INSCRIPTIONS on a Monument to the Memory of a Lady's favourite Bullfinch. David Garrick Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T131163 K104099.003 Dodsley, Robert, 1703-1764. A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands. Vol. III. London printed by J. Hughs, for R. and J. Dodsley 1763 [1st ed. 1758] pp. 240-241. 6v.: music; 8⁰.

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INSCRIPTIONS on a Monument to the Memory of a Lady's favourite Bullfinch . By the Same . On the Front of the Stone . Memoriae Blandientis Volucris Hunc Lapidem posuit D— G— et hoc Nobilissimae Luciae Officii sui Testimonium quale quale est dicavit . On the Right Side . THE goddesses of wit and love Have patroniz'd the owl and dove ; From whose protection both lay claim To immortality and fame : Could wit alone , or beauty , give To birds the same prerogative ; My double claim had fate defy'd , And Countess of R—d. LUCY'S fav'rite ne'er had dy'd . On the Left Side . THO' here my body lies interr'd , I still can be a tell-tale bird ; If DAVID should pollute these shades , And wanton with my lady's maids ; Or DICK sneak out to field or park , To play with MOPSY in the dark ; Or WILL , that noble , generous youth , Should err from wisdom , taste , and truth ; And bless'd with all that's fair and good , Should quit a seast for grosser food : I'll rise again a restless sprite , Will haunt my lonely cage by night ; There swell my throat and plume my wing , And every tale to LUCY sing .