27. "Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, "Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove, "Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, "Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love. 28, "One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, "Along the heath and near his fav'rite tree; "Another came; nor yet befide the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he;" 29. The next with dirges due, in fad array, "Slow thro' the Church-way path we faw him borne. "Approach and read (for thou can't read) the lay, "Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn. THE EPITAPHIUM. 30. NEC fame, neque notus, h.c quiefcit, Fortune Juvenis, fuper filenti Telluris gremio caput reponens. 31. Huic largum fuit, integrumque pectus, Et largum tulit a Deo favorem : Solum quod potuit dare, indigenti Indulfit lacrymam; Deufque Amicum, Quod folum petiit, dedit roganti. 32.: Virtutes fuge curiofus ultra 30. HERE refts his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown : Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. 31. Large was his bounty, and his foul fincere, He gain'd from Heav'n ('twas all he wifh'd) a friend. No farther feek his merits to difclofe, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repofe) The bofom of his Father and his God. paventofa fpeme. Petrarch. Son. 114. |