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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512675" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Epitaph on Sir Thomas Hanmer, Bart.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou who survey'st these walls with curious eye,<br>Pause at this tomb where Hanmer's ashes lie;<br>His various worth through varied life attend,<br>And learn his virtues while thou mourn'st his end.<br>His force of genius burn'd in early youth,<br>With thirst of knowledge, and with love of truth;<br>His learning, joined with each endearing art,<br>Charm'd every ear, and gain'd every heart.<br>Thus early wise, the endanger'd real to aid,<br>His country call'd him from the studious shade;<br>In life's first bloom his public toils began,<br>At once commenced the senator and man.<br>In business dexterous, weighty in debate,<br>Thrice ten long years he labour'd for the state;<br>In every speech persuasive wisdom flow'd, <br>In every act refulgent virtue glow'd;<br>Suspended faction ceased from rage and strife,<br>To hear his eloquence, and praise his life.<br>Resistless merit fix'd the senate's choice,<br>Who hail'd him Speaker with united voice.<br>Illustrious age! how bright thy glories shone,<br>When Hanmer fill'd the chair - and Anne the throne.<br>Then when dark art obscured each fierce debate,<br>When mutual frauds perplex'd the maze of state,<br>The Moderator firmly mild appear'd -<br>Beheld with love - with veneration heard.<br>This task perform'd - he sought no gainful post<br>Nor wish'd to glitter at his country's cost;<br>Strict on the right he fix'd his stedfast eye,<br>With temperate zeal, and wise anxiety;<br>Nor e'er from Virtue's paths was lured aside,<br>To pluck the flowers of pleasure or of pride.<br>Her gifts despis'd, Corruption blush'd and fled,<br>And Fame pursued him where Conviction led.<br>Age call'd, at length, his active mind to rest,<br>With honour sated, and with cares oppress'd;<br>To letter'd ease retired and honest mirth,<br>To rural grandeur, and domestic worth:<br>Delighted still to please mankind, or mend,<br>The patriot's fire yet sparkled in the friend.<br>Calm Conscience then, his former life survey'd,<br>And recollected toils endeared the shade,<br>Till Nature call'd him to the general doom,<br>And Virtue's sorrow dignified his tomb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Samuel+Johnson">Samuel Johnson</a><div class=q>
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Pause at this tomb where Hanmer's ashes lie;
His various worth through varied life attend,
And learn his virtues while thou mourn'st his end.
His force of genius burn'd in early youth,
With thirst o..."></div>
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