Poetical Works

Epitaph on Claude Phillips, an Itinerant Musician

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Phillips! whose touch harmonious could remove

The pangs of guilty power and hapless love,

Rest here; distress'd by poverty no more,

Find here that calm thou gav'st so oft before;

Sleep undisturb'd within this peaceful shrine,

Till angels wake thee with a note like thine.

[Footnote 1: 'Claude Phillips:' a Welsh travelling fiddler, greatly admired.]