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Epitaph upon Miss Gee, Who died October 25, 1736, Ætat. 28.

Beauteous, nor known to pride, to friends sincere,
Mild to thy neighbour, to thyself severe;

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Unstain'd thy honour—and thy wit was such,
Knew no extremes, nor little, nor too much.
Few were thy years, and painful thro' the whole,
Yet calm thy passage, and serene thy soul.
Reader, amidst these sacred crowds that sleep ,
View this once lovely form, nor grudge to weep.—
O death, all terrible! how sure thy hour!
How wide thy conquests! and how fell thy power!
When youth, wit, virtue, plead for longer reign,
When youth, when wit, when virtue plead in vain;
Stranger, then weep afresh—for know this clay
Was once the good, the wise, the beautiful, the gay.
 

The author is supposed to be inscribing the character of the deceased upon her tomb, and therefore “crowds that sleep,” mean the dead.