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For John CHURCHILL (Executor of CHARLES
CHURCHILL) and WILLIAM FLEXNEY, near
TEALTH to great GLOSTER-from a man
Health to great GLOSTER-nor, thro’ love of ease, Which all Priests love, let this address difplease. I ask no favour, not one note I crave, And, when this busy brain rests in the grave, (For till that time it never can have rest) I will not trouble you with one bequest. Some humbler Friend, my mortal journey done, More near in blood, a Nephew or a Son, In that dread hour Executor I'll leave ; For I, alas! have many to receive, To give but little—To great Gloster Health; Nor let thy true and proper love of wealth Here take a false alarm-in purse though poor, In spirit I'm right proud, nor can endure The mention of a bribe—thy pocket's free, I, tho’a Dedicator, scorn a fee. Let thy own offspring all thy fortunes share ; I would not Allen rob, nor Allen's heir.
Think not, a Thought unworthy thy great soul, Which pomps of this world never could controul, Which never offer'd up at Pow'r's vain shrine, Think not that Pomp and Pow'r can work on mine. 'Tis not thy Name, though that indeed is great, 'Tis not the tinsel trumpery of state,