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27. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn,

“ Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove, “Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn,

“ Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love.

28.

" One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill,

Along the heath and near his fav’rite tree ;

Another came ;

nor yet beside the rill,

“ Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he ;"

29. The next with dirges due, in fad array, “Slow thro' the Church-way path we saw him

borne.

Approach and read (for thou can'ít read) the lay, “ Gray'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.

Τ Η Ε

EP IT A P H I U M.

و

30. NEC fama, neque notus, h.c quiefcit,

Fortuna Juvenis, fuper filenti
Telluris gremio caput reponens.
Non cuñas humiles, Laremque parvum
Contempfit pia Mufa ; flebilifque
Fuffit Melpomene fuum vocari.

31.
Huic largum fuit, integrumque pectus,
Et largum tulit a Deo favorem :
Solum quod potuit dare, indigenti
Indulfit lacrymam ; Deufque Amicum,
Quod folum petiit, dedit roganti.

32.
Virtutes fuge curiosus ultra
Scrutari ; fuge fedibus tremendis
Culpas eruere, in Patris Deique
Illic mente facrâ fimul repofta
Inter fpemque metumque conquiefcunt,

THE Ε Ρ Ι Τ Α Ρ Η.

30. HE

ER E refts his head upon the lap of Earth

A Youth to Fortune and ta Faine unknown :
Fair Science frown'd not on his hurnble birth,
And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.

31.
Large was his bounty, and his soul fincere,

Heav'n did a recompence as largely fend :
He gave to Mis’ry all he had, a tear,
He gain'd from Heav'n ('twas all he wifh'd) a friend.

32.
No farther feek his merits to disclose,

Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose)

The bofone of his Father and his God. 6 paventofa fpeme.

Petrarch. Son, 114.