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The Epitaph. An Acrostick.
Strong Monuments of Wood, Marble, or Brass,
In time time decay and into Ruines pass;
Making a mock of all that Pomp and Pride,
On which the hopes of Fame has still rely'd.
Note here a President did know full well,
In time time decay and into Ruines pass;
Making a mock of all that Pomp and Pride,
On which the hopes of Fame has still rely'd.
Note here a President did know full well,
Life justly led all Monuments excel.
A Person of such great Desert and Fame,
Might all the highest worths of Honour Claim;
By which he to himself has been so kind,
Eternal Monuments to leave behind.
Reader, who-e're thou art, believe thus much,
This Island scarce can find another such.
A Person of such great Desert and Fame,
Might all the highest worths of Honour Claim;
By which he to himself has been so kind,
Eternal Monuments to leave behind.
Reader, who-e're thou art, believe thus much,
This Island scarce can find another such.
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