The following beautiful lines, written by the Reverend Doctor Peckard and his Lady, on Newel Edis, an honest man, and many years parish clerk of Letton, a small village near Peterborough, in Northamptonshire, are taken from a grave stone in that churchyard.

OH, that the dead might speak, and in a strain
To charm each death-form'd doubt and heartfelt pain!
Might tell the timid sons of vital breath,
How soft and easy is the bed of death!
Might from this moral truth rich comfort give,
That man but lives to die, and dies to live!

P. P. Let sumptuous marbles, and the labour'd bust, Grace the proud pile that covers titled dust; Whilst o'er this sod, where sleeps the humble dead, Returning springs a living verdure shed:

And on this stone the Muse unbought shall say, "Blest is the man who claims the genuine lay "Which truth and gratitude united pay.

M. P.

These lines are inscribed on the Tomb-stone of a Watch-
Maker, in the Abbey Church, at Shrewsbury.

THY movements, Gorsuch, kept in play,
The wheels of life felt no decay,

For fifty years at least ;
Till, by some sudden fatal stroke,
The main spring or the balance broke,
And all the movements ceas'd.

ON A YOUNG GENTLEMAN.

Who killed himself by drinking Strong Beer called October.
HERE lie I must,
Wrapp'd up in dust,

Confined to be sober;

Clarke* take care,

Lest you come here,

For faith here's no October.

SIR ISAAC NEWTON.

Born Dec. 25, 1642, died 20 March, 1726.

IN Westminster Abbey is an elegant monument, with appropriate figures, to the memory of the immortal Newton, with the following Latin inscrip

tion:

Here is deposited Sir Isaac Newton, Knight, who, by the light of mathematical learning, and a force of mind almost divine, first explained the motions and figures of the planets and planetary orbits: the paths of the comets, the tides, and the ocean and discovered, what no one before had ever suspected, the difference of the rays of light, and the distinction of colours thence arising. He was a diligent, faithful, and penetrating interpreter of Nature, of Antiquity, and the Holy Scripture. By his philosophy he asserted the Majesty of God, the greatest and most glorious of all Beings; and by his morals expressed the simplicity of the Gospel. Let mortals congratulate themselves, that there has been so great, so good a man, the glory of the human race.

* His pot-companion.

The following couplet was intended for his
monument. By Mr. Pope.

NATURE and Nature's laws lay hid in night:
God said, Let Newton be, and all was light.

The following verses also appeared.

THAT Sun of knowledge, whose meridian ray,
Kindled the gloom of nature into day,
That soul of science, that unbounded mind!
That genius which exalted human kind!
Confest supreme of men! his country's pride,
And half esteem'd an angel-till he died :
Who in the eye of Heaven, like Enoch stood,
And thro' the paths of knowledge walk'd with God:
Who made his fame a sea without a shore,

And but forsook this world to know the laws of

more.

ON THE SAME.

By Aaron Hill.

MORE than his name were less; 'Twould seem to

fear,

He, who increas'd Heaven's fame, should want it

here.

Yet, when the suns he lighted up shall fade,
And all the worlds he found are first decay'd;
Then, void and waste, Eternity shall lie,
And Time, and Newton's name, for ever die.

OLD GREY FRIERS, EDINBURGH.

STAY, passenger, and shed a tear,
For good JAMES MURRAY lieth here;
He was of PHILLIP HAUGH descended,
And for his merchandise commended.
He was a man of a good life,

Marry'd BETHIA MAULD to his wife;
He may thank God that e'er he got her,
She bore him three sons and a daughter.
The first he was a man of might,
For which the king made him a knight.
The second was both wise and wily,
For which the town made him a baily.
The third a factor of renown,
Both in Camphire and in this town.
His daughter was both grave and wise,

And married was to JAMES ELIES.

He died APRIL 30, 1649, in the 79 year of his age.

ISLINGTON.

ON JOHN MICHAEL STERN, 1762.

His life, tho' short, he labour'd to improve
In trade, in virtue, and in social love.
His heart was good, religiously inclin'd;
His temper sweet, benevolent, and kind;
His manner open, generous, and free;
He was a man, such as a man should be.

W. ELDERTON,

THE RED-NOSED BALLAD MAKER.

He was originally an attorney in the sheriff's court of London, and afterwards (if we may believe Oldys) a comedian, was a facetious fuddling companion, whose tippling and rhymes rendered him famous among his contemporaries. He was author of many popular songs and ballads, and probably other pieces. He is believed to have fallen a victim to his bottle be fore the year 1592. His epitaph has been recorded by Camden, and is thus translated by Oldys.

Dead drunk, here Elderton doth lie;
Dead as he is, he still is dry :

So of him it may well be said,

Here he, but not his thirst, is laid.

See Stowe's Lond. (Guildhall) Biogr. Brit. (Drayton, by Oldys, Note B.)-Ath. Ox.-Camden's Remains-The Exaale-lation of Ale, among Beaumont's Poems, 8vo. 1653.

WESTMINSTER ABBEY.

DR., BUSBY.

BEHOLD! underneath, lies the image of Busby: such as he appeared to human eyes. If you desire to see that part of him more deeply impressed on their minds, thoughtfully survey the shining characters of both universities, and the law, and the leading and principal men in the court, the parliament, and the church. When you have seen such a full-sown and plenteous harvest of ingenious men, only consider what he must have been who sowed it. This was he