It says that his relics, collected, lie here, And no mortal yet knows if this may be true. Fierce robbers there are, that infest the highway, SO MATT. may be kill'd, and his bones never found d; False witness at court, and fierce tempests at sea, So MATT, may yet chance to be hang'd or be drown'd. If his bones lie in earth, roll in sea, fly in air, To Fate we must yield, and the thing is the same; And if, passing, thou giv'st him a smile or a tear, He cares not-yet pr'ythee be kind to his fame. ON PRIOR. By Mr. Beckingham. MEAN artifice! to gild precarious fame! True merit does to heights unlabour'd climb, Venus and Ammon, in his colours shewn, ON WILLIAM LAWES, A MUSICIAN. Concord is conquer'd; in this urn there lies Will Lawes was slain by those whose Wills are In the north aisle of Lavenham church, is a small monument, with a man and woman engraven in brass: from his mouth proceeds a scroll, which has these words upon it: In manus tuus duc comendo spiritum meum, and underneath this inscription. Contynuall prayse these lines in brass, A clothier vertuous while he was The poor to cloathe and feede, Which shoulde be, every Whitsontide, Et obijt Anno Dm. 1534. But, whatever this benefaction was, it is now lost, and no one is either willing or able to give any account of it. IN A COUNTRY CHURCH YARD, IN NORfolk. ON A CHILD. ERE sin could blight, or sorrow fade, ON CAVE. IN THE CHURCH OF BARROW UPON SOAR. In the County of Leicester. HERE, in this Grave, there lies a Cave, If Cave be Grave, and Grave be Cave, If Grave in Cave here buried lie, ON MISS MARTHA ANN YOUNG. Who died July 14, 1797, in the fifteenth WHEN youth, when tender beauty, part from life, Which rends the soul from all that earth holds dear, With fortitude from Heaven inspir'd, they rise Serene, content, cheerful, they meet the tomb, Where, veil'd, their bud of life springs to eternal bloom. SIR EDWARD WINTER. In Battersea Church, Surry, is a monument to the memory of Sir Charles Edward Winter, an East India captain, in the reign of Charles the Second, of whom it is reported, that being attacked in the woods by a tiger, he placed himself by the side of a river, and when the beast flew at him, caught him in his arms, fell back with him into the water, got upon him, and kept him down till he was drowned. This adventure, as well as another wonderful exploit, is vouched for in the following lines, inscribed upon the monument. Born to be great in fortune as in mind; Procur'd him friends, and friends procur'd him trust. Alone, unarm'd, a tiger he oppress'd, HIGH WYCOMBE, BUCKS. ON FRANCIS BLACKWELL, AND MARY HIS WIFE. HERE lies a holy and a happy pair: As once in grace, they now in glory share. Reader, attend!-though dead, they speak to thee- THE following curious epitaph appears on a headstone in the church-yard of Storrington, in the COUNTY OF SUSSEX. Here lies the body of Edward Hide; We had rather It had been his father. If it had been his sister, We should not have miss'd her. But since 'tis honest Ned No more shall be said. IN HARROW CHURCH-YARD. ON A YOUNG LADY. SLEEP on, thou fair, and wait th' Almighty's will, Then rise unchang'd, and be an angel still. |