Sed qui succisas doleo fuccidar et ipse,
Et priùs huic parilis quàm creverit altera filva
Flebor, et, exequiis parvis donatus, habebo
Defixum lapidem tumulique cubantis acervum.

Tam fubitò periiffe videns tam digna manere
Agnofco humanas fortes et triftia fata-
Sit licàt ipfe brevis, volucrique fimillimus umbræ,
Et homini brevior citiùsque obitura voluptas,

EPITAPH ON A HARE.

Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue,

Nor swifter greyhound follow,
Whose foot ne'er tainted morning dew,

Nor ear heard huntsman's hallo',

Old Tiney, furliest of his kind,

Who, nurs'd with tender care, And to domestic bounds confin'd,

Was still a wild Jack-hare.

Though duly from my hand he took

His pittance ev'ry night, He did it with a jealous look,

And, when he could, would bite.

His diet was of wheaten bread

And milk, and oats, and straw , Thistles, or lettuces instead,

With fand to scour his maw.

On twigs of hawthorn he regal'd,

On pippins' russet peel,
And, when his juicy salads fail'd,

Slic'd carrot pleas'd him wella

A Turkey carpet was his lawn

Whereon he lov'd to bound, To skip and gambol like a fawn,

And swing his rump around.

His frisking was at evening hours,

For then he lost his fear,
But most before approaching show'rs,

Or when a storm drew near.

Eight years and five round-rolling moons

He'thus saw steal away, Dozing out all his idle noons,

And ev'ry night at play.

I kept him for his humour' sake,

For he would oft beguile My heart of thoughts that made it ache,

And force me to a smile.

But now, beneath this walnut shade

He finds his long, laft home, And waits, in snug concealment laid,

Till gentler Puss shall come.

He, ftill more aged, feels the shocks

From which no care can save, And, partner once of Tiney's box,

Mult soon partake his grave.

EPITAPHIUM ALTERUM,

Hic etiam jacet
Qui totum novennium vixit

Puss.
Siste paulisper
Qui præteriturus es
Et tecum fic reputa
Hunc neque canis venaticus
Nec plumbum mislilc

Nec laqueus
Nec imbres nimii

Confecêre
Tamen mortuus eft

Et moriar ego.