On Sunday next they should have married;
But see how oddly things are carried!
On Thursday last it rain'd and lighten'd;
These tender lovers, sadly frighten'd,
Shelter'd beneath the cocking hay,

In hopes to pass the time

away;

But the bold thunder found them out
(Commission'd for that end no doubt),
And, seizing on their trembling breath,
Consign'd them to the shades of death.
Who knows if 'twas not kindly done?
For had they seen the next year's sun,
A beaten wife and cuckold swain
Had jointly curs'd the marriage chain :
Now they are happy in their doom,
For Pope has wrote upon their tomb.

ON MR. RALPH TYRER,

Vicar of Kendal, who died 1627.
London bred mee, Westminster fed mee,
Cambridge sped mée,-My sister wed mee,
Study taught mee,-Living sought mee,
Learning brought mee,-Kendal caught mee,
Labour pressed mee,-Sickness distressed mee,
Death oppressed mee,-The grave possessed mee,
God first gave mee,-Christ did save mee,

Earth did crave mee, And heaven would have mee.

Westminster Abbey.

ON MR. JOHN GAY.

Life is a jest, and all things shew it :
I thought so once, but now I know it.

Of manners gentle, of affection mild,
In wit a man, simplicity a child;

With native humour, temp'ring virtuous rage,
Form'd to delight at once, and lash the age;
Above temptation in a low estate,
And uncorrupted, e'en among the great;
A safe companion, and an easy friend,
Unblam'd through life, lamented in the end:
These are thy honours! not that he thy bust
Is mixt with heroes, or with kings thy dust;
But that the worthy and the good shall say,
Striking their pensive bosoms-Here lies Gay.

Here lie the ashes of Mr. John Guy,
The warmest friend, the gentlest companion,
The most benevolent Man;

Who maintained Independency
In low circumstances of fortune;
Integrity

In the midst of a corrupt age,

And that equal serenity of mind,

Which conscious goodness alone can give,

Thro' the whole course of his life.
Favorite of the Muses,

He was led by them to every elegant art;
Refin'd in taste,

And fraught with graces all his own:
In various kinds of Poetry

Superior to many,

Inferior to none.

His works continue to inspire what his
example taught;

Contempt of folly, however adorn'd,
Detestation of vice, however dignified,
Reverence for virtue, however disgraced.

Charles and Catharine, Duke and Duchess
of Queensberry,

Who loved this excellent person living,
And respected him dead,

Caused this monument to be erected to his memory.

Died 1732.

ON HOGARTH,

Who died 1764, aged 67.

The hand of him here torpid lies,

That drew th' essential form of grace; Here, clos'd in death, th' attentive eyes, That saw the manners in the face.

Westminster Abbey.

ON EDWARD EARL OF SANDWICH,

Who was killed, fighting for his King and Country.

In the year 1672, on a new war with the Dutch, the earl of Sandwich was again admiral of the fleet under the duke of York, who being joined by a French squadron under the Count d'Estrées, vice-admiral of France, he came in sight of the Dutch fleet about eight leagues off the Gun-Fleet, on Sunday, May 19; but being separated by hazy weather, the English stood into Southwold Bay, in Suffolk, and lay there at anchor till May 28, when the Dutch fell in with them and surprized them. The day before there was great jollity and feasting, and many country gentlemen were on ship-board, and many sea officers on shore at Southwold Bay, Dunwich, and Aldborough; which remissness the earl of Sandwich taking notice of, was observed to say, "That as the wind stood, the fleet rode in danger of being surprized, and therefore thought it adviseable to weigh anchor, and get out to sea." Yet this advice was slighted by the duke, who having no great friendship for the earl, retorted some words, which were thought to be so far resented by him, as that the next day, out of indignation at his usage, he could not be prevailed on to leave the ship, which he defended with the utmost bravery; and not being sustained as he ought to have been, was sacrificed.

His lordship leading the van with the blue squadron, his own ship the Royal James was the first that fired on the Dutch about seven o'clock in the morning, and made such vigorous attacks, that the Dutch admiral de Ghent was killed in the beginning of the fight. But being over-prest with men of war and fireships, between two or three o'clock, a flag-ship laid himself thwart his hawser; but finding his entertainment too hot, cried out for quarter, whereupon the English entering,

leaving the James naked, the fireships took that advantage, and after he had sunk three of them was grappled by the fourth; when sir Joseph Jordan his vice-admiral, who might have disengaged the earl, sailed up to the red, to the duke's assistance, whereby this noble peer perished in the ship the Royal James, which had a 1000 men on board, of whom 600 were slain upon the deck. And the ship being at last set on fire, the earl retired to his cabin, where he was followed by sir Richard Haddock then his captain, who finding him with a handkerchief before his eyes, he told him of the danger, and advised him to save himself in his boat: but he answered, "he saw how things went, and was resolved to perish with the ship" which soon after blew up, and he, and several brave men were drowned in the sea; but sir Richard Haddock escaped with a shot in his thigh.

In the gazette 13 June, 1672, this article was published by authority. Harwich, June 10. This day the body of the right honourable Edward earl of Sandwich, being (by the order on his coat) discovered floating on the sea, by one of his majesty's ketches, was taken up and brought into this port, where sir Charles Littleton, the governor, receiving it, took immediate care for its embalming, and honourable disposal, till his majesty's pleasure should be known concerning it. For the obtain ing of which, his majesty was attended at Whitehall the next day, by the master of the vessel, who by sir Charles Littleton's order, was sent to present his majesty with the George, found about the body of the said earl, which remained at the time of its taking up, in every part unblemished, saving in some impressions made by the fire upon his face and breast. Upon which his majesty, out of his princely regard to the great deservings of the said earl, and his unexampled performances in this last act of his life, hath resolved to have his body brought up to London, there, at his charge, to receive the rites of fuweral due to his great quality and merits.”