WRITTEN IN MR. HUME's HISTORY

Big with the tales of other years, Here lays the historic tome; Which to the pensive mind appears, A deep capacious tomb:

Where long embalm'd by Clio's hand, The patriot and the slave; Who sav'd, and who betray'd the land, Press one extensive grave:

With those that grasp'd the imperial helm, And trod the path of pow'r: With those who grac'd fair learning's realm, And beauty's fairer bow'r:

If thus th' illustrious close their scene, Oblivion then may laugh; What flows from Hume's immortal pen, Is but an Epitaph!