A lively Spirit and a Conscience clear,
A Taste that seem’d instinctively to fly
The base and mean, were found in Emely.
Hers was a Beauty every Eye approv’d,
Hers the meek sweetness that all tempers mov’d.
The Grave esteem’d her, and the gay and light 870
Affected Prudence in the Virgin’s sight.
Thus Good and happy, of her Friends the pride,
No Wishes hidden and no Wants denied,
She liv’d serenely, honour’d and belov’d,