IN THE CHURCH OF WITHYHAM IN SUSSEX Dorset, the Grace of Courts, the Muses Pride, Patron of Arts, and Judge of Nature, dy'd! The Scourge of Pride, tho' sanctify'd or great, Of Fops in Learning, and of Knaves in State: Yet soft his Nature, tho' severe his Lay, His Anger moral, and his Wisdom gay. Blest Satyrist! who touch'd the Mean so true, As show'd, Vice had his Hate and Pity too. Blest Courtier! who could King and Country please, Yet sacred keep his Friendships, and his Ease. Blest Peer! his great Forefathers ev'ry Grace Reflecting, and reflected in his Race; Where other Buckhursts, other Dorsets shine, And Patriots still, or Poets, deck the Line. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A DOG by JOSEPHINE PRESTON PEABODY A PRAYER by EDWARD ROWLAND SILL A SUPPLEMENT OF AN IMPERFECT COPY OF VERSES OF MR. WILL. SHAKESPEARE'S by JOHN SUCKLING THE BREAKING by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON TO MRS. MARISSAL by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD DON JUAN: CANTO 14 by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE PROPHET by THOMAS CURTIS CLARK ELEGY UPON DOCTOR CHADDERTON, THE FIRST MASTER OF EMANUEL COLLEGE by JOHN CLEVELAND |