Be kind to my remains; and oh defend,
Against your judgment, your departed friend!
Whate’er he did was done with so much ease,
In him alone ‘t was natural to please.
For pity melts the mind to love.
Better to hunt in fields for health unbought
Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught.
The wise for cure on exercise depend;
God never made his work for man to mend.
A fiery soul, which, working out its way,
Fretted the pygmy-body to decay,
And o’er-inform’d the tenement of clay.
A daring pilot in extremity;
Pleas’d with the danger, when the waves went high
He sought the storms.
Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
Wit will shine
Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
Great wits are sure to madness near allied,
And thin partitions do their bounds divide.
Old as I am, for ladies’ love unfit,
The power of beauty I remember yet.
So softly death succeeded life in her,
She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
And all to leave what with his toil he won
To that unfeather’d two-legged thing, a son.
When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!
Since heaven’s eternal year is thine.
Resolv’d to ruin or to rule the state.
He trudg’d along unknowing what he sought,
And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
Her wit was more than man, her innocence a child.
And heaven had wanted one immortal song.
Love taught him shame; and shame, with love at strife,
Soon taught the sweet civilities of life.
He was exhal’d; his great Creator drew
His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
But wild Ambition loves to slide, not stand,
And Fortune’s ice prefers to Virtue’s land.
She hugg’d the offender, and forgave the offence:
Sex to the last.
A very merry, dancing, drinking,
Laughing, quaffing, and unthinking time.
The people’s prayer, the glad diviner’s theme,
The young men’s vision, and the old men’s dream!
Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call to-day his own;
He who, secure within, can say,
To-morrow, do thy worst, for I have liv’d to-day.
Fool, not to know that love endures no tie,
And Jove but laughs at lovers’ perjury.