Epitaphium in Amatum Canem. INjuriofo Pede, ne proruas ftantem Columnam, Sifte Viator, nec mirare Summo efferri honore Extinctum Catulum, Ah Quantum! Quem forma infignis, nivenfque candor, Mores, Gratia, facilifque Lufus, Amor, Obfequium, Fides Delicias Domini fecere ; Cujus lateri adhafit affiduus Conviva, fociufque Fori, Illo Comite; Vis Animi Herilis delaffata, Ingenium, mentemque novam fumebat; Iftis pro meritis Herus non Ingratus Marmorea in Urna mortuum Deflens locavit, R. M. D. F. Thus Thus English'd. Injurious Foe, No further go, But ftay a while, nor wonder, Should look as big As Black Cap or as Thunder, His Manners and Grace With a ludicrous Face, Which were the Delight of his Lord, Whofe Faith and whofe Love, These made him his Dove, And Companion at Bed, and at Board. No Spleen could come nigh, With no Evil my Mind was poffeft, Now with weeping and wailing, 1 here do commit him to Reft. SON G. Shrine; Hould I dye by the Force of good Wine, Engrave this Story on my Tomb: "Here lies a Body once fo brave, Since thus to dye will purchase Fame, Drink, Drink away; Drink, Drink away, And dare to be nobly interr'd; Let Mifers and Slaves Sneak into their Graves, And rot in a dirty Church-Yard. A COMPLIMENT TO A Young LADY, Of a Beautiful Complection. I'LL tell you how the Rofe at first grew red, You blufh'd, the Rofe ftrait red'ned at the The Lilly kifs'd your Hand, and fo grew White. Before th The Lilly of its Palenefs did complain. You have the Native Colours, they the Dye, THE Solid Content O F PHILOSOPHY AND THE MUSE S O, fordid Earth, and hope not to bewitch She bears no Appetite that flags fo low. Should both the Indies fhare their Wealth to me, Nor this with Gold, nor that with Orient Spice; For |