On Thames's banks a gentle youth
For Lucy sighed with matchless truth,
And
Your shape, your lips, your eyes are still the same.
[67] Her son was that eccentric and profligate Lord Lyttelton, whose supernatural death-bed horrors have been the subject of so much speculation. He left no children.
The present Earl of Mountnorris, (so distinguished for his Oriental travels when Lord Valentia,) is the grandson of Lucy Fortescue.
[68] Lord Lyttelton's Works, 4to.
[69] Born in Dublin, 1679; died 1717.