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The first Elegie. The times of War and Peace this difference have

The times of War and Peace this difference have,
In Peace Sons Fathers follow to the grave;
In War the Father mourneth for the Son,
Here Peace and War do both agree in one.
And surely Tears more plentifully fall,
At Childrens then at Parents Funerall,
By which mans frailty's manifestly shown,
Who wail not others losses but our own:
For why should we with grief our hearts molest
For them who quite from cares now live at rest,
Or plain the shortnesse of their living day,
Who unto Heaven have found a nearer way;
And setting later out do on us gain
With running, like Ahimaaz by the Plain?
They that with diligence will heed their waies,
Attain their Journeys end in fewer daies

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Then he that by his oft diversions spends
Much precious Time, in worlds delight and friends,
Or maketh in his Inne a longer stay,
Whereby his Reck'ning larger grows to pay.
If here on Earth we ought to lay up store
For Heaven, that our good deeds may go before,
What comfort will't be at our latter end,
When Children we before us thither send,
Who sitting by their sweetest Saviours side,
Us Mansions there, as we them here provide,
Or rather enter on the habitation
Provided for us ere the worlds foundation:
Oh! what can adde to their felicity,
That see their Sons prefer'd before they die
To higher flares, then wishes can advance
An endlesse glorious rich Inheritance?
Of which the

Joseph.

Son of Jacobs greatest glory

Was but a Type, this lasts, that's transitory.
In life thou never envied'st him content,
Then do not his last happinesse lament,
Who would not change his state one hour to get
The wealth and honour of a Baronet!
Beleev't thy Son is only gone before,
Thou him must follow, he'l return no more.
Then like that good old man thy foul revive,
Thou hast enough, thy Son is yet alive,

Angels.

Heavens Chariots shall thee bring to Goshens plain,

Where thou shalt living see thy Son again.