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ON JAMES ROBSON,
WHO DIED IN THE TWENTIETH YEAR OF HIS AGE, BY A FALL FROM HIS HORSE.
To mark the hapless Youth's disastrous doom,The sorrow-wedded Father rears the tomb,
On which a Mother wishes to express
The mingled pride that swells with her distress:
For he was all Affection could desire,
All Duty ask'd, all Friendship could require:
Simplicity was his, with strength of mind,
With ev'ry milder influence combin'd;
While Virtue, ardent to complete the whole,
Diffus'd her magic colour o'er the soul!
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