r Butler, author of Hudibras.

While Butler, needy wretch, was yet alive, No generous patron would a dinner give. See him when starv'd to death, and turn'd to dust, Prefixed with a monumental butt! The poet's fate is here in emblem shown; He asked for Bread, and he receiv'd a Stone.

We shall close this section with an epigram written on the well-known story of Apollo and Daphne, by Mr Smart.

When Phoebus was amorous and long'd to be rude, Miss Daphne cry'd Pitu! and ran swift to the wood; And rather than do such a naughty affair, She became a fine laurel to deck the god's hair. The nymph was, no doubt, of a cold constitution; For sure, to turn tree was an odd resolution! Yet in this she behav'd like a true modern spouse, For she fled from his arms to distinguish his brows.

Sect. XII. Of the Epitaph.

These compositions generally contain some eulogium of the virtues and good qualities of the deceased, and have a turn of seriousness and gravity adapted to the