Epitaph. On Mr Elijah Fenton, at Easthamstead, in Berks, 1730.
This modest stone, what few vain marbles can,May truly say, Here lies an honest man:A poet, blest beyond the poet's fate,Whom Heaven kept sacred from the proud and great:Foe to loud praise, and friend to learnèd ease,Content with science in the vale of peace.Calmly he look'd on either life, and hereSaw nothing to regret, or there to fear;From Nature's temperate feast rose satisfied,Thank'd Heaven that he had lived, and that he died.
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