I. An Oration in memory of General Montgomery, and of the officers and soldiers, who fell with him, December 31, 1775, before Quebec; delivered, February 19, 1775, in the great Calvinist-Church, Philadelphia, by the ap- pointment, and at the desire, of the honourable Conti- II. An Eulogium on Benjamin Franklin, L. L. D. deliver- ed, March 1, 1791, in the great Lutheran Church Phi- ladelphia; before, and by appointment of, the Ameri- can Philosophical Society; the president and congress of the United States, and sundry other public bodies, also attending by invitation; with an appendix, con- III. The Hermit, in eight numbers; first published at Phi- ladelphia, in the American Magazine; from October 1757 to October 1758, both inclusive. ON DEATH, A RESURRECTION FROM THE DEAD, A FUTURE JUDGMENT, AND AN ETERNAL WORLD TO COME. THE following verses, having been originally printed with the first of the following Sermons, ought not now to be separated from it. When the goodnatured reader is acquainted that they are a collection of the tears of a few young gentlemen, who were fellow students of the deceased, the author knows that he may depend on that candour in favour of them, which he can only hope for, in favour of himself. The truly promising youth, who is the subject of them, died at Philadelphia, August 28th, 1754, being a student in the senior Philosophy Class of the College there. He was the second son of the Hon. JOSIAH MARTIN, Esq. of Antigua, and cousin to SAMUEL MARTIN, Esq. member of Parliament for Camelford, Treasurer to the Princess Dowager of Wales, and Secretary of the Treasury, to whom the Sermon was most respectfully and gratefully inscribed. TO THE AUTHOR, ON HEARING HIS SERMON, UPON THE DEATH OF HIS HOPEFUL PUPIL, OUR DEAR FELLOW STUDENT, MR. WILLIAM THOMAS MARTIN. I CALL no aid, no muses to inspire, VOL I. } 2 For when, in all the charms of language drest, My long-lov'd friend should through my numbers shine, For virtues he had many....'Twas confest That native sense and sweetness fill'd his breast. But cooler reason checks the bold intent, And sweeter than my song, is your harmonious prose! College of Philadelphia, September 5, 1754. } F. HOPKINSON. ON THE SAME, BY A FELLOW STUDENT. AND is your MARTIN gone? Is he no more, Yet hark! soft-whispering reason seems to say, College of Philadelphia, September 6, 1754. S. MAGAW. ON THE SAME, BY A FELLOW STUDENT. WHILE for a pupil lost, your sorrow flows, 3 We too, in humble verse, would treat the theme, By strangers seen and lov'd, by strangers mourn'd; Art thou now sunk in death's tremendous gloom, Ah me! how vain all sublunary joy! Woes following woes, our warmest hopes destroy! But hark!....some voice celestial strikes mine ear, And bids the muse her plaintive strains forbear. "Weep not, fond youths,....it cries, or seems to cry.... "He lives, your MARTIN lives, and treads the sky; "From care, from toil, from sickness snatch'd away, "He shines amid the blaze of heaven's eternal day. J. DUCHE. College of Philadelphia, September 7, 1754. ON THE SAME. CHECK, mournful preacher! check thy streaming woe, Pierce not our souls with grief too great to know; He joys above whom we lament below. Snatch'd from our follies here, he wing'd his way, To mourn for thy lov'd Pupil all approv'd; College of Philadelphia, September 7, 1754. T. BARTON. ON THE SAME. O DEATH! could manly courage quell thy power, Could tears prevail, or healing arts withstand But he is blest where joys immortal flow; College of Philadelphia, September 7, 1754. P. JACKSON. |