An alphabet of Elegiack Groans upon The truly lamented Death of that Rare Exemplar of Youthful Piety, John Fortescue ... By E. E. [i.e. Edmund Elys] |
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ELEG. VII.
Great in true Goodness! Rich in MindAs well's in Lands, and Birth! we find
No Epithite fit to set forth
The full Encomium of his worth.
His Youth was Ag'd with Piety,
Which seem'd of such antiquity,
That whosoever knew it, would
Conceit Him in his Nonage Old.
Er'e He could look abroad to see
The Worlds enticing Vanitie,
God fixt His Eyes on things above,
Which straight way took his chiefest love:
And so on Earth of Earth bereaven,
He hovered 'twixt it, and Heaven.
Fond Ranters shallow Gallantry
He rightly judg'd meer slavery
To Tyrant Sin. Streight-living He
Enlarg'd his Soul to Sanctitie.
Each day he thought upon his last,
And now at length in hast He past
Out of this World; indeed, as tho
He would not tell us that hee'ld go
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Should shew His Joyes our Miseries,
And so disturb his pious Breast,
Rejoycing at approaching Rest.
He fitly went to Bed so soon,
Whose very morning was High-noon.
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