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ON THE DEATH OF Mr. PITT.

O matchless Eloquence, with Wisdom join'd!
O splendid Honor of the human mind!
O sun-like Orb, which cheer'd the public eye!
At thy extinction, Nature heav'd a sigh;
She met thy birth with gifts unknown before,
And o'er thy soul diffus'd a lavish store:
Yet then those gifts from others to withhold,
With jealous hand she crush'd the heav'nly mould.