Who, while their sov'reign's gracious smiles they share, Adorn those mitres they are call'd to wear.

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Here first that great, that venerable sage,
Imbib'd rare science in his greener age:
Who on the awful bench now foremost deals
Strict justice round with equitable scales.
If in Rome's capitol the list'ning throng,
With deep attention, heard a Tully's tongue;
Thus in the seat of judgment Reynolds charms,
Virtue protects, and guilty souls alarms;

whom was the celebrated Dr. Butts, physician to Henry the 8th, and the great friend of archbishop Cranmer and the reformation. Being educated at Bury school, he was from thence admitted of Trinity College, Cambridge, where he proceeded to the degree of B. A. 1707. M. A. 1711. and S. T. P. Com. Reg. 1728. In 1703, he was appointed one of the preachers at Bury. In 1717 he was presented by the earl of Bristol to the rectory of Ickworth. In 1728, he was nominated one of his majesty's chaplains in ordinary. In 1731, he was installed dean of Norwich; and the year following was consecrated bishop of that see. In 1738, he was translated to Ely, where he died in 1748, in the year of his age, and was buried in the cathedral, where there is a handsome monument erected to his memory, of which an engraving is given in Bentham's Ely." His publications are "A Sermon preached at the cathedral of Norwich, 1719, on king George the 1st accession to the throne." "The Charge to his Clergy at his primary visitation in 1734," 4to. "A Sermon before the House of Lords at Westminster Abbey, on Saturday, June 11th, 1737, being the Anniversary of his Majesty's happy Accession to the Throne," 4to. "The Charge to his Clergy at his primary visitation of his Diocese of Ely, 1740."

Nicholas Clagett was the son of the Rev. Nicholas Clagett, arch deacon of Sudbury, rector of Thurlow Parva and Hitcham, and one of the preachers at Bury Having received his education at the Free-Grammar-School at Bury, he was sent to Trinity College, Cambridge, where he proceeded to the degree of B. A. 1705. M. A. 1709. and S. T. P. 1724. In he was appointed dean of Rochester; in 1731 he was consecrated bishop of St. David's; and in 1743 translated to the see of Exeter. He died in 1746 in the 63d year of his age, and was buried in

The Rt. hon. sir James Reynolds, knt. was educated at St. John's College, Cambridge, and proceeded to the degree of B. A. 1701, and to that of M. A. 1705. He represented the borough of St. .Edmund's Bury in the parliaments of 1714, and 1722. In 1730, he was appointed chief baron of the court of exchequer, and died in 1738, in the 53rd year of his age. He lies buried, with his wife, in the south aisle of St. James Church, Bury, where two elegant mural monuments, inclosed with iron railing, are erected to their memories. He is represented sitting in his robes of justice; on each side is a weeping figure, and above his coat of arms, with other embellishments. His character is recorded in a latin inscription of considerable length on the pedestal, and is given in "Gillingwater's History of Bury," p. 184.

How vast his talents, how sincere his heart,
Let those who hear, let those who feel impart :
Should fair Astræa, in his room decree,
Such would her orders, such her sentence be
As he would form, and we rejoice to see.

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An Hanmer* too went hence, none more admir'd In sciences of public life tho' now retir'd; But no retirement can a genius shrowd,

It darts like light'ning thro' the blackest cloud.

Tho' Hervey'st bloom our Bury must not claim, His riper worth reflects a brighter fame; Thrice has he been our corporation's choice, To senates sent by an united voice;

Sir Thomas Hanmer, bart. a distinguished statesman and polite writer, was born about 1676, and received his education first at Westminster school, and afterwards at Christ Church, Oxford.

In 1708, he was chosen one of the knights of the shire for the county of Suffolk, and sat in parliament nearly thirty years, either as a representative for that county, for Flintshire, or for the borough of Thetford. In this venerable assembly he was soon distinguished; and his powerful elocution, and unbiassed integrity, drew the attention of all parties: in 1713, he was chosen speaker; which office, difficult at all times, but at that time more particularly so, He discharged with becoming dignity. All other honors and emoluments he declined. Having withdrawn himself by degrees from public business, he spent the remainder of his life in an honorable retirement amongst his books and friends; and there prepared an elegant and correct edition of the works of Shakespeare. This he presented to the university of Oxford; and it was printed there in 1744, in 6 vols. 4to. with elegant engravings by Gravelot, at the expence of Sir Thomas. His first wife was Isabella, the daughter and heir of Henry Bennet, earl of Arlington, and the widow of Henry, Duke of Grafton; and his second, the daughter and heiress of Thomas Folkes of St. Edmund's Bury, but by neither of them had he any issue. It was said of him, that he married an old woman for love, and a young woman for money, and was not very fortunate in either of them. He died at his seat at Mildenhall, May 6th, 1746, and was buried in the church of Haumer, Flintshire, where there is a monument erected to his memory with a long Latin inscription from the pen of Dr. Friend, and translated by the hon. and rev. Mr. Aston, See Gent Mag. May 1747.

+ Thomas Hervey, the 2nd son of John the 1st earl of Bristol, by his 2nd wife, Elizabeth, sole daughter and heir of sir Thomas Felton, of Playford, bart. He represented the borough of St. Edmund's Bury in the parliaments of 1727, 1734, and 1740; and died in 1775.

Where strenuous he maintain'd his country's cause,
And, like another Tully, gain'd applause.
His eloquence soon struck a Walpole's ear,
Statesman judicious, penetrating, clear,
Whose eagle eyes can see, whose candour own
Virtues so rare, and merit in its dawn.
Forgive, my lord, these faint efforts of praise
In my rough numbers, and unpolish'd lays :
Had I your genius, or your sterling wit!
O could I write such lines as you have writ!
I'd strike the trembling lyre, nor fear to sing
How godlike George, our father, and our king,
The just reward of services allows,

And the patrician coronet bestows.

Fain would my muse employ her vent'rous wing,
But dreads what poets of rash Icarus sing.

As high distinction ne'er can me entice

To cringe to folly, or to flatter vice,
My honest lays flow only from esteem,
Tho' far,too far unequal to my theme.

Next beauty calls-still a more arduous part,
Too great for mine-worthy the highest art.
Now is the season, when the sprightly fair
In shining crowds to Bury town repair.

Bury has three annul fairs, the first on the Tuesday, and two following days in Easter week; the second for three days before, and three days after the feast of St. Matthew, Sep. 21st; and the third on the 2nd of Dec. for two or three days. The alderman, for the time being, who is lord of the fairs, has a right to prolong them at pleasure. The second, which is the principal, and probly the most antient, usually contiues three weeks. The charter for it was granted to the abbotin 1272, by king Henry the 3rd, and it was formerly one of the most celebrated marts in the kingdom. It was then held, as it is still on the extensive space, called the Angel-hill, where different rows of booths were assigned to the manufacturers of Norwich, Ipswich, Colchester, London, and other towns; and even to some foreigners, especially the Dutch. On

He, who professes skill in female charms,
Whose heart each amiable beauty warms,
Whose pencil too can every brightness trace,
Alone must draw the glories of the place.
To Ickworth,* lovely maid, first let him pay
Due homage.-Her 'tis freedom to obey;
Her sprightly graces each beholder wound,
While she, unconscious, spreads her triumphs round.
Peculiar sweetness charming Smyth + displays,
We're lost in raptures, while we wond'ring gaze.
Both, in each feature, happily disclose

In fairest light the stem from which they rose.
Celestial deities of old thus shew'd

How Berecynthia was in them renew'd.

Th' enchanting aspect of Cornwallis tells How much good-nature in her bosom dwells;

this occasion, Buy was the resort of persons of the highest distinction, for whom the abbot kept an open table; while those of inferior rank were entertained, in the refectory, by the monks." We are told that the widowed queen of France, sister to Henry the 8th, and wife of Charles Brandon, duke of Suffolk, came every year from her residence at Westhorpe, with her noble consort, to attend this fair, where she had a magnificent tent prepared for the reception of the numerous people of rank who resorted thither to pay their respects to her, and a band of music for their di version. This fair, in regard to the business transacted at it, has been on the decline for half a century past, and become rather a place of fashionable resort, than a temporary mart,, as most of the merchandise and goods, now brought hither, are articles of luxury and fancy. John Lydgate, the famous poet, who was a monk of Bury, wrote an elegant Latin Poem on Bury Fair, in 1435. There is a modern dramatic piece, entitled" Bury Fair;" and also "The Bury Fair Election Ball," a poem 12mo. A curious account of this fair is contained in "An Historical Account of Sturbridge, Bury, and the most celebrated fairs in Europe and Ame. rica," printed at Cambridge, about 1774. 8vo.

• Lady Anne Hervey, the 2nd daughter of John, the 1st earl of Bristol, by his 2nd wife Elizabeth, the sole daughter and heir of sir Thomas Felton of Playford, bart. She died unmarried July 15th, 1771.

Lady Louisa Carolina Isabella Hervey, the 4th daughter of the above mentioned. She married, in 1731, sir Robert Smyth, bart. of Smith Street, Westminster.

Elizabeth, the wife of Charles, the first earl Cornwallis: she was the eldest daughter of Charles, the 2nd viscount Townshend, by his first wife Elizabeth, daughter of Thomás, lord Pelham.

A copious fancy, mem'ry, reas'ning strong,
The boast of men, not less to her belong.
Who sees her virgin sister* but admires
A group of Cupids kindling dangerous fires?
Or whom will not that lustre still surprise,
Which emanates so quick from Townshend's eyes?

In Davers, he'll observe, is blended seen
With rural innocence the courtly mien ;
How Cytherea and Minerva strove

To Chester which should most indulgent prove!
Well may we then that charmer's pow'r confess,
Whom rival goddesses were proud to bless.

Each glance of Monk our painter will employ,
For she is form'd to give unbounded joy;
Another of that name he here will meet,
With virtue lovely, and in temper sweet.

Fauquier's complexion can't his notice 'scape;
Nor the exactness of bright Affleck's shape;
Within her sister's tresses, sleek as jet,
That wanton urchin Cupid weaves his net.

Dalston from nothern climes has deign'd once more To visit Bury, and our bliss restore ;

Once more we view the dimpled maid, who roves In morning walks, thro' Saxham's plains and groves;

Dorothy, the eldest daughter of Charles, the 2nd viscount Townshend, by his 2nd wife Dorothy, the daughter of Robert Walpole of Houghton in Norfolk, esq. and sister to sir Robert Walpole, first earl of Orford. She married in 1743 Dr. Spencer Cowper, dean of Durham, and died without issue in 1779