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Her silver locks display the moon,
Her brows a cloudy show, Strip'd rainbows round her eyes are seen,
And show’rs from either flow. Her teeth the night with darkness dyes,
She's starr'd with pimples o'er; Her tongue like nimble lightning plies,
And can with thunder roar.
Denies my Lyce shines ;
Attack my gentle lines.
And all her bards express,
And I but flatter less.
ON THE DEATH OF
MR. ROBERT LEVET,
A PRACTISER IN PHYSIC.
Condemn’D to Hope's delusive mine,
As on we toil from day to day, By sudden blasts, or slow decline,
Our social comforts drop away. Well try'd through many a varying year,
See Levet to the grave descend, Officious, innocent, sincere,
Of ev'ry friendless name the friend. Yet still he fills Affection's
eye, Obscurely wise, and coarsely kind; Nor, letter'd Arrogance, deny
Thy praise to merit unrefin'd.
When fainting nature callid for aid,
And hov’ring death prepar’d the blow,
The pow'r of art without the show.
His useful care was ever nigh,
And lonely want retir’d to die.
No petty gain disdain’d by pride,
The toil of ev'ry day supply'd.
Nor made a pause, nor left a void;
The single talent well employ'd.
Unfelt, uncounted, glided by;
Though now his eightieth year was nigh.
No cold gradations of decay,
And freed his soul the nearest way.
EPITAPH ON CLAUDE PHILLIPS,
AN ITINERANT MUSICIAN.*
PHILLIPS! whose touch harmonious 'could remove
pangs of guilty pow'r, and hapless love,
These lines are among Mrs. Williams's Miscellanies: they are nevertheless recognised as Johnson's in a memorandum of his hand-writing, and were probably written at her request. Phillips was a travelling fiddler up and down Wales, and was greatly celebrated for his performance.
Rest here, distrest by poverty no more,
THOMAM HANMER, BARON ETTUM. Honorabilis admodum Thomas HANMER, Baronettus, Wilhelmi Hanmer armigeri, è Pereginâ Henrici North De Mildenhall in Com. Suffolciæ Baronetti sorore
Duas uxores sortitus est;
dotariam : Alteram Elizabetham Thomæ Foulkes de Barton in
Com. Suff. armigeri
Filiam et hæredem.
Postquam excessit ex ephebis,
se accinxit : Cumque apud illos amplissimorum virorum ordines
Solent nihil temerè effutire,
At Hanmer church, in Flintshire.
Sed probè perpensa
commendatus, Æquè omnium, utcunque inter se alioqui dissidentium,
Aures atque animos attraxit.
Ad Prolocutoris cathedram
Tum illo certè, negotiis
Cum dignitate sustinuit.
Justi rectique tenax,
officiis satisfecisset, Paulatim se à publicis consiliis in otium recipiens,
Inter literarum amenitates,
Gulielmus Bunbury Bttus nepos et hæres.
PARAPHRASE OF THE ABOVE EPITAPH.
BY DR. JOHNSON.*
His force of genius burn'd in early youth,
Thus early wise, th’ endanger'd realm to aid,
In business dextrous, weighty in debate,
Resistless merit fix'd the Senate's choice,
Then when dark arts obscur'd each fierce debate,
This task perform'd--he sought no gainful post,
* This Paraphrase is inserted in Mrs. Williams's Miscellanies. The Latin is there said to be written by Dr. Freind. Of the person whose memory it celebrates, a copious account may be seen in the Appendix to the Supplement to the Biographia Britannica.