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Celeberrimi COTTONI MATHERI, Celebratio;
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Celeberrimi COTTONI MATHERI, Celebratio;
Qui Heroum Vitas, in sui-ipsius et illorum Memoriam sempiternam, revocavit.
Quod patrios Manes revocasti a Sedibus altis,
Sylvestres Musae grates, Mathere, rependunt.
Haec nova Progenies, veterum sub Imagine, coelo
Arte Tua Terram visitans, demissa, salutat.
Grata Deo Pietas; Grates persolvimus omnes:
Semper Honos, Nomenque Tuum, Mathere, manebunt.
Sylvestres Musae grates, Mathere, rependunt.
Haec nova Progenies, veterum sub Imagine, coelo
Arte Tua Terram visitans, demissa, salutat.
Grata Deo Pietas; Grates persolvimus omnes:
Semper Honos, Nomenque Tuum, Mathere, manebunt.
Is the bless'd MATHER Necromancer turn'd,
To raise his Countries Father's Ashes Urn'd?
Elisha's Dust, Life to the Dead imparts;
This Prophet, by his more Familiar Arts,
Unseals our Hero's Tombs, and gives them Air;
They Rise, they Walk, they Talk, Look wond'rous Fair;
Each of them in an Orb of Light doth shine,
In Liveries of Glory most Divine.
To raise his Countries Father's Ashes Urn'd?
Elisha's Dust, Life to the Dead imparts;
This Prophet, by his more Familiar Arts,
Unseals our Hero's Tombs, and gives them Air;
They Rise, they Walk, they Talk, Look wond'rous Fair;
Each of them in an Orb of Light doth shine,
In Liveries of Glory most Divine.
When ancient Names I in thy Pages met,
Like Gems on Aaron's costly Breast-plate set;
Methinks Heaven's open, while Great Saints descend,
To wreathe the Brows, by which their Acts were penn'd.
Like Gems on Aaron's costly Breast-plate set;
Methinks Heaven's open, while Great Saints descend,
To wreathe the Brows, by which their Acts were penn'd.
B. Thompson.
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