XII.

Intended for Sir ISAAC NEWTON,

In Westminster-Abbey.

ISAACUS NEWTONUS:
Quem Immortalem

Teftantur Tempus, Natura, Colum:
Mortalem

Hoc marmor fatetur.

Nature and Nature's Laws lay hid in Night:
GOD faid, Let Newton be! and all was Light.

XIII.

On Dr. FRANCIS ATTERBURY,

Bishop of Rochester,

Who died in Exile at Paris, 1732.

[His only Daughter having expired in his arms, imme diately after the arrived in France to see him.]

DIALOGUE.

SHE.

'ES, we have liv'd-one pang, and then we part!

Yet ah! how once we lov'd, remember still,
Till you are duft like me.

HE.

HE.

Dear Shade! I will:

Then mix this dust with thine-O spotless Ghoft!
O more than Fortune, Friends, or Country loft!
Is there on Earth, one care, one wifh befide?
Yes-SAVE MY COUNTRY, HEAVEN,

-He faid, and dy'd.

XIV.

On EDMOND Duke of BUCKINGHAM,

I

Who died in the Nineteenth Year of his Age, 1735

F modeft Youth, with cool Reflection crown'd,

And every opening Virtue blooming round,
Could fave a Parent's jufteft Pride from fate,
Or add one Patriot to a finking State;
This weeping marble had not ask'd thy Tear,
Or fadly told, how many hopes lie here!
The living Virtue now had fhone approv'd,
The Senate heard him, and his Country lov'd.
Yet fofter Honours, and less noisy Fame
Attend the shade of gentle BUCKINGHAM:
In whom a Race, for Courage fam'd and Art,
Ends in the milder Merit of the Heart;
And, Chiefs or Sages long to Britain given,
Pays the last Tribute of a Saint to Heaven.

XV. For

XV.

For one who would not be buried in Weft

H

minster-Abbey.

EROES and KINGS! your distance keep;

In peace let one poor
Poet fleep,
Who never flatter'd Folks like you:

Let Horace blush, and Virgil too.

Another, on the fame.

NDER this Marble, or under this Sill,

UND

Or under this Turf, or e'en what they will
Whatever an Heir, or a Friend in his ftead,
Or any good creature fhall lay o'er my head,
Lies one who ne'er car'd, and ftill cares not a pin
What they faid, or may say, of the Mortal within:
But who, living and dying, ferene still and free,
Trufts in GoD, that as well as he was, he fhall be.

XVI.

Lord CONINGSBY's EPITAPH*.

ERE lies Lord Coningsby-be civil;

HER

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.

3

On

On BUTLER's MONUMENT.

R

Perhaps by Mr. POPE*.

ESPECT to Dryden, Sheffield juftly pay'd, And noble Villers honour'd Cowley's fhade: But whence this Barber?-that a name fo mean Should, join'd with Butler's, on a tomb be feen: This pyramid would better far proclaim, To future ages humbler Settle's name: Poet and patron then had been well pair'd, The city printer, and the city bard.

*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-capp'd towers, &c."

"Thus Britain lov'd me; and preferv'd my fame,
"Clear from a Barber's or a Benfon'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 Fourth Book of the Dunciad he has an anonymous froke at him:

"So by each bard an Alderman shall fit,
A heavy Lord fhall hang at every wit."

S.

CONTENTS

CONTENTS

O F THE

FORTY-SIXTH VOLUME.

AN ESSAY on SATIRE, occafioned by the

Death of Mr. POPE; in Three Parts.

PART I.

PART II.

PART III.

ESSAY ON MAN, in FOUR EPISTLES.

EPISTLE 1.

Of the nature and state of Man
with respect to the Universe

27

EPISTLE II.

Of the nature and ftate of Man
with refpect to himself, as an
individual

40

EPISTLE III.

Of the nature and state of Man

with refpect to fociety

54

EPISTLE IV. Of the nature and state of Man