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WRITTEN AT THE REQUEST OF A GENTLEMAN TO WHOM A LADY HAD GIVEN A
SPRIG OF MYRTLE *.
WHAT hopes, what terrors, does this gift create?
The myrtle (enfign of fupreme command,
Thefe verfes were firft printed in a Magazine for 1768, but were written between forty and fifty years ago. Elegant as they are, they were compofed in the short space of five minutes.
To Lady FIREBRACE*,
At BURY ASSIZES.
T length muft Suffolk beauties fhine in vain, So long renown'd in B--n's deathlefs ftrain? Thy charms at leaft, fair Firebrace, might infpire Some zealous bard to wake the fleeping lyre; For, fuch thy beauteous mind and lovely face, Thou feem'ft at once, bright nymph, a Mufe and Grace.
To LYCE, an elderly Lady.
By flatt'ring poets given,
Engrofs not all the beams on high,
Which gild a lover's lays,
But, as your fifter of the fky,
Let Lyce fhare the praife.
This lady was Bridget, third daughter of Philip Bacon, Efq. of Ipfwich, and relict of Philip Evers, Efq. of that town. became the fecond wife of Sir Cordell Firebrace, the laft Baronet of that name (to whom the brought a fortune of 25,000l.), July 26, 1737. Being again left a widow in 1759. the was a third time married, April 7, 1762, to William Campbell, Efq. uncle to the present Duke of Argyle; and died July 3, 182.
Her filver locks difplay the moon,
Her brows a cloudy show,
Strip'd rainbows round her eyes are seen,
Her teeth the night with darkness dyes,
But fome Zelinda, while I fing,
Yet, fpite of fair Zelinda's eye,
ON THE DEATH OF
Mr. ROBERT LEVET,
CONDEMN'D to Hope's delufive mine,
As on we toil from day to day, By fudden blafts, or flow decline, Our focial comforts drop away.
Well try'd through many a varying year,
Officious, innocent, fincere,
Of ev'ry friendlefs name the friend.
Yet ftill he fills Affection's eye,
Thy praise to merit unrefin'd.
When fainting nature call'd for aid,
The pow'r of art without the fhow.
In mifery's darkest cavern known,
No fummons mock'd by chill delay,
His virtues walk'd their narrow round,
The bufy day-the peaceful night,
Then with no fiery throbbing pain,
EPITAPH on CLAUDE PHILLIPS,
AN ITINERANT MUSICIAN*.
PHILIPS! whofe touch harmonious could remove
THOMAM HANMER, BARONETTUM.
Honorabilis admodum THOMAS HANMER,
Wilhelmi Hanmer armigeri, è Peregrinâ Henrici
De Mildenhall in Com. Suffolcia Baronetti forore et hærede, Filius;
Johannis Hanmer de Hanmer Baronetti
* These lines are among Mrs. Williams's Miscellanies: they are nevertheless recognized as Johnson's in a memorandum of his hand-writing, and were probably written at her requeft. Phillips was a travelling fidler up and down Wales, and was greatly celebrated for his performance.
† At Hanmer church, in Flintshire.