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<NAME>Pip Willcox</NAME>
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<HEAD>EPICEDIA: OR, FVNERAL VERSES
Upon the much Lamented Death of that mo&s;t Loyal Subject, and Religious Gentleman, M^r. <HI>HMPHREY COLLES</HI> of <HI>Cate&s;-lade,</HI> Who departed this Life <HI>Nov.</HI> 15&punc; and was Solemnly in|ter'd <DATE><HI>Nov.</HI> 18. <HI>Anno Salutis.</HI> 1661.</DATE> <HI>&amp; Aetatis &s;uae.</HI> 77.</HEAD>
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<L>DEATH is no wonder, &s;ince tis unto all</L>
<L>A Common Lot, to Rich, Poor, great, and &s;mall.</L>
<L>This cruel Serjeant, At the Princes gate</L>
<L>Knocks; And the Plow-mans door, at the &s;ame rate.</L>
<L>No &s;ooner Lache&s;eis, our thred of life,</L>
<L>Hath &s;pun; but <HI>Atropos,</HI> with her keen knife</L>
<L>Cuts it a&s;under: All before the Floud,</L>
<L>(Tho&s;e long-liv'd Fathers) Death at length with&s;tood:</L>
<L><HI>Adam, Seth, Eno&s;h,</HI> who liv'd here below</L>
<L>So many years, were &s;ubject to deaths blow.</L>
<L><HI>Methu&s;alah,</HI> who liv'd the long'&s;t of all</L>
<L>The Patriarchs, packt hence when &s;he did call.</L>
<L>No wonder then (&s;ince yield to fate we mu&s;t)!</L>
<L>This hearty, chearful <HI>Cole</HI>'s now turnd to du&s;t.</L>
<L>No wonder then, Death with her fiery fla&s;hes</L>
<L>Hath burnt this lively coale, quite unto a&s;hes.</L>
<L>But is he dead? Sure nay, no good man dies;</L>
<L>But like the Day's Sun, only &s;ets to ri&s;e.</L>
<L>The cloud of Death's already over-blown,</L>
<L>To Heaven (her Native Soyl) his Soul is flown.</L>
<L>Where his Redeemer lives, with him to Raign,</L>
<L>Millions of Angels waiting on the Train.</L>
<L>Sure wor&s;er thoughts of him we cannot have,</L>
<L>Who u&s;ed all good means, his &s;oul to &s;ave.</L>
<L>Gods Ordinance and Hou&s;e he did frequent,</L>
<L>To hear the Word, with chearfulne&s;&s;e he went.</L>
<L>Heard Sermons with great reverence, and then,</L>
<L>He by his practice, prcach't them o're again.</L>
<L>His private, good Devotions, rather were</L>
<L>Tho&s;e to the eye, then only to the ear.</L>
<L>His prayers took their vigour, and their &s;trength,</L>
<L>Not from their loudne&s;s, nor yet from their length.</L>
<L>His inoffencive con&s;cience, was a thing</L>
<L>Which troubled neither Church, nor yet his King.</L>
<L>He was an hone&s;t Prote&s;tant at home,</L>
<L>In de&s;pight of <HI>Phanaticks,</HI> and of <HI>Rome.</HI></L>
<L>To his Religion, his re&s;olved mind</L>
<L>Still did adhere; near changed with the wind.</L>
<L>Peace which he loved in his-life, did lend&punc;</L>
<L>Her helping hand, to bring him to his end.</L>
<L>When Age and Death, both came to end all &s;trife,</L>
<L>The&s;e gently did untwyne his thred of life.</L>
<L>Now let's commit him to his Re&s;t&punc; Sleep on</L>
<L>Thou Loyal Subject, till the night be gone.</L>
<L>Sleep on, untill th' Eternal morrow dawn;</L>
<L>Then tho&s;e Caele&s;tial Courtains will be drawn.</L>
<L>Then &s;halt thou be partaker of that light,</L>
<L>Who&s;e Glorious day &s;hall never &s;et in night.</L>
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<CLOSER><SIGNED>Ita de&s;let obitum &s;uum. <HI>M. H.</HI> Amicus &s;ui ob&s;ervanti&s;&s;imus.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<Q>Omnes una manet nox, &amp; calcanda &s;emel via lethi. <BIBL>Hor. l. 1. Carm. Ode. 28.</BIBL></Q>
<Q>Pallida mors, aequo pul&s;at pede, pauperum tabernas. Regumque turres, <BIBL>Hor. Ode. 4.</BIBL></Q>
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<L>&V;t jam tri&s;te mori e&s;t, &s;ic dulce re&s;urgere: Chri&s;tus</L>
<L>In vit&acirc;, nobis fit, quoque morte, lucrum.</L>
<L>In terris labor e&s;t; requies &s;ed &s;uavis in urn&acirc;.</L>
<L>In &s;ummo venient, gaudia &s;umma; die.</L>
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