The Light his Life has ceas'd to give, And Memory's grateful Incense burn, MEM SAC: MATT. DISNEY-ARCHIB. BRAKENRIDGE. SPIRITS!-long loos'd from mortal care!— If haply down your fields of air A momentary glance ye cast, And fee a lonely lingerer stray Thro' paths, where oft in prankful play, Accept the fudden tear, that fteals The genuine impulfe of the Mufe ; Friends as ye were !-reminds him too, GODSTOW, JULY 12, 1775. EPITAPH ON MRS. HAND, IN THE PARISH CHURCH OF ST. GILES, FOR worth fo dear, th' eternal tear might flow; INSCRIPTION, DESIGNED FOR A BATH, AT THE ROOKERY NEAR WOTTON IN SURRY. THOU, VIRGIN HEALTH! who turn'ft with fcorn away From Luxury's lure, and Riot's rude affault, To crown the genuine joy of Labour's day, Or feaft with Temperance in the moss-grown vault, Wilt oft henceforth, if right of thee we deem, When Hope fhall HERE her azure pinions lave, Afcend propitious with the bubbling ftream, And love to greet her in fo pure a wave. |