So pious, as she had no time to spare For human thoughts, but was confin'd to pray'r. 'Twas wond'rous how the found an hour to pray. In fickness patient, and in death resign'd, Mrs. MARGARET PASTON, Of BURNINGHAM in O fair, fo young, fo innocent, so sweet, So fair So ripe ripe a judgment, and fo rare a wit, Require at least an age in one to meet. In her they met; but long they could not stay, ON THE MONUMENT O F THE MARQUIS of WINCHESTER, HE E, who in impious times undaunted stood, Which, to preferve them, heav'n confin'd in thee, APPY and free, fecurely bleft; HAPPY and free, My amorous heart was in defpair, To find a new victorious fair. II. Till you descending on our plains, reft; With foreign force renew my chains; III. Your smiles have more of conqu’ring charms, Than all your native country arms: Their troops we can expel with ease, Who vanquish only when we please. |