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O EARTH! to his remains indulgent be, Who so much care and cost bestow'd on thee; Who crown'd thy barren hills with useful shade, And cheer'd with tinkling rills each silent glade; Here taught the day to wear a thoughtful gloom, And there enliven'd Nature's vernal bloom. Propitious Earth! lie lightly on his head, And ever on his tomb thy vernal glories spread!