Astraea's Teares An Elegie Vpon the death of that Reverend, Learned and Honest Judge, Sir Richard Hutton Knight; Lately one of his Majesties Iustices in his Highnesse Court of Common Plees at Westminster [by Richard Brathwait] |
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UPON THE DEATH OF another Reverend, learned, and judicious Patriot of our Nation;
One no lesse nobly descended, then richly endowed: And One, Whom in the dispensation of Justice, neither price, prayer, nor power could surprize; Passion transport, nor Affection ingage.
Epitaph.
Here lyes a Judge, of whom it may be s'ed,
H'as got more ground then e're he purchased
By this seven foot: for he was well content
To keepe that state was left him by descent.
H'as got more ground then e're he purchased
To keepe that state was left him by descent.
A simple worlding, easily beguil'd
In trusting of his substance with a Child;
A subtile Child, who from his Stygian shore
Had tricks to cosen him and hundreds more.
In trusting of his substance with a Child;
A subtile Child, who from his Stygian shore
Had tricks to cosen him and hundreds more.
A numerous Book-man, who from severall places
Could store his pleadings with a thousand Cases,
Which prov'd his Studies were estrang'd from Sloath,
His Leafes not Spider-wov'n, nor known to Moath;
As I've seene some, who shelv'd large volumes by thē,
But knew not what was in them, should you try them.
These take up Law and Learning upon trust,
And with a Foxes taile brush off the dust
From their rare-visited Authors.—Such as these
Account it their prime Theory to get fees.
Could store his pleadings with a thousand Cases,
Which prov'd his Studies were estrang'd from Sloath,
His Leafes not Spider-wov'n, nor known to Moath;
As I've seene some, who shelv'd large volumes by thē,
But knew not what was in them, should you try them.
These take up Law and Learning upon trust,
And with a Foxes taile brush off the dust
Account it their prime Theory to get fees.
Whereas this Patriot had an higher aime,
Holding a precious name his chiefest gaine.
He knew his Heart triangular to be,
A faire resemblance of the Trinitie,
And that it could no more be fill'd with mould,
Then a tri-angle by a Circle could.
Holding a precious name his chiefest gaine.
He knew his Heart triangular to be,
A faire resemblance of the Trinitie,
And that it could no more be fill'd with mould,
Then a tri-angle by a Circle could.
This, this inlarg'd his intellectuall ayme
To th' place from whence his purest essence came;
Which Contemplation did so much improve him,
While he was Judge, he ey'd a Judge above him.
To th' place from whence his purest essence came;
Which Contemplation did so much improve him,
While he was Judge, he ey'd a Judge above him.
------ Sic judex judicis astat
Subditus arbitrio.—
Subditus arbitrio.—
Mot. VERNANS AREO, ARENS VIREO.
To the unperioded memory of the Honourable, Richard Mollineux Viscount Mollineux of Mariburg.
A Funerall Teare.
Fate, couldst thou find a more perplexing wordThen to pronounce Death on mine Honour'd Lord?
But since th' ast past thy censure he should dye,
Finde One that may his temp'rature supplye.
So sweetly milde, religiously wise,
So gracefull to all knowing hearts and eyes,
So nobly rich in faculties of mind,
So firme unto his owne, to all so kind;
Fate to deprive the State of Mollinax.
But thou reply'st, it is the fault of Time
To merit few good men, it is not mine.
'Tis true; yet we for tares shed oft more teares
Then for the scattering of our wheaten-eares.
Let's learne our passions then to moderate,
As they reflect upon the publique State:
“For great's the losse, must needs be understood,
“When we lose such as are both great and good.
To the pious memory of that judicious Patriot of his Countrey, Sir Christopher Dalston KNIGHT.
A Friends farewell.
The fabrick of this Building now's pull'd downe,The higher parted from the lower roome;
The Cover of this structure turn'd to dust,
The Center made a Parlour for the just.
Dull stones are rubbish uselesse for example,
This fit for th' polish'd corners of the Temple:
The price then of this Gem who value can,
But He who now enjoyes it, God and man?
Upon his death.
To some on Earth a quicker death is given,No course can be too speedy unto heav'n;
In him lies here, this may be verefide,
Who dide to Earth, before on Earth he dide.
He heard his Saviours invitation, Come;
And he no sooner heard him then he run.
“This made him sleight his life, to show his love,
“Having his feet below, his faith above.
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