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"He liv'd but for me and for me wou'd have died, "And, sooner than meet him shall Emilt die.

xn. • . •

"My brother, whose anger inflaming a mind

"Once mild as an infant's, with vengeance too just,

"Like lightning, flew swift my seducer to find, "And mingle his treacherous blood with the ..... , dust. . ; * j\

XIII,

Will he too forgive, or will he too forget "That for my sake he wielded the murderous steel?

*< No, his bosom must heave with those agonies

yet,

"His friend's breathless body first taught him to feel.

xiv.

"Accurs'd be the tongue, tho' now silent in death, "Whose accents delusive my senses beguil'd;

"Enveloping poison in flattery's breath,. {. "To steal from her parents, their once happy ) T . child.

"But XV.

* But mem'ry avaunt! why recur to the past?

M Come, come, fellow sufPrer, this coin is yet mine;

"Shall souls form'd like our's turn coward at last?

"At yon tavern we'll drown the reflection in wine."

XVI.

Away, like a maniac, the frail one has fled,

As with counterfeit glee a gay ditty she sung;

Her companion remain'd, while faint, weary, half dead,

From lips deadly-pale were these sentences wrung. .

xvrr.

"Had / but a parent! had 1 but a home, "A sister, a brother, ah had I a friend!

"No more in the streets wou'd I comfortless roam, "No more my long suffering conscience offend.

xvni.

"Might Industry succour the orphan bereft, "How hard wou'd I work for a morsel of bread;

"But where shall the female by character left,' "Find shelter to iiide her disc onsolate head?

"For xix.

"For who will the voice of her agony hear \

"Or who with relief will her misery bless \

"Or who will believe that the tale is sincere

"Which tells of repentance enforced by .distress ?n

XX.

By sobs interrupted, her accents grew weak,

And many a tear fell congeal'd by the frosta

As her sorrow-worn arm scarce supported her cheek,

Yet neither those tears, nor those accents were . *: lost.

XXI.

A being, Benevolence beam'd in his heart,

And the stamp of that feeling his countenance bore,

Overheard her sad plainings unmingled with art, And vow'd to conduct her to virtue once more.

XXII.

Nor did he alone to her sorrows extend
The hand of assistance which led her to peace:

He He became of all penitent suff'rers the friend,

And created a home where their sorrows might cease.

XXIII.

The mansion exists, to his ne'er dying fame

Which this appellation his memory gives:

"The Friend Of Wkong'd Woman," great, gorious name!

It shall ne'er be extinct, while humanity lives!

Our present sire attains his age, 1759.

Meantime his aunt and sister quit Life's stage;

One too we lost, whose potent spell,

Like Orpheus' lyre had moved all hell;

But Handel must not be profaned

By tales which Bards have only feign'd:

The minstrel's lot, we trust, is cast

Where " his majestic strain can only be surpast."

Granby, and many British warriors more,

1760.

This year may add to heroes named before;
When lo! a sudden mist obscures the skv,
Checks the successful stream of victory:

And And thousands with sincerity deplore

That George, their king and father, is no more.*

When great men die who, living, claim respect

From greatness only, on the 'scutchen'd hearse,

In awful grandeur waves each sable plume;

And pomp supplies the place of real regret.

But when the man of worth exchanges life

For better scenes, 'tis not the passing bell,

Nor splendid orgies our attention claim,

But ev'ry thought to one emotion yields,

And unavailing anguish reigns supreme!

This Britain felt, and own'd the mournful truth,

When lost her father, magistrate, and friend, :.._> ,-IJiB1

And doubly, trebly, felt the sacred bond

Of gratitude, for public blessings dealt

From the late much loved source of private virtue,

• October 25th, at Kensington, His Majesty bad risen eatfTy,"' and anxious for news from Germany, he threw up a window sash r to observe the wind, which exertion probably broke a blood vessel; for, very soon after, he fell exclaiming, "Call Amelia!" but was dead before the Princess reached the apartment. He was a soldier, a politician, and the father of his people—a warm temper his only foible; impartial in justice, he administered it with mercy;: sincere and open, he disdained deceit, and was neyer known to break his word. The liberties of Europe, and the constitution of F.ngland, were constantly upheld by his wist and resolute «6n-' duct; and he died in the fulness of his glory,—Vide Lockm* N', &c;.

Another Author says, ".His public characterwas marked.with a predilection for his native country, to which he sacrificed all other motives. If an error, certainly not a very unnatural one"

Lufvman's Element* or History And Chronology.. .

SUMMARf 1

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