James Parkerson, Characters from Life; Or, Moral Hints…
“ More colours are struck and the reat in dismay.Now Britons again feel a painful sensation, For the loss of a Princess, beloved by us all; There ne’er was a Lady fill’d better her station; Yet Grim Death with his mandate alike strikes the ball.Neither Princes, or Kings, can induce him to tarry, Away from the object he’s order’d to strike; To the aged, or young, to the giddy, or merry. He darts out his arrows and wounds them alike. ”
