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Could Beauty, Learning, Talents, Virtue, save

From the dark confines of th'insatiate grave;

This frail memorial had not ask'd a tear,

O'er 's cold ashes, sadly mouldering here:

Friendship's chaste flame, her ardent bosom fired,

And bright Religion all her Soul inspired: