THE BOAST OF HERALDRY, THE POMP OF POW'R , AND ALL THAT BEAUTY, ALL THAT WEALTH E'ER GAVE, THE PATHS OF GLORY LEAD BUT TO THE GRAVE. . NOR YOU, YE PROUD, IMPUTE TO THESE THE FAULT, IF MEMORY O'BR THEIR TOMB NO TROPHIES RAISE , CAN STORIED URN, OR ANIMATED BUST, BACK TO ITS MANSION CALL. THE FLEETING BREATH ? CAN HONOUR'S VOICE PROVOKE THE SILENT DUST, OR FLATTRY SOOTHE THE DULL COLD EAR OF DEATH? PERHAPS IN THIS NEGLECTED SPOT IS LAID SOME HEART ONCE PREGNANT WITH CELESTIAL FIRE ; OR WAK'D TO EXTASY THE LIVING LYRE: |