HE. Dear Shade! I will: Then mix this duft with thine-O fpotlefs Ghoft! -He faid, and dy'd. XIV. On EDMOND Duke of BUCKINGHAM, Who died in the Nineteenth Year of his I Age, 1735. F modeft Youth, with cool Reflection crown'd, And every opening Virtue blooming round, XV. For XV. For One who would not be buried in EROES and KINGS! your distance keep ; H In peace let one poor Poet sleep, Who never flatter'd Folks like you: Another, on the fame. UNDER this Marble, or under this Sill, Or under this Turf, or e'en what they will; XVI. Lord CONINGSBY's EPITAPH*. H ERE lies Lord Coningsby-be civil; The reft God knows-fo does the Devil. *This Epitaph, originally written on Picus Mirandula, is applied to F. Chartres, and printed among the works of Swift. See Hawkefworth edition, vol. vi. S. On On BUTLER's MONUMENT. Perhaps by Mr. POPE *. RESPECT to Dryden, Sheffield juftly pay'd, And noble Villers honour'd Cowley's fhade: To future ages humbler Settle's name : * Mr. Pope, in one of the prints from Scheemaker's monument of Shakespeare in Westminster-Abbey, has fufficiently fhewn his contempt of Alderman Barber, by the following couplet, which is fubftituted in the place of "The cloud-capt towers, &c." "Thus Britain lov'd me; and preferv'd my fame, "Clear from a Barber's or a Benson's name." A. POPE. Pope might probably have fuppreffed his fatire on the Alderman, because he was one of Swift's acquaintances and correfpondents; though in the 4th Book of the Dunciad he has an anonymous ftroke at him: "So by each bard an Alderman shall fit, "A heavy Lord fhall hang at every wit." S. Το *This panegyric on Lady Mary Wortley Montague might have been fuppreffed by Mr. Pope, on account of her having fatirized him in her verses to the imitator of Horace; which abuse he returned in the first Satire of the fecond book of Horace. "From furious Sappho, fcarce a milder fate, "P-'d by her love, or libel'd by her hate." S. And And fages agree The laws fhould decree To the first of poffeffors the right. IV. Then bravely, fair dame, Which to your whole sex does belong; From a fecond bright Eve, The knowledge of right, and of wrong. ས But if the first Eve Hard doom did receive, When only one apple had she, What a punishment new Shall be found out for you, Who tafting, have robb'd the whole tree? VOL. II. Въ The |