Phyala Lachrymarum: Or A Few Friendly Teares, shed over the dead Body of Mr Nathaniel Weld Mr of Arts of Emanuel Colledge in Cambridge who in the short journey of his life, died betweene the five and sixe and twentieth yeare of his youth, 1633. Together with sundry choyce Meditations of Mortalitie [by William Lathum] |
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O'gni dolore nuntio di morte.
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O'gni dolore nuntio di morte.
Sore sicke him chanc'd a jolly Courtier fall,
Though not to death (as he him surely thought)
But death (unthought of) doth upon him call,
And readie was away him to have caught;
Whereat amaz'd, this Courtier him besought
Not all so suddenly him to surprize,
But respit him some time, that so he mought
Prepare himselfe to die before he dies:
And three dayes warning prayes him send before
He from this light his life did meane to reave,
To which death soone agrees, so takes his leave.
Many yeares after, as this Courtier sate
(For ought he felt) in perfect strength and health,
Seriously thinking how to antidate
Anothers life, and seize on all his wealth,
Death suddenly comes skipping in by stealth
Crying away.
Though not to death (as he him surely thought)
But death (unthought of) doth upon him call,
And readie was away him to have caught;
Whereat amaz'd, this Courtier him besought
Not all so suddenly him to surprize,
But respit him some time, that so he mought
Prepare himselfe to die before he dies:
And three dayes warning prayes him send before
He from this light his life did meane to reave,
To which death soone agrees, so takes his leave.
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(For ought he felt) in perfect strength and health,
Seriously thinking how to antidate
Anothers life, and seize on all his wealth,
Death suddenly comes skipping in by stealth
Crying away.
The Gallant him upbraids of promise breach:
Not I (quoth death) but thou false to thy selfe:
Five fits o'th stone, foure agues, two fevers, each
Gray-haire, the paine and losse of teeth; all these,
With many a wrinkle, since I from thee went,
My warnings, and fore-runners. I thee sent.
Not I (quoth death) but thou false to thy selfe:
Five fits o'th stone, foure agues, two fevers, each
Gray-haire, the paine and losse of teeth; all these,
With many a wrinkle, since I from thee went,
My warnings, and fore-runners. I thee sent.
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