So ſtreams from either pole.
Thro’ diff’rent tracks their wat’ry journies rowl;
Then in the blending ocean loſe their name,
And with conſenting waves and mingl’d tides forever flow the ſame.
Colonel Codrington.
This gentleman was of the firſt rank of wit and gallantry. He received his education at All Souls College in the univerſity of Oxford, to which he left a donation of 30,000 l. by his will, part of which was to be appropriated for building a new library[1]. He was many years governour of the Leeward Iſlands, where he died, but was buried at Oxford. He is mentioned here, on account of ſome ſmall pieces of poetry, which we wrote with much elegance and politeneſs. Amongſt theſe pieces is an epilogue to Mr. Southern’s tragedy called The Fate of Capua, in which are the following verſes;
Wives ſtill are wives, and he that will be billing,
Muſt not think cuckoldom deſerves a killing.
What if the gentle creature had been kiſſing,
Nothing the good man married for was miſſing.
Had he the ſecret of her birth-right known,
’Tis odds the faithful Annals would have ſhwen
The wives of half his race more lucky than his own.
- ↑ Jacob.
