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O MEMORY! thou fond deceiver,

Still importunate and vain, To former joys recurring ever,

And turning all the past to pain ;

Thou, like the world, the opprest oppressing,

Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe; And he who wants each other blessing,

In thee must ever find a foe.

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CLOWN'S REPLY.

JOHN TROTT was desir’d by two witty peers, To tell them the reason why asses had ears; “ An't please you,” quoth John, “I'm not given to

- letters,

“Nor dare I pretend to know more than my betters. “Howe'er from this time I shall ne'er see your graces, “ As I hope to be sav'd! without thinking on asses."

Edinburgh, 1753.

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EPITAPH

EPITAPH

ON

EDWARD PURDON.*

HERE lies poor NED PURDON,from misery freed,

Who long was a bookseller's hack:
He led such a damnable life in this world,

I don't think he'll wish to come back

* This gentleman was educated at Trinity College, Dublin; but having wasted his patrimony, he enlisted as a foot soldier. Growing tired of that employment, he obtained his discharge, and became a scribbler in the newspapers.

He translated Voltaire's HENRIADE.

AN

AN

E L E G Y

ON THE

GLORY OF HER SEX,

MRS. MARY BLAIZE.

GOOD people all, with one accord,

Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word

From those who spoke her praise.

The needy seldom pass'd her door,

And always found her kind; She freely lent to all the poor,

Who left a pledge behind.

She strove the neighbourhood to please,

With manners wond'rous winning; And never follow'd wicked ways,

Unless when she was sinning.

At

At church, in silks and satins new,

With hoop of monstrous size ;" She never slumber'd in her

pew, But when she shut her eyes.

Her love was sought, I do aver,

By twenty beaux and more;
The king himself has followed her,-

When she has walk'd before.

But now her wealth and finery fled,

Her hangers-on cut short all ; The doctors found, when she was dead,

Her last disorder mortal.

Let us lament, in sorrow sore,

For Kent-street well may say, That had she liv'd a twelvemonth more,

She had not dy'd to-day.

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