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swer the contrary hereof.-Given under my hand, and the seal of the Earl Marshal of England, the 30th day of December, 1701, in the 13th year of the reign of our Sovereign Lord King William the Third, of England, &c. CARLISLE, E. M.

WESTMINSTER ABBEY.-MONUMENTS OF FOX AND PITT

Those eminent Statesmen, and great political rivals, Charles James Fox, and William Pitt, lie buried within a few yards of each other, in the north transept of Westminster Abbey. To that circumstance the northern wizard,' Sir Walter Scott, most feelingly alludes in his " Lay of the Last Minstrel ;'

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Drop upon Fox's Grave the tear
"Twill trickle to his Rival's Bier!
On PITT's the mournful requiem sound,
And Fox's shall the notes rebound!
The solemn echo seems to cry,-

Here let their discord with them die"-
Speak not for those a separate doom,
Whom fate made Brothers in the Tomb;
But search the land of Living Men,
Where wilt thou find their like again!

Both graves are distinguished by the respective initials of their names cut on small stones in the pavement. The remains of Pitt are deposited in a vault first made for the great Earl of Chatham, his father and it may be mentioned as a remarkable fact, that the leaden coffin of that illustrious nobleman was found completely overturned after the fire in the Abbey Church, on the 9th of July, 1803, it hav

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ing been rendered buoyant by the water which had been thrown into the Church to extinguish the flames. Pitt's mother, the Countess of Chatham, his sister, Lady Harriet Elliot, and his sister-in-law, Mary Elizabeth Sydney, late wife to the present Earl of Chatham, were also interred in the same vault.

The monument of Mr. Fox has been erected against the wainscotting of the choir, near the great northeast column, at the intersection of the nave and transept; but it is so immediately before the eye, that the fine proportions of the figures, which are all of statuary marble, are deprived of their due effect; the base being insufficiently elevated. It consists of a group of the deceased, in a recumbent attitude, on a mattress, expiring in the arms of Liberty; who is seated at the head of the Monument, but has no distinguishing emblem: at the feet, reclining languidly over the dying statesman, is Peace, with her dovetopped sceptre, regretting, in pensive resignation, the fall of him whose commanding eloquence had so frequently been exerted in her support. Near the latter figure, but advanced on the plinth, in front, and on one knee, is a Negro, with his hands gratefully clasped to his breast, as though testifying his veneration for the fallen patriot, by whom his chains had been broken, and the Slave Trade abolished. The figure of the deceased is extremely characteristic: the likeness is finely preserved; and the expression is dignified and forcible. In that of Liberty, there is much of the air and character of the Niobe: on her head is a wreath of flowers. The African, who is nearly

naked, was sculptured from the life, and is well formed; the graceful ease imparted to an attitude exceedingly difficult of execution, displays the talents of the Sculptor in a very superior point of view. Canova, after inspecting this figure in the artist's studio, assured Lord Holland, that neither in England, nor out of England, had he seen any modern work in marble that surpassed it. This Monument, which has not yet been inscribed with any epitaph, was designed and executed by Richard Westmacott, Esq. R.A. The expense was defrayed by a Subscription, the contributors to which were of different classes; namely, Mr. Fox's private friends, (including his present Majesty, who gave 1000 guineas) and the supporters of his political principles of the former, he had more, perhaps, than any man of his time; and the latter comprehended a large portion of the rank, the talent, and the virtue of his Country.

This renowned patriot was born on the 13th of January, 1748. He was the 3d son of Henry Fox, afterwards Lord Holland, by Georgina Caroline, eldest daughter of Charles, 2d Duke of Richmond. His decease was occasioned by a dropsy, and took place at Holland House, Kensington, on the 13th of September, 1806. At that period he was Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs, and his strenuous exertions to negotiate a Peace with France, whilst in a state of grievous bodily suffering, tended greatly to accelerate his death. During the short time, however, that he had continued in power, he accomplished the glorious task of rescuing the British character from