University of Virginia Library



On the death of Mr. Charles Fitz-Geffrays, Minister of Gods Word.

O thou the saddest of the Sisters nine,
Adde to a sea of teares, one teare of thine.
Unhappy I, that am constrain'd to sing
His death, whose life did make the world to ring
With ecchoes of his praise. A true Divine
In's life & doctrine, which like Lamps did shine
Till they were spent and done, did never cease
To guide our steps unto eternall peace.
Thy habitation's now the starry mount,
Where thy great Maker makes of thee account.
Farewell thou splendor of the spacious West,


Above th' Ætheriall clouds for ever blest:
The losse of thee a watry mountaine reares,
With high spring-tide of our sad trickling teares.