TO MISS — OF DUBLIN, ON THE DEATH OF HER MOTHER. George Monck Berkeley 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. T142950 K111746.000 Berkeley, George Monck, 1763-1793. Poems: by the late George-Monck Berkeley, Esq. ... With a preface by the editor, consisting of some anecdotes of Mr. Monck Berkeley and several of his friends. London printed by J. Nichols; and sold by Messrs. Leigh and Sotheby; Mr. Edwards; Mr. Cooke, Oxford; Mr. Todd, York; Messrs. Simmons and Co.; Messrs. Flackton, Marrable, and Claris; and Mr. Bristow, Canterbury 1797 p. 11. viii,DCXXXII,212p.,plate: port.; 4⁰.

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TO MISS — A near relation of Mr. B's father , to whom her brothers were under great obligations for amiable attentions during their nine years' sojourn at Harrow School . She never paid the least attention to his parents on the ever-to-be-lamented death of their excellent son , for whom , when living , she was vain of boasting a friendship : her name is therefore erased . OF DUBLIN , ON THE DEATH OF HER MOTHER . EMBOSOM'D in the bloom-bespangled thorn , The lonely Minstrel wakes her strain forlorn , And to the ear of Night unfolds her tale , Of ceaseless sorrow , and of widow'd wail : Thus , bending 'neath a more than common woe , At Mem'ry's shrine thy tears incessant flow . Yet why , ah , why , with cheerless gloom o'ercast , Still ponder o'er th' irrevocable past ? Why , weeping , bend o'er Virtue's hallow'd tomb , Whence Hope , immortal Hope , dispels the gloom ? To her mild sway thy tortur'd breast resign , And make , dear maid , her balmy pleasures thine .