Written at Tunbridge-Wells, Where the Author Had, the Year Before, Been Honour'd with the Acquaintance of Mrs Strangeways Horner
These Plains, so joyous once to me,
Now sadly chang'd appear:
Hortensia I no more can see,
Who patroniz'd me here.
Fair Excellence, where-e'er you go,
May Kindred Angels wait,
To guard you thro' this Vale of Woe,
To your celestial Seat.
Sage BOERHAAVE! now exert your Art,
New Medicines explore:
A purer, or a nobler Heart,
Ne'er sought thy Aid before.
Your choicest Springs, Germania , give:
Goddess of Health , attend:
Long, long, and happy may she live,
The lonely Stranger's Friend.
Now sadly chang'd appear:
Hortensia I no more can see,
Who patroniz'd me here.
Fair Excellence, where-e'er you go,
May Kindred Angels wait,
To guard you thro' this Vale of Woe,
To your celestial Seat.
Sage BOERHAAVE! now exert your Art,
New Medicines explore:
A purer, or a nobler Heart,
Ne'er sought thy Aid before.
Your choicest Springs, Germania , give:
Goddess of Health , attend:
Long, long, and happy may she live,
The lonely Stranger's Friend.
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