Strength of judgement, and exercising all these,
In the whole course of his life, with
An unutterable steadiness in the ways of virtue,
He became the ornament, and

Example of his age, beloved by good men,
Feared by bad, admired by all,

Though imitated, alas! by few,
And scarce paralleled by any :

But a tomb-stone can neither contain bis
Character, nor is marble necessary to transmit
It to posterity; it is engraved on the minds
Of this generation, and will be
Always legible in his inimitable writings :
Nevertheless, he having served near
Twenty years successively in parliament, and that
With such wisdom, dexterity, integrity, and courage,
As became a true patriot,

The town of Kingston upon Hull, From whence he was constantly deputed to the Assembly, lamenting in his death the public loss, Have erected this monument of Their grief and gratitude, 1688. He died in the 58th year of his age, On the 16th of August, 1678.

This gentleman was born at Kingston upon Hull, in the year 1620, which place he represented in five successive parliaments; during which time he never neglected his duty in the house, and constantly supported the privileges of his fellow subjects.

Being in very low circumstances, he told his constituents, that he could not discharge his duty to them, unless they allowed him his wages, which was only two shillings a day: the corporation not only complied with this request, but also rechose him at every election, during the remainder of his life.

The king was very desirous of bringing Marvell over to his measures; and for that purpose desired the Earl of Danby, high treasurer, to offer him any sum of money he thought proper to accept, on condition that he would vote for the court: it was some time before the Earl could find out Mr Marvel!'s lodgings; for his circumstances were so low, that he was obliged to reside up two pair of stairs, in an alley in the Strand: to this mean place the Earl went, where he found the upright pa triot sitting in a room so poorly furnished, as even to disgrace the character of a footman.

As soon as Mr. Marvell saw the high treasurer of England enter his room, he concluded that he had made an appointment to meet some female of the town, and therefore told him he was mistaken; but the Earl shut the door and sat down. After a proper introduction, he told Mr. Marvell, that he came to him by order of his majesty, with a present of a thousand pounds and that he should have his choice of any place that he would accept, on condition of his voting for the court: to which the patriot answered, that he would do his duty to his country as long as he lived, without the least view of any other reward except the approbation of his own conscience. "If the court," says he, "can bring any bill into the house for the good of the people, nothing on my part shall be wanting to support it; but if otherwise, neither power shall frighten, nor money bribe me from my duty." The Earl begged of him, in the most earnest manner, to accept of the money without any conditions being stipulated; but he answered, that he would not so much as bring himself under the power of temptation; "for were I," says he, "to accept of

the money, gratitude would oblige me to vote in support of your measures."

The Earl, finding it was impossible to prevail on him to accept the offer, went away; soon after which, such were the distresses of Mr. Marvell at this very time, that he sent and borrowed a guinea of a friend, till he could receive a remittance from Yorkshire.

He continued to serve his country in parliament till his death, and as he lived at the expence of his constituents, so from his distressed situation at the close of his life, they were obliged to bury him.

He was the last member of parliament who received pay from his constituents.

St. Saviour's Southwark.

In memory of

RICHARD HUMBLE, Esq.

Alderman of London,
1616.

Like to the damask rose you see,
Or like the blossom on the tree,
Or like the dainty flow'r of May,
Or like the morning of the day,
Or like the sun, or like the shade,
Or like the gourd which Jonas had.

Even so is man, whose thread is spun,
Drawn out, and cut, and so is done :
The rose withers, the blossom blasteth,
The flower fades, the morning hasteth,

The sun sets, the shadow flies,
The gourd consumes, and man he dies.

St. Clement Danes Burying Ground.

Here lie the remains of

Honest JOE MILLER,
Who was a tender husband,

A sincere friend,

A factious companion,

And an excellent comedian.

He departed this life the 15th day of August, 1738, Aged 54 years.

If humour, wit, and honesty, could save
The humourous, witty, honest, from the grave,
The grave had not so soon this tenant found,
Whom honesty, wit, and humour crown'd.

Or could esteem and love preserve our breath,
And guard us longer from the stroke of death;
The stroke of death on him had later fell,
Whom all mankind esteem'd and lov'd so well.

On the Earl of Kildare.

Who kill'd Kildare? who dar'd Kildare to kill? Death kill'd Kildare, who dare kill whom he will.

Harrow Church Yard.

ON A YOUNG LADY.

Sleep on thou fair, and wait the Almighty's will, Then rise unchanged, and be an angel still.

ON BONNEL THORNTON, Esq.

Ob. May 9, 1763.

Whoe'er thou art who seest this honour'd shrine,
One moment pause-and add a tear to mine,
A manly tear, to his fair mem'ry due,
Who felt such feelings as are known to few;
Whose wit (tho' keen) benevolence supprest,
Who never penn'd a satire, but in jest.

'Tis now, oh! death! thy poignant sting we own!
'Tis now, oh! grave! thy victory is shown!
For lo! herein full prematurely lie

The only part of Thornton which could die.

Limehouse.

On Capt. CUTHBERT SWADLE.

O Lord, we give our spirits up
And trust them in thy hand,
In hopes our flesh awhile will rest,
And rise at thy command.