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EPITAPH ON THE HON. SIMON HARCOURT, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: To this sad shrine, who'er thou art! Draw near
Last Line: And with a father's sorrows mix his own!


(ONLY SON OF THE LORD CHANCELLOR HARCOURT)

AT THE CHURCH OF STANTON-HARCOURT IN
OXFORDSHIRE, 1720

To this sad Shrine, who'er thou art, draw near,
Here lies the Friend most lov'd, the Son most dear:
Who ne'er knew Joy, but Friendship might divide,
Or gave his Father grief, but when he dy'd.

How vain is Reason, Eloquence how weak,
If Pope must tell what HARCOURT cannot speak?
Oh let thy once-lov'd Friend inscribe thy Stone,
And with a Father's Sorrows mix his own!





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