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live. The virtues of a private life Exceed the glorious noise and strife 30 Of battles won; in those we find The solid int'rest of mankind. Approved by all, and loved so well, Though young, like fruit that's ripe, he fell. EPITAPH ON COLONEL CHARLES CAVENDISH.[1] Here lies Charles Ca'ndish; let the marble stone That hides his ashes make his virtue known. Beauty and valour did his short life grace, The grief and glory of his noble race! Early abroad he did the world survey, As if he knew he had not long to stay; Saw what great Alexander in the East, And mighty Julius conquer'd in the West; Then, with a mind as great as theirs, he came To find at home occasion for his fame; 10 Where dark confusion did the nations hide, And where the juster was the weaker side. Two loyal brothers took their sov'reign's part, Employ'd their wealth, their courage, and their art; The elder[2] did whole regiments afford; The younger brought his conduct and his sword. Born to command, a leader he begun, And on the rebels lasting honour won. The horse, instructed by their general's worth, Still made the king victorious in the north. 20 Where Ca'ndish fought, the Royalists prevail'd; Neither his courage nor his judgment fail'd. The current of his vict'ries found no stop, Till Cromwell came, his party's chiefest prop. Equal success had set these champions high, And both resolved to conquer or to die. Virtue with rage, fury with valour strove; But that must fall which is decreed above! Cromwell, with odds of number and of fate, Removed this bulwark of the church and state; 30 Which the sad issue of the war declared, And made his task, to ruin both, less hard. So when the bank, neglected, is o'erthrown, The boundless torrent does the country drown. Thus fell the young, the lovely, and the brave;-- Strew bays and flowers on his honoured grave! [1] 'Charles Cavendish': younger son of the Earl of Devonshire, and brother of Lady Rich; slain in 1643 at Gainsborough, fighting on the king's side, in the twenty-third year of his age. [2] 'The elder': afterwards Earl of Devonshire. EPITAPH ON THE LADY SEDLEY.[1] Here lies the learned Savil's heir, So early wise, and lasting fair, That none, except her years they told, Thought her a child, or thought her old. All that her father knew or got, H
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