EPIGRAM.* BEHOLD! a proof of Irish sense; Here Irish wit is seen! When nothing's left that's worth defence, *The Dean, in his lunacy, had some intervals of sense; at which his guardians or physicians took him out for the air. On one of these days, when they came to the Park, Swift re marked a new building, which he had never seen, and asked what it was designed for? To which Dr Kingsbury answered, "That, Mr Dean, is the magazine for arms and powder for the security of the city." "Oh! oh!" says the Dean, pulling out his pocket-book, "let me take an item of that. This is worth remarking: My tablets,' as Hamlet says, my tablets-memory put down that!" Which produced the above lines, said to be the last he ever wrote. EPITAPH, INSCRIBED ON A MARBLE TABLET, IN BERKELEY CHURCH, GLOUCESTERSHIRE. H.S. E. CAROLUS Comes de BERKELEY, Vicecomes DURSLEY, Ex illo discas, Lector, quod, superstite patre, Fuit à sanctioribus consiliis et Regi GULIEL. et ANNE Reginæ, Denique ad Turcarum primum, deinde ad Roman. Imperatorem Sed restat adhuc, præ quo sordescunt cætera, EPITAPH ON FREDERICK DUKE OF SCHOMBERG.* Hic infra situm est corpus FREDERICI DUCIS DE SCHOMBERG. ad BUDINDAM occisi, A. D. 1690. DECANUS et CAPITULUM maximopere etiam atque etiam petierunt, UT HÆREDES DUCIS monumentum In memoriam PARENTIS erigendum curarent: Sed postquam per epistolas, per amicos, diu ac sæpè orando nil profecêre; Hunc demum lapidem ipsi statuerunt, †Saltem ut scias, hospés, 'Ubinam terrarum SCONBERGENSIS cineres delitescunt. ". Plus potuit fama virtutis apud alienos, *The Duke was unhappily killed in crossing the river Boyne, July 1690, and was buried in St Patrick's cathedral; where the dean and chapter erected a small monument to his honour, at their own expence.-N. The words that Dr Swift first concluded the epitaph with, were, "Saltem ut sciat viator indignabundus, quali in cellulâ tanti ductoris cineres delitescunt."-N. VERSES WRITTEN DURING LORD CARTERET'S ADMINISTRATION OF IRELAND. As Lord Carteret's residence in Ireland as Viceroy was a series of cabals against the authority of the prime minister, he failed not, as well from his love of literature as from his hatred to Walpole, to attach to himself as much as possible the distinguished author of the Drapier Letters. By the interest which Swift soon gained with the Lord-Lieutenant, he was enabled to recommend several friends, whose High Church or Tory principles had hitherto obstructed their preferment. The task of forwarding the views of Delany, in particular, led to several of Swift's liveliest poetical effusions, while, on the other hand, he was equally active in galling, by his satire, Smedley, and other Whig beaux esprits, who, during this amphibious administration, sought the favour of a literary Lord-Lieutenant, by literary offerings and poetical adulation. These pieces, with one or two connect. ed with the same subject, are here thrown together, as they seem to reflect light upon each other. |