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Wealth equal to my gen'rous heart,

Some curious gift to ev'ry friend,

A token of my love, I'd fend;

2. But still the choiceft and the best

Should be confign'd to friends at WREST.

An organ, which, if right I guess,
Would best please lady MARCHIONESS,
Should first be sent by my command,
Worthy of her inspiring hand :
To lady BELL of niceft mould

A coral fet in burnish'd gold;

To you, well knowing what you like, 3. Portraits by LELY or VANDYKE,

A curious bronze, or buft antique.

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6.

Sed non hæc mihi vis: nec tibi talium Res eft aut animus deliciarum egens. Gaudes carminibus, carmina poffumus Donare, 5. & pretium dicere muneri.

Non incifa notis marmora publicis,
Per quæ fpiritus & vita redit bonis
Poft mortem ducibus; non celeres fuga,
Rejectæque retrorfum Annibalis minæ ;
Non incendia Carthaginis impiæ,
Ejus qui domitâ nomen ab Africâ
Lucratus rediit, clarius indicant

Laudes, quam Calabra Pierides: neque,
7. Si chartæ fileant quod bene feceris,
Mercedem tuleris. 8. Quid, foret Ilia
Mavortifque puer, fi taciturnitas

Obftaret

4.

But fince these gifts exceed my power,
And you, who need not with for more,
Already bleft with all that's fine,

Are pleas'd with verse, tho' such as mine;
As poets us'd in ancient times,

I'll make my presents all in rhymes;
5. And, left you fhould forget their worth,

6.

Like them I'll fet their value forth.

Not monumental brafs or ftones,

The guardians of heroic bones,

Not victories won by MARLBRO's sword,
Nor titles which these feats record,

Such glories o'er the dead diffuse,

As can the labours of the muse.

7. But if the fhould her aid deny,

8.

With you your virtues all must die,
Nor tongues unborn fhall ever fay
How wife, how good, was Lady GREY.

What now had been th' ignoble doom

Of him who built imperial ROME?

Or

9.

Virtus & favor & lingua potentium
Vatum divitibus confecrat infulis.

Dignum laude virum Mufa vetat mori,
Cœlo mufa beat: 10 Sic Jovis interest
Optatis epulis impiger Hercule:

Clarum Tyndaridæ fidus ab infimis
Quaffas eripiunt æquoribus rates:
Ornatus viridi tempora pampino
Liber vota bonos ducit ad exitus.

9.

Or him, deferving ten times more,
Who fed the hungry, cloth'd the poor,
Clear'd ftreams, and bridges laid across,
And built the little church of Ross?
Did not th' eternal powers of verse
From age to age their deeds rehearse.

The mufe forbids the brave to die,
Beftowing immortality:

10. Still by her aid in bleft abodes

ALCIDES feafts among the Gods;

And royal ARTHUR ftill is able
To fill his hofpitable table

With English beef, and English knights,
And looks with pity down on WHITE's.

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