Here rests awhile, in happier climes to shine,
The Orator, Physician, and Divine:
'Twas his, like Luke, the double task to fill,
To heal the nat'ral, and the moral ill.
You, whose awaken'd hearts his labours blest,
Where ev'ry truth by ev'ry grace was drest;
Oh! let your lives evince that still you feel
Th' effective influence of his fervent zeal.
One spirit rescued from eternal woe
Where nobler fame than marble can bestow;
That lasting monument will mock decay,
And stand, triumphant, at the final day.