WHERE the great Turkish prophet lies,
Entomb’d beneath Arabian skies,
Where Darnley fell a sacrifice
To his fair consort’s ire;
Where fam’d Erasmus first drew breath,
Where Jones reposes now in death,
Where Keppel gain’d the victor’s wreath,
I fain would now inquire.
Where Charles the seventh at length was crown’d
Though adverse fortune long had frown’d;
Where Constantine, (a name renown’d),
Unconscious, first saw light,
I also ask–for in our sphere
A little planet does appear,
Which these initials will make clear
To your discerning sight.
(Elizabeth Hitchener)
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