TO A
FRIEND,
WHO
Desired me to write on the Death of
King William.
April 20, 1702.
RUST me, dear George, could I in verse but show What sorrow I, what sorrow all men, owe To Nassau's fate, or could I hope to raise A song proportion'd to the Monarch's praise, 4Could I his merits, or my grief, express, And proper thoughts in proper language dress, Unbidden should my pious numbers flow, The tribute of a heart o'ercharg'd with woe; 8
But,