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<DATE>2007-12-05</DATE>
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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<P>A funerall Ellegie, upon the death of Mr. <HI>John Pim</HI> one of the worthy Members of the hou&s;e of Commons Decea&s;ed <DATE>the 8 of <HI>December.</HI></DATE></P>
<FIGDESC>depiction of tomb</FIGDESC>
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<LG>
<L>HAth Fate, and Time, con&s;pird, to &s;end thee Death,</L>
<L>In &s;pite of all the life guard of his breath:</L>
<L>Health, Wit, and Courage, &s;trength for to with&s;tand&punc;</L>
<L>Natures declining age, by temperance hand:</L>
<L>Grew not his &s;ences like the lawrell greene,</L>
<L>By yeeres experience &s;till more riper &s;eene,</L>
<L>Grew not his care &s;till for his countries good;</L>
<L>A Bulwarke that fal&s;e <HI>Antichrist</HI> with&s;tood:</L>
<L>Was not his care his &s;tudy, and his mind,</L>
<L>To beate downe Vice, and have the Church refin'd:</L>
<L>Did not his Iudgement in the knowing Lawes,</L>
<L>Both Temporall and Divine de&s;erve applau&s;e:</L>
<L>Did not his care &s;pread like a &s;aving &s;hroud,</L>
<L>With whol&s;ome Coun&s;ell fit to be allow'd,</L>
<L>Like to a reverend Rabby of the Land.</L>
<L>Iudgement po&s;&s;e&s;t his Braine, Iu&s;tice his Hand;</L>
<L>Patience and temperance both liv'd in his mind,</L>
<L>Pity his heart, his eyes alwaies inclind,</L>
<L>To looke upon di&s;tre&s;&s;es of the poore, and apply helpe,</L>
<L>What can a man doe more.</L>
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<LG>
<L>His well pend Speeches, grave, di&s;creet, and good,</L>
<L>Hath been approv'd, by tho&s;e that under&s;tood,</L>
<L>To &s;avour nothing, but of care, and weale,</L>
<L>To publique health, who their defects would heale.</L>
<L>Har&s;h roughne&s;&s;e mixture had not in his blood,</L>
<L>Meekene&s;&s;e, and patience in his actions &s;tood,</L>
<L>Petition<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"> given him from humble hands,</L>
<L>As humbly he takes, and for them &s;tands;</L>
<L>So far that if they righteous things require,</L>
<L>'Tis hard if he cannot fini&s;h their de&s;ire:</L>
<L>And what gain'd he for all his well inclind,</L>
<L>But cen&s;ure evill from the ba&s;e of mind,</L>
<L>Hate of Malignant <HI>Papists,</HI> Cavaliers,</L>
<L>With their abu&s;ive libells, &s;till appeares,</L>
<L>To fling at him reproch, and &s;candalls ba&s;e,</L>
<L>Which backwards &s;till return'd unto each face:</L>
<L>And &s;till in &s;pite of their weak Etnian ire,</L>
<L>His perfect gold outliv'd their hatefull fire,</L>
<L>And I could wi&s;h that that from his a&s;hie urne,</L>
<L>That his new Fenix might to us returne.</L>
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<HEAD>AN ACROSTICK on his name.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L><HI>I</HI> doe not grieve but thou&s;ands more,</L>
<L><HI>O</HI>ver thy marble drops a &s;econd &s;howre.</L>
<L><HI>H</HI>earts fill'd with &s;orrow, eyes &s;till overflowes</L>
<L><HI>N</HI>othing but teares can ever drown &s;ad woes.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>P</HI>eace quiet re&s;t give thee, yet thy name &s;hall be</L>
<L><HI>I</HI>n every heart worn for thy memory:</L>
<L><HI>M</HI>eane time we &s;tand engag'd thou ha&s;t di&s;charged thine.</L>
</LG>
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<DIV1 TYPE="epitaph">
<HEAD>EPITAPH.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>Heres Earth in Earth involv'd Oh &s;uch a mold!</L>
<L>Who&s;e ore is purer then refined gold.</L>
<L>Worms touch it not 'tis &s;uch a &s;acred clay</L>
<L>You cannot rape, remain then till the day</L>
<L>Your &s;eparations meet, when both may bee</L>
<L>Happy reviv'd in ble&s;t eternity.</L>
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<TRAILER>Finis.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed by Iohn Hammond according to order.</P>
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