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serious, I do not know what it is to be melancholy ; and can 

 therefore take a view of nature in her deep and solemn 

 scenes, with the same pleasure as in her most gay and 

 delightful ones. By this means I can improve myself with 

 those objects which others consider with terror. When I 

 look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy 

 dies in me; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every 

 inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of 

 parents upon a tomb-stone, my heart melts with compassion ; 

 when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider 

 the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly 

 follow: When I see kings lying by those who deposed 

 them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or 

 the holy men that divided the world with their contests 

 and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on 

 the little competitions, factions, and debates of mankind. 

 When I read the several dates of the tombs, of some that 

 died yesterday, and some six hundred years ago, I consider 

 that great day when we shall all of us be contemporaries, 

 and make our appearance together."* 



Rev. John Lawrence published " The Clergyman's Re- 

 creation, shewing the Pleasure and Profit of the Art of Gar- 

 dening;" 8vo. 1714. Also a poem, called " Paradise Re- 

 gained, or the Art of Gardening;" 8vo. 1728. The sixth 

 edition of " The Clergyman's Recreation" has " the effigies 

 of the author, engraved by Vertue." I have seen eight 

 copies of this sixth edition, and in neither of them has this 

 portrait been. No doubt the collecting to form Granger's, 

 has deprived each copy of its portrait. This is an expres- 

 sive portrait, ornamented with a vine wreath, and with a 

 rich cornucopia or clusters of ripe fruit. The original pic- 



* Perhaps there are few pages that more awfully paint the sacredness of 

 this spot, than page 36 in the fifth edition of Dr. Alison's Essays on Taste. 



