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with ease. But you have distinguished yourself from ordinary lovers, by a real and lasting grief for the deceased ; and by endeavoring to raise for her the most durable monument, which is that of verse. And so it would have proved, if the workman had been equal to the work, and your choice of the artificer as happy as your design. Yet, as Phidias, when he had made the statue of Minerva, could not forbear to ingrave his own name, as author of the piece : fo give me leave to hope, that, by subscribing mine to this poem, I may live by the goddess, and transmit my name to posterity by the memory of hers. 'Tis no flattery to assure your lordfhip, that she is remembered, in the present age, by all who have had the honor of her conversation and acquaintance; and that I have never been in any company since the news of her death was first brought me, where they have not extoll’d her virtues, and even spoken the same things of her in prose, which I have done in verse. I therefore think myself obliged to thank

your lordship for the commission which


have given me: how I have acquitted myself of it, must be Jeft to the opinion of the world, in spite of any protestation which I can enter against the pre

sent age, as incompetent or corrupt judges. For my comfort, they are but Englishmen, and, as such, if they think ill of me to-day, they are inconstant enough to think well of me to-morrow. And after all, I have not much to thank my fortune that I was born amongst them. The good of both sexes are fo few, in England, that they stand like exceptions against general rules : and thò one of them has deserved a greater commendation than I could give her, they have taken care that I should not tire my pen with frequent exer.cise on the like subjects ; that praises, like taxes, should be appropriated, and left almost as individual as the person. They say, my talent is satire : if it be so, 'tis a fruitful age, and there is an extraordinary crop to gather. But a single hand is insufficient for such a harvest : they have sown the dragons teeth themselves, and 'tis but just they should reap each other in lampoons. You, my lord, who have the character of honor, tho 'tis not my happiness to know you, may stand aside, with the small remainders of the English nobility, truly such, and, unhurt yourselves, behold the mad combat. If I have pleased you, and some few others, I have obtained my


You see I have disabled myself, like an elected speaker of the house: yet like him I have undertaken the charge, and find the burden fufficiently recompensed by the honor. Be pleased to accept of these my unworthy labors, this

papermonument; and let her pious memory, which I am fure is sacred to you, not only plead the pardon of my many faults, but gain me your protection, which is ambitiously fought by,

My Lord,

Your lordship's

Most obedient servant,



Dedicated to the MEMORY of the Late



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Swhen some great and gracious monarch dies,
Soft whispers, first, and mournful murmurs

Among the fad attendants; then the sound
Soon gathers voice, and spreads the news around,
Thro town and country, till the dreadful blast
Is blown to distant colonies at last;
Who, then, perhaps, were offering vows in vain,
For his long life, and for his happy reign :
So flowly, by degrees, unwilling fame
Did matchless Eleonora's fate proclaim,
Till public as the loss the news became.

The nation felt it in th' extremeft parts, With eyes o’erflowing, and with bleeding hearts But most the poor, whom daily she supply'd, Beginning to be such, but when she dy'd,

For, while she liv'd, they slept in peace by night,
Secure of bread, as of returning light;
And with such firm dependence on the day,
That need grew pamper’d, and forgot to pray:
So sure the dole, so ready at their call,
They stood prepar'd to see the manna fall.

Such multitudes fhe fed, she cloth'd, the nurst,
That she herself might fear her wanting first.
Of her five talents, other five she made ;
Heaven, that had largely given, was largely paid ;
And in few lives, in wond'rous few, we find
A fortune better fitted to the mind,
Nor did her alms from ostentation fall,
Or proud desire of praise ; the soul gave all :
Unbrib'd it gave ; or,

if a bribe

appear, No less than heaven; to heap huge treasures there,

Want pass'd for merit at her open door : Heaven saw, he safely might'increase his poor, And trust their fuftenance with her so well, As not to be at charge of miracle. None could be peędy, whom she faw, or knew; All in the compass of her sphere she drew : He, who could touch her garment, was as sure, As the first Christians of th' apostles' cure. The distant heard, by fame, her pious deeds, And laid her up for their extremest needs j

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