...? &ge. Of no distemper, of no blast lie died, But fell like autumn fruit that mellow'd long : Ev'n wonder'd at, because he dropp'd no sooner. Fate seem'd to wind him up for fourscore years; Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more ; Till, like a clock worn out with eating time, The wheels of weary...

...fire, Or water f By assassinates, or poison \ Speak : Or did he languish under some disease ? j£g e. Of no distemper, of no blast he died, But fell like autumn fruit that mellow'd long : Ev'n wonder'd at, because he dropp'd no sooner. Fate seem'd to wind him up for fourscore years ;...

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...Of no distemper, of no blast he died, But fell like Autumn-fruit that mellowed long, Ev'n wondered at, because he dropp'd no sooner* Fate seem'd to wind him up for fourscore years, Yet freely ran he on ten Winters more ; Till, like a clock worn out with eating time, wheels of weary Life at l^st stood...

..." Of no distemper, of no blast he died, But fell like Autumu-fruit that mellowed long, EVn wondered at, because he dropp'd no sooner. Fate seem'd to wind him up tor fourscore years, Yet freely ran he on ten Winters more ; Till, like a clock worn out with eating...

...But fell like Autumn-fruit that mellowed long, Ev'n wondered at, because he dropp'd no sooner. Kate seem'd to wind him up for fourscore years, Yet freely ran he on ten Winters more ; Till, like a clock worn out with eating time, It has been stated that his age...

...Of no distemper, of no blast he died, But fell like autumn-fruit that mellowed long, Ev'n wondered at, because he dropp'd no sooner. Fate seem'd to wind him up lor fourscore years, Yet freely ran he on ten winters more ; 'Till, like a clock worn out with eating...

...faculties nearly to the la>t. I'o him the lines of Dryden, in "CEdipus," may with justice be applied : " Of no distemper, of no blast he died, But fell, like Autumn fruit that mellow'd long, [sooner ! Kv'n wonder'd at, because he drop'd no Fate seeni'd to wind him up for fourscore y;'ars,...

...no blast he dy'd, But fell like autumn-fruit that mellow'd long: E/n wonder'd at, because he dropt no sooner. Fate seem'd to wind him up for fourscore years ; Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more : 'Till, like a clock worn out with eating time, The wheels of weary...

...no blast he dy'd, But fell like autumn-fruit that mellow'd long: Ev'n wonder'd at, because he dropt no sooner. Fate seem'd to wind him up for fourscore years ; Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more : Till, like a clock worn out with eating time, The wheels of weary...