In a life party-colour’d, half pleasure, half care.
And alone with his friends, lord, how merry was he!
Now in equipage stately, now humbly on foot,
Both fortunes he try'd, but to neither would trust; And whirl'd in the round, as the wheel turn'd about, He found riches had wings, and knew man was but
Sets neither his titles nor merit to view ;
So Mat may be kill'd, and his bones never found ; False witness at court, and fierce tempests at sea,
So Mat may yet chance to be hang'd, or be drown'd.
To fate we must yield, and the thing is the same. And if passing thou giv'ft him a smile, or a tear,
He cares not yet pr’ythee be kind to his fame.
GUALTERUS DANISTONUS AD AMICOS.
UM studeo fungi fallentis munere vitæ,
Adfectoque viam fedibus Elysiis,
Discipulis, animas morte carere cano.
Sideraque ingressis otia blanda dico;
Vitäi faciles molliter ire vias :
Et me quid majus fufpicor effe viro.
Nullaque fint Ditis numina, nulla Jovis :
Attamen esse hilares, & inanes mittere curas
Proderit, ac vitæ commoditate frui,
Tempora perpetuis detinuiffe jocis.
Et Mors; seu Divum, seu nihil, esse velit :
Admonet, atque Orci non timuisse minas.
I'M IT A T E D.
STUDIOUS the busy moments to deceive,