Epigram, Occasion'd by some Verses, on a Monument, in Westminster Abbey, An
How lost this pomp of verse! how vain the hope ,
That thought can dwell on Craigs , in view of Pope!
When, upon Rubicon 's fam'd bank is shown
Caesar 's press'd foot, on the remember'd stone;
No traveller once asks the quarry's name,
Whence the coarse grit , by chance distinguish'd came;
But thinks, with rev'rence , here great Julius trod,
And hails the footstep of a Roman God!
That thought can dwell on Craigs , in view of Pope!
When, upon Rubicon 's fam'd bank is shown
Caesar 's press'd foot, on the remember'd stone;
No traveller once asks the quarry's name,
Whence the coarse grit , by chance distinguish'd came;
But thinks, with rev'rence , here great Julius trod,
And hails the footstep of a Roman God!
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