When WALLER, kindling with celeftial rage,
View'd the bright Harley of that wond'ring age,
His pleasing pain he taught the lute to breathe;
The Graces fung, and wove his myrtle wreath.----
His Muse, by Nature form'd to please the fair,
Or fing of herves with majettick air,
To melting Itrains attun'd her voice, and frove
To waken all the tender pow'rs of love.----
The florid and fublime, the grave and gay,
From WALLER's heams imbibe a purer ray.----
Maker and model of melodious verse!
Accept these votive honours at thy hearse.
EDINBURG:
AT THE Apollo Press, by the MARTINS,
Anno 1784.