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      CONCLUSION OF THE EPITAPH BY COW £ KR ON HIS TAME HARl ^ Hie etiam jacet ^ Qui totucft uovennium vixit , Puss—Siste paulisper Qui prseteriturus es ,

      Et tecum sic reputa — c Hunc neque canis venaticus Nee plumbum missile , Nee laqueus , Nee imbres nimii , OonfecSre .

      Tamen mortuus est , Et moriar ego / And here , his nine lives spent , poor Puss Old Tiney ' s comrade , lies ; Stop ^ gentle passenger ^ and thus . One moment moralise .

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      Graminei colics , et amsenae in vallibiis umbrae ? Fata modo dederint quas olim , in rure paterno , Delicias , procul arte , procul formidine , novi , Quana vellem ignotus ^ quod mens mea semper avebat f Ante larem proprium placidam exspectare senectarn : Turn demum , exacris non infeliciter annis , Sortiri taciturn lapidem , aut sub cespite condi !

      The WISH . Ye verdant hills , ye soft umbrageous vales , Kann'd by light Zephyr ' s health-inspiring gales ? Ye woods , whose boughs in rich luxuriance wave ^ Ye sparkling rivulets , whose waters lave Those meads , where erst , at morning ' s dewy prime

      ( Reckless of shoals beneath the stream of Time ) My vagrant feet your flowery margin press ed Whilst Heaven gave back the sunshine in my breast ; O would the powers that rule my wayward lot Restore me to the lone paternal cot IThere , far from folly , Fraud ' s ensnaring wiles , The world ' s dark frown , or still more dangerous smiles

      Let peaceful duties peaceful hours engage , Till , winding gently down the slope of age , Tranquil I mark life ' s swift declining ray Fling-ffceper shades athwart my lessening way , And pleas'd ^ at last , shake off this ' mortal coiT Again to mingle with its kindred soil . Beneath the grassy turf , or silent stone , Unseen the path I trod—my resting-pla . ee unknown !

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    • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Sept. 2, 1811, page 546, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2420/page/34/