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3.
Should grave ones count theſe praiſes light,
To ſuch it may be ſaid:
A man, in this lamented wight,
Of buſineſs too is dead.
4.
From anceſtors, as might a fool!
He trac’d no high-fetch’d ſtem;
But gloriouſly revers’d the rule,
By dignifying them.
5.
O! gentle Cambridge? ſadly ſay,
Why fates are ſo unkind
To ſnatch thy giant ſons away,
Whilſt pigmies ſtay behind?
6.
Horace and he were call’d, in haſte,
From this vile earth to heav’n;
The cruel year not fully paſt,
Ætatis, fifty ſeven.
7.
So, on the tops of Lebanon,
Tall cedars felt the ſword,
To grace, by care of Solomon,
The temple of the Lord.
8.
A tomb amidſt the learned may
The weſtern abbey give!
Like theirs, his aſhes muſt decay,
Like theirs, his fame ſhall live.
9. Cloſe
