on the Epithet here given
to the Doctor, we may readily conclude, that the Honour of this
Invention belongs more particularly to that ingenious Profession.
How lovely is the Account of the Departure of his Soul from his Body:
And so with Peace and Quietness
He left the World below.
Placida[que] demum ibi morte quievit.
And up into the Fairy Land
His Soul did fleeting go.
----At AEthereas repetit mens ignea sedes.
Whereas the Fairy Queen receiv'd
With happy Mourning Cheer
The Body of this valiant Knight,
Whom she esteem'd so dear;
For with her dancing Nymphs in Green
She fetch'd him from his Bed,
With Musick and with Melody,
As soon as Life was fled.
----Et fotum gremio Dea tollit in Altos
Idaliae lucos----
So one of our Modern Poets;
Thither the Fairys and their Train resort,
And leave their Revels, and their midnight Sport.
We find in all the most celebrated Poets some Goddess that takes upon
her to be the peculiar Guardian of the Hero, which has been carry'd on
very elegantly in this Author.
But agen;
For whom King _Arthur_ and his Knights,
Full forty Days did mourn,
And in Remembrance of his name,
Who was so strangely born,
He built a Tomb of Marble grey,
And Year by Year did come,
To celebrate the Mournful Day,
And Burial of _Tom Thumb_,
Whose Fame lives here in _England_ still,
Among the Country sort,
Of whom their Wives and Children small,
Tell Tales of pleasant Sport.
So _Ovid_;
----Luctus monumenta manebunt
Semper Adoni mei, repetita[que] mortis Imago
Annua plangoris peragit simulamina Nostri.
Nor is this Conclusion unlike one of the best Latin Poems this Age has
produc'd.
Tu Taffi AEternum vives, tua munera Cambri
Nunc etiam Celebrant, quoties[que] revolvitur Annus
Te memorant, Patrium Gens tota tuetur Honorem,
Et cingunt viridi redolentia tempora Porro.
And now, tho' I am very well satisfied with this Performance, yet,
according to the usual Modesty of us Authors, I am oblig'd to tell the
World, _it will be a great Satisfaction to me, knowing my own
Insufficiency_, if I have given but some Hints of the Beauties of this
Poem, which are capable of being improv'd by those of greater Learning
and Abilities. And I am glad to find by a Letter I have receiv'd from
one of the _Literati_ in _Holland_, That the learned _Huffius_, a great
Man of our Nation, is about the T
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