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MISCELLANIES.
407
XIV.
The Parson's cant, the Lawyer's sophistry,
Lord's quibble, Critic's jest; all end in thee,
All rest in peace at last, and sleep eternally.

EPITAPH.

A pleasing form, a firm, yet cautious mind,
Sincere, tho' prudent, constant, yet resign'd;
Honour unchanged, a principle profest,
Fix'd to one side, but mod'rate to the rest;
An honest Courtier, and a Patriot too,
Just to his Prince, and to his Country true;
Fill'd with the sense of age, the fire of youth;
A scorn of wrangling, yet a zeal for truth;
A gen'rous faith, from superstition free,
A love to peace, and hate of tyranny;
Such this man was; who now, from earth remov'd,
At length enjoys that liberty he lov'd.

PROLOGUE.