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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To the unperioded memory of the Honourable, Richard Mollineux Viscount Mollineux of Mariburg.
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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.
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