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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>A DIALOGUE Between DEATH AND Doctor ROBERT WYLD, Who Dyed lately of an <HI>APOPLEXY.</HI></HEAD>
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<SPEAKER>D.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>NO <HI>Roring</HI> Chri&s;tmas &s;halt Thou keep, now <HI>Rore</HI></L>
<L><HI>Bold Wit! W.</HI> Oh! oh! Hhohh! Well! I'le cry no more,</L>
<L>Alas, it is for <HI>Thee,</HI> not <HI>Me,</HI> to <HI>Rore.</HI></L>
<L>A <HI>Deadly</HI> Blow! But where's thy <HI>Sting?</HI> There lies</L>
<L>The <HI>King</HI> of <HI>Terrors cow'd</HI> out! In Sacrifice</L>
<L>(An <HI>Euchari&s;t</HI>) <HI>Lord,</HI> take this <HI>Soul</HI> to Thee,</L>
<L>By <HI>Death</HI> Thou ha&s;t <HI>&s;lain Death, Redeemed</HI> Me.</L>
<L><HI>Grave,</HI> take the <HI>Carca&s;s,</HI> at the <HI>reck'ning</HI> Day</L>
<L>With <HI>Intere&s;t</HI> the <HI>Principal</HI> repay.</L>
<L>Take <HI>Worms meat</HI> (they'l &s;carce lick the <HI>punched</HI> Face,)</L>
<L>Bring't up in <HI>Glory,</HI> though &s;own in <HI>Di&s;grace,</HI></L>
<L>In never-fading <HI>Beauty</HI> it &s;hall ri&s;e,</L>
<L>And be tran&s;planted int' yon Paradi&s;e.)</L>
<L>They'l <HI>Digg</HI> the <HI>Kernels</HI> out (the <HI>Eyes</HI>) Digg on!</L>
<L>One <HI>Breakfa&s;t</HI> makes the Head a <HI>Skeleton.</HI></L>
<L>They'l <HI>tea&s;e</HI> the Hands, and Toes, and Paunch (their Fence)</L>
<L>Intolerable <HI>Pains,</HI> have <HI>numb'd</HI> all Sen&s;e.</L>
<L>'Twas not <HI>Seer Sheldon,</HI> when he turn'd <HI>Me</HI> out,</L>
<L>Did Me perplex; no, it was <HI>Bi&s;hop Gout.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Death</HI> did me <HI>vex</HI> and <HI>terrifie</HI> much le&s;s,</L>
<L><HI>I'le</HI> now be gone out of his <HI>Dioce&s;s.</HI></L>
<L>I <HI>con</HI> you Thanks. <HI>Bi&s;h. Gout</HI> proceeded on,</L>
<L>You granted me a <HI>Prohibition.</HI></L>
<L>Adieu, my Lord. <HI>D.</HI> I'm but a <HI>Pur&s;ivant,</HI></L>
<L>To th' Court you to conduct, by <HI>Heaven</HI> &s;ent.</L>
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<SPEAKER>W.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I liv'd a <HI>Martyr</HI> all my Dayes, now I,</L>
<L>In flaming Spices, like a <HI>Phoenix,</HI> Dy.</L>
<L>My <HI>Heart</HI> bleeds for the <HI>Church</HI> and <HI>State,</HI> I faint,</L>
<L>Take of my <HI>Cordial,</HI> Surviving <HI>Saint.</HI></L>
<L>Proud <HI>Babel</HI> Reels, it Totters, it will <HI>Fall,</HI></L>
<L>As &s;ure as <HI>Lambeth</HI> &s;tands again&s;t <HI>White-Hall.</HI></L>
<L>Come <HI>Seraphims,</HI> and bear this Soul above,</L>
<L>Impatient to &s;ee her <HI>Vines,</HI> her <HI>Love.</HI></L>
<L>One Stroke, with all the <HI>Clu&s;ters,</HI> Lop'd the <HI>Vine,</HI></L>
<L>One <HI>chop'd</HI> off <HI>Love.</HI> Ha, ha! their Lot is <HI>Mine.</HI></L>
<L>They were &s;o quick at Work, their <HI>Ma&s;ter's Voice</HI></L>
<L>Soon call'd them off; <HI>Into your Ma&s;ter's Joyes.</HI></L>
<L>More <HI>Ble&s;&s;ed Sight</HI> I'le &s;ee, ('Twill &s;atisfie)</L>
<L>The <HI>Glorious, Ever-ble&s;&s;ed Trinity.</HI></L>
<L>Whom I <HI>Ador'd</HI> and <HI>Lov'd</HI> &s;ometimes, <HI>Him</HI> I</L>
<L>For <HI>ev'r</HI> will <HI>Love, Admire,</HI> and <HI>Glorifie;</HI></L>
<L>So, &s;o, I'll &s;pend a Ble&s;t Eternity,</L>
<L>In everla&s;ting Love, Delights and Joy.</L>
<L><HI>Hal&mdash;Le&mdash;Lu&mdash;Jah.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Alas! <HI>Poor Scholar,</HI> ha&s;t thou felt the Stroke</L>
<L>Of matchle&s;s Death? Are all thine <HI>Heart-&s;trings</HI> broke?</L>
<L>Who'l &s;ing thine <HI>Iter Empyraeum?</HI> I</L>
<L>After thy <HI>Blood-&s;uck</HI> &s;end this <HI>Hue</HI> and <HI>Cry.</HI></L>
<L>Great <HI>Wyld</HI> is &s;lain! <HI>Slain!</HI> Let this Shreek fly round</L>
<L>Till Hills, and Dales, and Rocks, and Shores rebound,</L>
<L>Unto <HI>Pale Pyrene,</HI> and from thence go on</L>
<L>Over <HI>Parna&s;&s;us</HI> unto <HI>Helicon.</HI></L>
<L>Rai&s;e up the <HI>&s;luggi&s;h Si&s;ters, Three</HI> times <HI>Three,</HI></L>
<L>In Lamentations Drop <HI>one</HI> Elegie.</L>
<L>Streams Ever-flowing from each Mu&s;es Eye</L>
<L>May <HI>Spring</HI> a <HI>Fountain,</HI> now their <HI>Well</HI> is <HI>Dry.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tagus</HI> and <HI>Ganges</HI> will a&s;toni&s;h'd be,</L>
<L>And all th' <HI>Antipodes</HI> as well as We.</L>
<L>Who &s;lew the Mu&s;es Darling, of Mankind</L>
<L>The <HI>Choice Delights?</HI> Search out until you find.</L>
<L>Who was't <HI>kill'd</HI> the <HI>Divine?</HI> Who <HI>&s;lew</HI> the <HI>Poet?</HI></L>
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<SPEAKER>Eccho.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Eat! What Nimble Chaps, what <HI>Cormorant</HI> was he</L>
<L>Could <HI>eat</HI> up <HI>Wyld?</HI> Might not he <HI>poy&s;on'd</HI> be?</L>
<L>Who <HI>poy&s;on'd Wild? Wakeman</HI> with all his <HI>Main</HI></L>
<L>Could not get Sacred <HI>Charles</HI> out of his <HI>Wain.</HI></L>
<L>He pawn'd his <HI>Skill,</HI> though <HI>Ju&s;tice</HI> might not <HI>&s;py,</HI></L>
<L>A <HI>Plai&s;ter</HI> to the <HI>Fi&s;t</HI> affects the <HI>Eye.</HI></L>
<L>'Twas <HI>Death</HI> (that <HI>Je&s;uit</HI>) &s;o greedy grown</L>
<L>It <HI>chapt</HI> up <HI>Robert,</HI> and let <HI>George</HI> alone.</L>
<L><HI>Rome</HI>'s Emi&s;&s;ary <HI>Leeches,</HI> &s;o fine <HI>bred,</HI></L>
<L>Won't touch <HI>Po&s;teriors,</HI> they chap at th' <HI>Head.</HI></L>
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<DIV1 TYPE="epitaph">
<HEAD>AN EPITAPH.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>HEre lies <HI>Poor Robin,</HI> mo&s;t enriched one</L>
<L>With <HI>Nature's</HI> Dowre,<HI>Graces</HI> large Portion.</L>
<L><HI>Nature</HI> brought <HI>Rea&s;on, Prudence, Eloquence,</HI></L>
<L>And <HI>Magnanimity, Munificence,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Courage</HI> and <HI>Con&s;tancy,</HI> and Matchle&s;s <HI>Wit.</HI></L>
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<L><HI>Grace</HI> Him adorn'd with <HI>Faith,</HI> and<HI>Hope,</HI> and <HI>Love,</HI></L>
<L>That Saints below he might excell, above</L>
<L>With <HI>Patience,</HI> in none admired more;</L>
<L><HI>Nature</HI> and  <HI>Grace</HI> on him laid out their Store.</L>
<L><HI>Rome's</HI> Plot to &s;trangle <HI>Ju&s;tice</HI>in <HI>Godfrey,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hell's</HI> was; in <HI>Wild,</HI> to choak <HI>Divinity.</HI></L>
<L>Here lies the <HI>Poet,</HI> here lies <HI>Poetry,</HI></L>
<L>Here's the <HI>Divine,</HI> here lies <HI>Divinity.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Ah <HI>Fools!</HI> an inexhau&s;ted <HI>Spring</HI>doth Lye,</L>
<L><HI>Ju&s;tice</HI> in <HI>Charles,</HI> in <HI>God, Theology.</HI></L>
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<P><HI>London,</HI> Printed in the Year 1679.</P>
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