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A Clowde of Tears, sprinkled on the Dust of the Amiable Virgin Mrs. Rebecka Sewel who Suddenly died August. 3 1710. AEtatis suae 6.
 
 
 
 
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A Clowde of Tears, sprinkled on the Dust of the Amiable Virgin Mrs. Rebecka Sewel who Suddenly died August. 3 1710. AEtatis suae 6.

Heav'ns only, in dark hours Succours can send
And Shew a fountaine where the streams do End.
Behold the Lamb of God (mourners) for there's
Your pretty Lamb which you bewaile in tears.
She is Enfolded, in her Shepards Armes
Hugg'd in a Bosom, full of Heavenly Charmes.
Nothing could Ravish her from your Embrace
But the trancendancy of her Saviours face.
She was so lovely in her Makers Sight
Sweet Virgins may wee Stile his hearts Delight.
The Wisest King in his Magnificence
Kept Virgins Numberless without Offence
Shining like Starrs, his faire pavillion round
With heavenly rays of fairest graces crown'd.
The honours he conferd were pitteous things
Set by the favours of the King of Kings
The least Donations by him to be told
Are Kings with Carbuncles and Chains of Gold.
Purples and Sattins there are all cast by
And all are clad with Little Majesty.
Great Jesus claimd his owne, Never begrutch
Your Jewels rare into the hands of Such.
He with his Righteousness hath finer drest
Your Babe than ere you did, when at your Breast.
Madam, 'tis not your case alone, for thousands have
Follow'd their sweetest comforts to the Grave.
Theres no Withstanding fixed Destiny
Which will prevaile who ever live or Die.
Death that Stern Officer takes no Denyall
I'm grievd he found your Door to make a Tryall:
And bee it on the Shoar or swelling Seas
His boundless Sovereignty doth what he please.
It is a lesson hard (I must confess)
For our proud Wills with heav'ns to Acquiesce.
But when Death goes before; Unseen behind
Theres Such an one as may compose the mind
Pray Madam, wipe those tears from your fair Eyes

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And with your New made Virgin Sympathize.
Could she from her new School obtain but leave
Shee'd tell you what would make you cease to grieve
And Wipe those Briny Streams all off your face
Leaving your loving smiles upon the place.
This Suddain Providence my hand did move
To two great familys to show my love
Like a poor mason to prepare a Room
On Earth for one, who finds in Heaven a home.
B: T:
[endorsed] 1710 Mr. Thompson's Verses on Mr. Sewals Childe.