EPITAPH, ON GENERAL GORGES*, AND LADY MEATH +. UNDER this stone lies Dick and Dolly. Dick lost in Doll a wife tender and dear: : Dick sigh'd for his Doll, and his mournful arms cross'd'; Thought much of his Doll, and the jointure he lost: The first vex'd him much, the other vex'd most. Thus loaded with grief, Dick sigh'd and he cried : Dick left a pattern few will copy after : • Then, reader, pray shed some tears of salt water; For so sad a tale is no subject of laughter. * Of Kilbrue, in the county of Meath. + Dorothy, dowager of Edward, earl of Meath. She was married to the general in 1716; and died April 10, 1728. Her husband survived her but two days. Meath smiles for the jointure, though gotten so late; Here quiet they lie, in hopes to rise one day, VERSES ON I KNOW NOT WHAT. My latest tribute here I send, UPON CARTHY'S TRANSLATE PINDAR. THREATENING TO You have undone Horace,—what should hinder Thy muse from falling upon Pindar ? Beware, O bard, how you proceed * John Cuffe, of Desart, esq., married the general's eldest daughter. + Carthy, a scribbling schoolmaster, wrote some severe lines on Dr. Swift and his friends. For For should you give him once the reins, DR. SWIFT wrote the following Epigram on one DELACOURT'S complimenting CARTHY, a Schoolmaster, on his Poetry. EPIGRA M. CARTHY, you say, writes well—his genius true; WRITTEN BY DR. SWIFT, ON HIS OWN DEAFNESS. VERTIGI ERTIGINOSUS*, inops, surdus, male gratus amicis ; Non campana sonans, tonitru non ab Jove missum, Quod mage mirandum, saltem si credere fas est, Non clamosa meas mulier jam percutit aures. *The second syllable "Vertiginosus" is here made short by the dean; perhaps the more expressive of the malady it describes, as steteruntque coma" in Virgil. " BOWYER. THE THE DEAN'S COMPLAINT, TRANSLATED AND ANSWERED. DOCTOR. DEAF, giddy, helpless, left alone. ANSWER. Except the first, the fault's your own. DOCTOR. To all my friends a burden grown. ANSWER. Because to few you will be shown. DOCTOR. No more I hear my church's bell, ANSWER. Then write and read, 'twill do as well. A woman's clack, if I have skill, Sounds somewhat like a throwster's mill; But louder than a bell, or thunder; That does, I own, increase my wonder. EPIGRAM 4 EPIGRAM BY MR. BOWYER. IN SYLLABAM LONGAM IN VOCE VERTIGINOSUS* A D. SWIFT CORREPTAM.' MUSARUM antistes, Phœbi numerosus alumnus, Oh! servet cerebro nata Minerva caput. EPIGRAM BY MR. BOWYER. INTENDED TO BE PLACED UNDER THE HEAD OF HERE learn, from moral truth and wit refined, How vice and folly have debased mankind; * See page 441. INSCRIPTION, |