XIV.

On EDMUND D. of Buckingham,

Who died in the Nineteenth Year of his Age, 1735.

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F modeft Youth, with cool Reflection crown'd

And ev'ry op'ning Virtue blooming round,
Could fave a Parent's jufteft Pride from fate,
Or add one Patriot to a finking state;
This weeping marble had not afk'd thy Tear,
Or fadly told, how many Hopes lie here!
The living Virtue now had fhone approv'd,
The Senate heard him, and his Country lov'd,
Yet fofter Honours, and lefs noify Fame
Attend the fhade of gentle BUCKINGHAM:
In whom a Race, for Courage fam'd and Art
Ends in the milder Merit of the Heart;
And Chiefs or Sages long to Britain giv❜n,
Pays the laft Tribute of a Saint to Heav'n,

XV.

For one who would not be buried in Westminster-Abbey.

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EROES, and KINGS! your diftance keep:
In peace let one poor Poet fleep,

Who never flatter'd Folks like you:
Let Horace blush, and Virgil too,

Another, on the fame.

NDER this Marble, or under this Sill,

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Or-under this Turf, or e'en what they will; Whatever an Heir, or a Friend in his ftead, Or any good creature shall lay o'er my head, Lies one who ne'er car'd, and ftill cares not a pin What they faid, or may fay of the mortal within: But, who living and dying, ferene ftill and free, Trufts in GOD, that as well as he was, he fhall be.

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MEMOIRS

Of the Extraordinay

Life, Works, and Difcoveries

OF

MARTINUS SCRIBLERUS.