in the procession, and, after the interment, deposited in Westminster Abbey. In 1702, the effigy of William III., after being similarly carried at his funeral, was placed by the side of that of his consort. They left no issue, and no monument was raised to their memories.

On the day of the Queen's burial, the parish bells throughout England tolled, and a funeral sermon was preached in every parish church, but not universally in her praise, for one Jacobite clergyman took for his text, "Go now, see this accursed woman, and bury her, for she is a King's daughter!"

Tennison delivered Mary's posthumous letter to the King, and at the same time sharply reproved him on the subject of his amours with Elizabeth Villiers. When her father heard that Mary had died without repenting of her unfilial conduct, he was horrified to find "a child he loved so tenderly, persevere even to death, in a state of signal disobedience and disloyalty, and to find ner crimes extolled for virtues by the flatterers around her." He shut himself up, and mourned her loss in private, but would not go into black for her; and by his request, Louis XIV, ordered the court of France not to assume mourning: an order which gave umbrage to several of the French nobility, who claimed kindred with the house of Orange.

Of the odes and elegies written in commendation of Mary II., the best is by the Duke of Devonshire, in which these lines occur

"Long our divided state

Hung in the balance of a doubtful fate;
When one bright nymph the gathering
clouds dispelled,

And all the griefs of Albion healed.
Her the united land obeyed,

She knew her task, and nicely understood
To what intention kings were made,
Not for their own, but for their people's
good.

"Twas that prevailing argument alone,
Determined her to fill the vacant throne.

"To the state a prudent ruler,

To the Church a nursing mother,
To the King a constant lover,
To the people the best example.
Orthodox in religion,
Moderate in opinion,
Sincere in profession,
Constant in devotion,
Ardent in affection,
A preserver of liberty,
A deliverer from Popery,
A preserver from tyranny,
A preventer of slavery,
A promoter of piety,

A suppressor of immorality,
A pattern of industry,
High in the world,

Low esteem of the world,
Above fear of death,

Sure of eternity.

What was great, good in a Queen,
In her late Majesty was to be seen.
Thoughts to conceive it cannot be ex-
press'd,

What was contained in her royal breast.

Numerous other elegies in memory of Mary II. were circulated by the Orange partizans; and her foes, the Jacobites, handed about in the coffee-houses many sarcastic and malicious epigrams, with two of which we close this memoir.

ON THE DEATH OF MARY IL "The Queen deceased, the King so grieved, As if the hero died, the woman lived! Alas! we erred i' the choice of our commanders

He should have knotted, and she gone to Flanders."

ON THE DEATH OF MARY II. AND MARSHAL LUXEMBOURG.

"Behold, Dutch Prince, here lies the uncosquered pair,

Who knew your strength in love, your strength in war.

Unequal match, for both no conquest gains, No trophy of your love or war remains,"