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tain an antipathy towards them, perfectly He- 

 brew. To be genuine, and of catholic ufe, all 

 principles mud be permitted to have their uni- 

 verfal efTecl. 



The following verfes, which I cut, I know 

 not when, and out of I know not what news- 

 paper, I infert to have the pleafure of telling 

 the author, whoever he be (if chance mould di- 

 rect this book into his hands) that I read the 

 goodnefs of his heart, in the humanity of his 

 mufe. 



EPITAPH ON A FAVOURITE HORSE. 



Though long untrodden on poetic ground, 



On me no Pegafean duit is found ; 



Your kind afliftance, gentle Mules, lend, 



To pay this tribute to a parted friend ; 



Let no rough trotting lines my theme difgrace, 



But fmoothly canter in harmonious pace. 



Sorrell, deceas'd, demands my grateful lay, 



The willing Sorrell to his lateft day. 



Upright he jogg'd through life's myfterious round, 



In Temper gentle, Conftitution found. 



Stranger to Vice, no guilty Start he knew, 



Excell'd by none, and equall'd but by few. 



Whether the full portmanteau to fuftain, 



Or proudly gallop o'er th' extended plain : 



To fmoke the foremofl in th' eager chace, 



Or fliine unrivall'd in the unequal race ; 



Sorrell, in each, two grateful Lords obey'd, 



Who lov'd him living, and lament him dead. 



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