No man can tell his time or breath;
I might have died as soon as then,
If I had had physician men.
ON GENERAL WOLFE.
On the death of General Wolfe, a premium was offered for the best epitaph on that officer. One of the candidates for the prize sent a poem, of which the following stanza is a specimen:—
He marched without dread or fears,
At the head of his bold grenadiers;
And what was more remarkable—nay, very particular—
He climbed up rocks that were perpendicular.