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EPITAPH.
Probus beneath in peaceful Slumber lies;
Probus, the just, the active, and the wise.
His manly Frame contain'd an equal Mind,
Faithful to GOD, and gen'rous to Mankind.
High in his Country's Honours long he stood,
Succour'd Distress, and gave the Hungry Food.
Probus, the just, the active, and the wise.
His manly Frame contain'd an equal Mind,
Faithful to GOD, and gen'rous to Mankind.
High in his Country's Honours long he stood,
Succour'd Distress, and gave the Hungry Food.
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Written in the Blank Leaf of a POEM intitled Ætna.
That first of Beauties in your Numbershines,
You suit your Theme with correspondent Lines.
As sounding Etna thunders from below,
And Smoke, majestick, hovers round its Brow,
While its tall Head shines with eternal Snow:
You suit your Theme with correspondent Lines.
As sounding Etna thunders from below,
And Smoke, majestick, hovers round its Brow,
While its tall Head shines with eternal Snow:
Each various Scene your answ'ring Lines unfold,
So rough you write, so cloudy, and so cold.
So rough you write, so cloudy, and so cold.
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