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EPITAPHIUM VIVI.
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ENGLISHED.
A man who slighted gold lies here,
True to his laughter and his aim;
Yet, even in his mirth severe,
He laugh'd at glory and at shame:
True to his laughter and his aim;
Yet, even in his mirth severe,
He laugh'd at glory and at shame:
Who counted vulgar favour light,
And smiles of lords; who held as sport
The whispers of defaming spite,
The thunder of a threatening court:
And smiles of lords; who held as sport
The whispers of defaming spite,
The thunder of a threatening court:
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Stranger to care, than kings more bless'd;
Unmoved, however parties go:
A friend to Harley, when oppress'd;
To Walpole, when in power, a foe:
Unmoved, however parties go:
A friend to Harley, when oppress'd;
To Walpole, when in power, a foe:
Who Anne her country's parent thought,
Still lovely princess, “still the same;”
And praises to her ashes brought,
An humble offering to her fame:
Still lovely princess, “still the same;”
And praises to her ashes brought,
An humble offering to her fame:
Not mindless of the prelate great,
By statute sent across the main;
A father, tried in either state,
He loved, and was beloved again.
By statute sent across the main;
A father, tried in either state,
He loved, and was beloved again.
Safe from the foes he ne'er could fear,
Unhurt, in dust he lays him down,
Whether you praise him with a sneer,
Or sourly blame him with a frown.
Unhurt, in dust he lays him down,
Whether you praise him with a sneer,
Or sourly blame him with a frown.
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