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Steer'd the fame courfe to the fame quiet fhore,
Not parted long, and now to part no more!

Go then, where only bliss fincere is known!

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Go, where to love and to enjoy are one!

Yet take thefe Tears, Mortality's relief,
And till we share your joys, forgive our grief:
These little rites, a Stone, a Verse receive;
'Tis all a Father, all a Friend can give!

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ague fince Sunday; he has flept a little every night, but with fome interruptions by the cramp. Laft night he began to drink affes' milk, which had its ufual effect, in giving him a good night's reft, and free from pain. I am, dear Sir, in great haste, but with great truth, your friend and fervant, E. DIGBY.

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MY father, who was an intimate friend and contemporary at Magdalen College, Oxford, with Mr. Robert Digby, was always faying that this excellent character was not over-drawn, and had every virtue in it here enumerated; and that Mr. Digby had more of the mitis fapientia, as Horace finely expreffes it, than any man he had ever known. The fame faid the amiable Mr. Holdfworth, author of Mufcipula. They were all three pupils of Dr. Sacheverell, who at that time was the friend of Addison, and was in great vogue as an able tutor, before he entered fo violently into those abfurd politics that fo much difgraced him. WARTON.

VIII.

ON SIR GODFREY KNELLER,

IN WESTMINSTER-ABBEY, 1723.

KNELLER, by Heav'n and not a Mafter taught, Whofe Art was Nature, and whofe Pictures

Thought;

Now for two Ages having fnatch'd from fate
Whate'er was beauteous, or whate'er was great,
Lies crown'd with Princes honours, Poets lays,
Due to his Merit, and brave Thirst of Praise.

Living, great Nature fear'd he might outvie Her works; and, dying, fears herself may die.

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VER. 7. Imitated from the famous Epitaph on Raphael.

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VER. 7 Living, great Nature] Much better tranflated by Mr. W. Harrifon, of New College, a favourite of Swift, communicated to me by Dr. Lowth :

"Here Raphael lies, by whofe untimely end

Nature both loft a rival and a friend "

Notwithstanding the partiality of Pope, this artift little deferved to be confulted by our Poet, as he was, concerning the arrangements of the fubjects reprefented on the fhield of Achilles. Thefe required a genius of a higher order. Mr Flaxman, lately arrived from Italy, by a diligent study of the antique, and the force of his

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genius, has given defigns from Homer far beyond any that have yet appeared. WARTON.

There are fome very good pictures by Kneller, at Donhead Hall, near Shaftesbury, Wilts, the feat of his defcendant John Kneller, Efq. particularly a St. Cecilia, and the Conversion of St. Paul; his natural daughter is painted in the character of Cecilia, which, in action and attitude, is very like that of the late Mrs. Sheridan, by Sir Joshua Reynolds. I fhould have imagined Sir Joshua must have seen it, or perhaps a copy of it. painting by Sir Godfrey, at Donhead Hall, of Pope.

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I take this opportunity of explaining a ridiculous anecdote, which Warton has admitted of Kneller's vanity. Walpole has related it in this manner: "Sir Godfrey," fays Pope, "if God bad confulted you, the world would have been made more perfect.” "Fore God," replies Kneller, "I think fo." Now the real ftory is this: When Pope, with an affected and pert fuperiority, faid, "If Sir Godfrey had been confulted, the world would have been made more perfe&;" Kneller immediately turned the laugh upon Pope, by looking at his diminutive perfon, and faying, with a good-humoured fmile, "Fore God, there are fome little things in it, I think I COULD have mended." This is humourous and pleasant; whereas, as the wits have told the story themselves, Sir Godfrey's Aupidity appears equal to his vanity.

IX.

ON GENERAL HENRY WITHERS.

IN WESTMINSTER-ABBEY, 1729.

HERE, WITHERS, reft! thou bravest, gentlest mind,
Thy Country's friend, but more of human kind.
Oh born to Arms! O Worth in Youth approv'd!
O foft Humanity, in Age belov'd!

For thee the hardy Vet'ran drops a tear,
And the gay Courtier feels the figh fincere.

WITHERS, adieu! yet not with thee remove
Thy Martial spirit, or thy focial love!
Amidft Corruption, Luxury, and Rage,
Still leave fome ancient Virtues to our age:
Nor let us fay (thofe English glories gone)
The last true Briton lies beneath this stone.

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X.

ON MR. ELIJAH FENTON,

AT EASTHAMSTED IN BERKS, 1730.

HIS modeft Stone, what few vain marbles can,
May truly fay, Here lies an honest Man:

A Poet, bleft beyond the Poet's fate,

Whom Heav'n kept facred from the Proud and Great : Foe to loud Praife, and Friend to learned Eafe, Content with Science in the Vale of Peace.

Calmly he look'd on either Life, and here

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Saw nothing to regret, or there to fear;

From Nature's temp'rate feast rofe fatisfy'd,

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Thank'd Heav'n that he had liv'd, and that he dy’d.

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VER. 9. From Nature's temp'rate feat, &c.] Wakefield quotes Horace :

Inde fit, ut raro qui fe vixiffe beatum

Dicat, et exacto contentus tempore vitæ,
Cedat, uti conviva fatur, reperire queamus.

HIS integrity, his learning, and his genius, deserved this character; it is not in any respect over-wrought. His poems are not fufficiently read and admired. The Epiftle to Southerne, the Ode to the Sun, the Fair Nun, and, above all, the Ode to Lord Gower, are excellent. Akenfide frequently faid to me, that he thought this Ode the best in our language, next to Alexander's Feast. "I envy Fenton," said Pope to Mr. Walter Harte, "his Horatian Epiftle to Lambard.” Parts of Mariamne are beautiful, and it ought to take its turn on the flage. Just before he died, Fenton was introduced into Mr. Craggs' family by Pope's recommendaWARTON.

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