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3. QUIN'S DEATH.

Thy death shall provide us a general treat,
At this critical epoch all creatures shall eat.
To thy tomb each voracious insect shall haste,
In thine entrails to batten: luxurious repast!
May the worm be full-gorged in thy liver and heart:
May'st thou surfeit the grub with some delicate part:
May the poet too dine, who adorns thee with verse,
And drunk be the parson who prays by thy herse.
 

And fat be the gander who feeds on thy grave. Bath Guide. The last line alludes to a story told of a clergyman, who disgraced himself and his profession by hard drinking, and who boasted, that at a supper after Thomson's funeral, he left Quin drunk under the table, whilst he was able to walk home.