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A funeral-oration upon Favorite, my Lady * * * lap-dog by a person of quality.
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Person of quality.
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Graces follow her Sometimes with her in Coach Tride Young Cupids runing by our side Sometimes she Walks with Noble gate Whilst I and Ruine on her wait Till kindly favouring my Feet She makes her own bright Arms my Seat What wou'd you give Alass to be Urania's Favorite like me With her at Table do I Eat And take my Dinner from her Plate Or standing at her Chair am fed Receiving from her hand the Bread What wou'd you give Alass to be Urania's Favorite like me Me on her lovely Lap she lays With me she Sports with me she plays Sometimes her bosom's Snow I beat With Sportive motion of my Feet Sometimes her Mouth I Kiss and Sip The Nectar from her Rosy Lip What wou'd you give Alass to be Urania's Favorite like me At Night I follow her to Bed And on her Bosom lean my Head The little God of Love and I Together on one Pillow lie The Dog which in the Heav'ns appears And Shines among the glorious Stars I Envy not while here I rest For there is Heaven in her Breast What wou'd you give Alass to be Urania's Favorite like me But it is time that I were gone I 've told my tale and so have done Poor Man you Sigh Alass I fear Urania then is too Severe Farewell and may my Mistress be To you as gentle as to me AN Heroic Elegy Upon the DEFUNCT aforesaid Out of the Author of Prince A Quis desiderio sit pudor aut modus Tam chari capitis NOW was the Eastern Sky-dy'd purple spread For fair Aurora's radiant Feet to tread And now the beauteous Morn began to rise Streaking with rosy light the smiling Skies The Fulgent Sun had with an early ray Depo'sd the Shades and Reintron'd the Day When in a Gloomy Cave that nature made In a dark Rock and cover'd with the shade Of spreading Trees that Day cou'd not Invade Pensive Urania fill'd with Grief and dread And pale confusion droopt her lovely Head With rage dilated and with Sorrow blown Like glowing Aetna on Plinlimmon thrown A Velvet Bonnet on her Head and drest For lightness in a thin Embroider'd Vest Wild with her grief distracted with dispair She Strikes her throbbing Breast tears off her Hair And with her Piercing Screams disturbs the Air. When the fierce Tempest had its fury broke With a deep Sigh the Sad Urania spoke Oh my dear Dog how mild had been my doom Hadst thou escap'd I suffer'd in thy room Oh that to see this fatal hour I live And thee and all that 's dear in Life Survive Such on the Ground the fading Rose we see By some rude blast torn from the Parent Tree But sure I shall not long thy absence Mourn I 'le hast to thee thou 'lt not to me return My ill presaging Dreams are brought to bed I started in my Sleep and cry'd my Dog is dead O righteous Heav'n why hast thou rang'd this day Against me all thy Judgments in array On me let all thy Fiery Darts be spent Let not my Crime involve the Innocent And cruel Death Sure Thou wast Nurs'd on th' horrid Alps high tops And feedst thy Hunger with Cerberean Sops Hard marble Rocks might with more ease relent And fire and plague learn sooner to repent Cease heav'nly Viols cease harmonious Flutes Besounding Dulcimers and tuneful Lutes May dire Convulsions for a dismal space Distort pale nature wresting from its place This Globe set to the Sun 's more oblique view And wrench the Poles some Leagues yet more askew Thick Thunderclaps and Lightnings livid glare Disturb the Sky and trouble all the Air. Eclipses Comets Meteors Lightnings Storms Murders and Monsters of tremendous forms Fierce Alpine Allobrogs with slaughter fed In snows and everlasting Winter bred Outrage Distraction Clamor Tumult reign Since Favorite 's gone and ne're will come again Why did not Comets shake their fiery hair And trail their flaming Trains along the Air Why did not Flakes of fire the World amaze And intermixt prodigious Meteors blaze Impetuous roar oreturn Heavens lofty Towers And starry fragments fall in burning showers Conflicting Billows against Billows dash Thunder ' gainst Thunder roar Lightnings ' gainst Lightnings flash Swords clash with Swords Bucklers on Bucklers bray And thro' the World a horrid din convey All mingle Tears your Cries together flow And form a hideous harmony of Woe Oh Fav'rite worthy of a milder fate But Death's blind strokes distinguish not the Great Scarce two full golden-Golden-years are stol'n away Which in Love's Calendar scarce make a Day Wheh first on thee my circling Arms I flung And on thy Neck o'rewhelm'd with Joy I hung A velvet Cap did then thy head equip If my decay'd Remembrance does not trip Too dark th' Eternal's ways are too profound For the most sharp created Wit to sound But sure thy loss was not in Anger meant Heav'n is too just and thou too Innocent page Thou cam'st of the Islandine Noble Race That right Descent from the swift Eurus trace Of lofty Stature and a graceful Air Fear'd by the Males and favour'd by the Fair. Thy Hair Celestial finely spun and wove On Looms divine by all the skill above Bleach'd in th' empyreal Plains till white as Snow Made the long Robe that to thy Feet did flow Let me my Sorrow thus express 't is true A fruitless Grief but all that Love can do Mean time we must this last kind Office pay And Favo'rite's Body to the Dome convey Where his Illustrious Fathers lye Interr'd Who reign'd by Females lov'd by others fear'd Painted and drawn with great Magnificence In lasting Oyl bought at a vast expence Once more Dear Dog farewel till we above Meet in the blissful Realms of Light and Love FINIS In the Epistle Dedicatory Page 5. Line 13. read Support instead of Suppress page 24. 244. 14. 14. 9. 177. 240. 251. 11. 20. 42. 12. 9. 14. 178. 159. 65. 219. 228. 220. 240. 11. 12. 165. 16. 156. 152. 165. 249.
does not lie some one or other of Favorite's great Relations I might tell you how by the Father he is ally'd to Heaven and to the Stars How the Celestial Dog beholding from above beautiful Fanny for Favorite's Mother condescended to dignifie that Name sporting her self in Urania's Garden struck with the Almighty Date of Love and desirous to possess her like Jove of old quitted his bright Abode and descending like a Star-shoot upon Earth compress'd the lovely Nymph in a Bed of Roses and begot our Hero Behold the Extraction of Favorite Such was the Race of Hercules of Achilles of Aeneas half Mortal half Divine But I shall insist no longer on his Pedigree Nam genus proavos quae non fecimus ipsi Vix ea nostra voco Great Descent as it adorns true Merit where it finds it so where it finds it not it does not create it Favorite relies only on his own Deserts for his Fame Favorite reflects back as much Lustre on his Noble Ancestors as he can derive from them But let us return from whence we have digress'd and come to his own Personal Vertues First then Was ever any thing so beautiful Nothing certainly was seen so axquisitely form'd What Star more lovely than his Forehead What Snow more white than his Feet What more delicately turn'd than his Ears What more curiously polish'd than his Neck No Arrow of Cupid's rounder than his Tail No Dove of Venus's smoother and softer than his Back Assuredly the Goddess of Beauty her self were she to appear in the Form of a Four-footed Animal wou'd assume no other Shape than Favorite's Again Was there ever anything so well-manner'd For the purpose If at any time any Ladies of Condition and Quality came to pay their Respects and Devoirs to Urania he was never observ'd like other ill-manner'd Dogs to run with open Mouth to the Door and receive them with the clamorous Salute of his Voice but entertain them with a respectful Silence and introduce them with Civility unto his Mistriss nor during the whole Visit as is also the wont of the rest of Dogs thrust himself in a rude and troublesome manner into their Laps disordering their Dress and with dirty Feet incommoding their Linnen but like a well-bred Creature sit at a due Distance and silently wait the Call of the Ladies A Third remarkable Quality was his cleanliness And truly so clean did he constantly appear with a Body so white so smooth so sleek that one wou'd say Venus her self had comb'd him that all the Cupids had unanimously wash'd him and that all the Graces had elaborately and exquisitely wip'd him And so careful and sollicitous was he to preserve himself so that he avoided all Commerce with the Stables or Kitchin lest he should contract a Filth thereby confining his conversation altogether to the Chamber or the Parlour to the Bed or the Couch Nor wou'd he ever without manifest Shew of Regret commit himself to the Arms of a Foot-man or common Servant as apprehending a Stain from their Embraces and Pollution from their very Touch. In like manner Whenever Nature importun'd him he wou'd privately withdraw from the Company into some solitary Retirement and there obey her Laws Or if she call'd upon him at a Time more unseasonable when he was either in the Arms or Lap of a Lady he wou'd signifie with his Foot or by some certain Tone of his Voice the Necessity that press'd him and admonish her to set him down ' Twou'd be endless a farther Enumeration of his Vertues I shall only mention one Quality more which crowns and consummates all that is to say his unparallell'd Affection to his Mistriss I say Unparallell'd for I believe upon all the Records of Story there is not to Be found an Instance of so unexampl'd and singular a Love in Dog And as on the one hand I may boldly affirm that never had Dog so kind a Mistriss so on the other I may with Truth averr that never had Mistriss so affectionate a Dog Urania's Soul and Body were not more straitly united than were She and her Dog and as soon might she have been separated from her self as from him Wheresoever she went he was still her Companion not her own Thoughts were more constantly with her He wou'd accompany her in her private and in her publick Walks he wou'd attend her in the Park in the Play-house at Balls at the Court and in her Visits he wou'd follow her to her Chamber to her Closet to her Bed he wou'd invade her very Retreats and Solitudes intrude upon her Meditations and Devotions and not permit her to be alone even with her God But that wherein he most manifestly and signally testify'd his Love to his Mistriss was his constant Attendance and Presence in the Time of her late Illness For during the whole Course of her Sickness from the first Moment the Violence of her Indisposition confin'd her to her Bed Favorite was not known to be absent from her one Minute but placing himself at the Top of her Pillow continu'd there to abide and watch by her whole Nights and Days without Intermission Nor cou'd he ever by Force or Flattery be Prevail'd upon to quit his Seat before such time as Urania was perfectly restor'd to her good Condition of Health No Wonder then if a Dog thus excellently endow'd and singularly qualify'd was both admir'd and lov'd was favour'd and caress'd by all that had the least Acquaintance with his Merits Upon the Score of these rare Qualities and Vertues if any Dog assuredly Favorite deserv'd to be immortal But alas every thing beneath the Sun must terminate and have an End After that Favorite had been deservedly the Joy and Delight of the Ladies and that he had arriv'd to the highest Pitch of Happiness attainable here below that is to say had acquir'd particularly the Favour and Love of Urania behold unexpectedly is he taken from us Nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illuc unde negant redire quenquam At vobis malè sit malae tenebrae Orci quae omnia bella devoratis Who can here forbear to grieve forbear to lament Who wou'd not here abundantly weep abundantly sigh What Heart so insensible but wou'd relent and melt What Breast so barbarous but wou'd feel Sentiments of Sorrow Lugete ô Veneres Cupidinésque Weep Ladies weep Gentlemen weep Favorite is dead Urania's beloved Dog is dead Poor Favorite How art thou chang'd from what thou wast but yesterday What a Revolution has one Day made Thou whom but four and twenty Hours ago the Sun beheld in Urania's lovely Lap behold now shortly the cold Earth will contain thee Thou whom she bore about in her tender Arms behold now the rough Embraces of Death do fold thee Thou who wast then thy Mistriss's Joy art now her Grief Thou who wast then our Envy art now our Pity Lastly Thou who wast then so visibly distinguish'd from all other Dogs art now confounded with