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<HEAD>AN ELEGY Upon the DEATH of TWO Eminent Mini&s;ters of the Go&s;pel Mr. PLEDGER and Mr. WELLS.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">Who Both Departed this Life on <DATE>the Lords Day <HI>June</HI> the 18th. 1676.</DATE> The Fir&s;t of them having Preached Twice, and Admini&s;tred the Lords Supper the very day of His Di&s;&s;olution.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>WHAT <HI>&s;udden stroke</HI> Commands an <HI>Elegy,</HI></L>
<L>When all the Mu&s;es Sacred <HI>Wells</HI> are dry?</L>
<L>Now <HI>Tyrant-Sol</HI> de&s;troys tho&s;e <HI>Fruits</HI> of Earth,</L>
<L>Where to his <HI>milder</HI> Beams of late gave <HI>Birth;</HI></L>
<L>When each <HI>Spring</HI> fears a <HI>Bankrupt</HI> to become,</L>
<L>And <HI>Murmuring Rivers</HI> their own <HI>Thir&s;t</HI> bemoan;</L>
<L>When <HI>Parching Heats</HI> have brought that Woe to pa&s;s,</L>
<L><HI>I'le make your Earth as Iron, your Heaven as Bra&s;s;</HI></L>
<L>Hard as the <HI>Adamants</HI> Compacted Parts,</L>
<L>Or (what are yet <HI>le&s;s &s;oft,</HI>) our &s;tubborn <HI>Hearts;</HI></L>
<L>In &s;uch a <HI>Drought</HI> what <HI>Chymi&s;t</HI> can Extract</L>
<L>That Quinte&s;&s;ence of <HI>Tears</HI> our <HI>Griefs</HI> Exact,</L>
<L>For &s;uch a <HI>Lo&s;s!</HI> Two <HI>Good-Men</HI> in <HI>one</HI> day</L>
<L>By Deaths &s;urprizing Hand thus <HI>&s;natch'd</HI> away.</L>
<L>Devouring <HI>Death!</HI> Thy <HI>Sythe</HI> too &s;harp is grown;</L>
<L>Such <HI>Precious Flowers</HI> &s;hould not &s;o &s;oon be mown:</L>
<L>Forbear a <HI>little</HI> longer! Spare, oh &s;pare!</L>
<L>Kill not by <HI>Couples!</HI> Murther not a <HI>Pair!</HI></L>
<L>Why Both? What? Doth th' All-con&s;uming Tomb</L>
<L>De&s;ire <HI>Twins</HI> in its In&s;atiate Womb;</L>
<L>Or would&s;t thou make a <HI>Miracle</HI> Appear</L>
<L>Two <HI>Suns</HI> Eclip&s;ed in <HI>one</HI> Hemi&s;phere.</L>
<L>Look up <HI>(their Life's above)</HI> and &s;ee where &s;tands</L>
<L>Their <HI>vital Gla&s;s,</HI> not emptied of its <HI>Sands.</HI></L>
<L>But I, in <HI>vain Intreat,</HI> in <HI>vain Accu&s;e,</HI></L>
<L>What's Heavens <HI>Will,</HI> 'tis <HI>&s;inful</HI> to <HI>refu&s;e;</HI></L>
<L>'Tis the ju&s;t <HI>Doom</HI> of faln Humanity,</L>
<L>And not more <HI>Natural</HI> to be <HI>Born</HI> then <HI>dye;</HI></L>
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<LG>
<LG>
<L>And now let us Reflect, what can be &s;aid</L>
<L>By <HI>living</HI> Mortals of th' <HI>Immortal Dead,</HI></L>
<L>May they not <HI>&s;mile</HI> at the vain <HI>Tears</HI> we &s;hed?</L>
</LG>
<L>Sure 'tis Prepo&s;t'rous, we that <HI>&s;tay</HI> behind</L>
<L>In lingring Expectation of the <HI>Wind,</HI></L>
<LG>
<L>Should Grieve for tho&s;e are pa&s;t this <HI>Streight</HI> before,</L>
<L>And now have &s;afely <HI>Reach'd</HI> the bli&s;sful Shore,</L>
<L>Thrice <HI>Happy Souls!</HI> who are to <HI>Sail</HI> no more.</L>
</LG>
<L>It is not then on their <HI>Behalfs</HI> we mourn,</L>
<L>But on our <HI>own,</HI> That Lamentable &s;torm</L>
<L>Of <HI>Sighs</HI> and <HI>Groans,</HI> whil&s;t over-flowing Eys</L>
<L>Di&s;&s;olve their yielding <HI>Balls</HI> to Deluges;</L>
<L>And doleful <HI>Sobbings</HI> with Heart-breaking &s;ound,</L>
<L>Wait their <HI>bewailed</HI> Bodies to the Ground.</L>
<L>All this does but Expre&s;s the <HI>Love</HI> we bear,</L>
<L>And what we ought from their <HI>Remove</HI> to fear,</L>
<L>For 'tis a Judgment when the <HI>Righteous</HI> part,</L>
<L><HI>And Men are &s;tupid, not to lay't to heart.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Ah <HI>Pious Souls!</HI> which &s;hall we fir&s;t Admire,</L>
<L>Since <HI>Both</HI> were <HI>equal Lamps</HI> of <HI>Heavenly Fire,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Burning and Shining Lights,</HI> who&s;e Actions wrought</L>
<L>On <HI>Hearts,</HI> and Jointly with their <HI>Doctrines</HI> taught;</L>
<L>For well they know <HI>Religion</HI> did not dwell</L>
<L>In <HI>Garbs</HI> or <HI>Phra&s;es,</HI> but in <HI>Living well;</HI></L>
<L>Two <HI>Painful Labourers, Pow'rful Preachers</HI> both,</L>
<L>Strangers to <HI>Covetou&s;ne&s;s, Pride</HI> and <HI>Sloth,</HI></L>
<L>No <HI>Out-&s;ide Men,</HI> or <HI>zealous</HI> but in Talk,</L>
<L>But &s;uch as in one con&s;tant <HI>Orb</HI> did walk</L>
<L>Of <HI>&s;olid Piety,</HI> who&s;e Care was &s;hown</L>
<L>For their <HI>Flocks</HI> good as much as for their own;</L>
<L>And with unwearied Pains like <HI>Tapers</HI> Bright,</L>
<L><HI>Con&s;um'd</HI> them&s;elves to Ble&s;s <HI>others</HI> with <HI>Light,</HI></L>
<L>Would you &s;ee Heathen <HI>Chief-Good</HI> Chri&s;tend, and</L>
<L>Ethicks &s;erve under <HI>Sacred Writs</HI> Command;</L>
<L>Their <HI>School-points</HI> Ju&s;tly now become our own,</L>
<L>Made <HI>Denizens</HI> in our <HI>Religion</HI></L>
<L>'Twas here, and every <HI>Moral Virtue</HI> hence</L>
<L>Cho&s;e a new <HI>Genus,</HI> and new <HI>Difference,</HI></L>
<L>They found tho&s;e <HI>Humane Lu&s;tres</HI> had before</L>
<L>But <HI>Twinckled</HI> in Raw Indige&s;ted Oar</L>
<L>Di&s;per&s;'d and Branch'd in <HI>Speculative</HI> Veins</L>
<L>Through all the Southern School-mens <HI>Sun-Burnt</HI> Brains</L>
<L>And therefore Coyn'd them into <HI>Practick pence,</HI></L>
<L>Now <HI>Currant</HI> through all <HI>Marts</HI> of <HI>Con&s;cience.</HI></L>
<L>They did de&s;ign (&s;till their Example <HI>Strives</HI>)</L>
<L>To Ve&s;t the&s;e in their <HI>Rights</HI> unto our <HI>Lives;</HI></L>
<L>To <HI>Di&s;ei pline</HI> our <HI>Conver&s;e,</HI> work us <HI>That</HI></L>
<L>Which <HI>Set fac'd Monks</HI> make but <HI>Religious Chat;</HI></L>
<LG>
<L>Nor know we how their Prai&s;es to <HI>Divide,</HI></L>
<L>Who both beyond all-Prai&s;e, <HI>Prai&s;e-Worthy</HI> Dy'd.</L>
<L>To'th la&s;t in their <HI>Dear Ma&s;ters</HI> work <HI>Imploy'd.</HI></L>
</LG>
<L>The Reverend <HI>Pledger,</HI> Twice that day had Preach'd</L>
<L>On which his Soul that Long'd for <HI>Haven</HI> Reach'd.</L>
<L>That Active Soul as <HI>Large</HI> a one as ere</L>
<L>Submitted to Inform a <HI>Body</HI> here,</L>
<L><HI>High</HI> as the place in <HI>Bli&s;s</HI> he was to have,</L>
<L>Yet &s;till as <HI>Low</HI> and <HI>Humble</HI> as his Grave.</L>
<LG>
<L><HI>Twice</HI> with his Lord that day he had <HI>Repa&s;t</HI></L>
<L>Fir&s;t <HI>Here,</HI> But that not Satisfying's Ta&s;t</L>
<L>For a <HI>Full Meal</HI> to Heaven wards did ha&s;t</L>
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<L>And being <HI>Spent,</HI> (not weary) Sweetly <HI>Slept,</HI></L>
<L>In tho&s;e <HI>Almighty Arms,</HI> &s;o long had kept</L>
<L>Him <HI>Safe,</HI> That wondrous <HI>Glory</HI> to Declare</L>
<L>Wherein he now Enjoys an <HI>End<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="2 letters">&s;s &s;hare;</HI></L>
<L>Nor did good <HI>Wells</HI> le&s;s nobly quit the Stage</L>
<L>From the Turmoils of an <HI>En&s;naring</HI> Age,</L>
<L>For with as much true <HI>Zeal</HI> and <HI>Piety,</HI></L>
<L>He always <HI>Liv'd</HI> as other Saints do <HI>Dye;</HI></L>
<L>Where, like &s;ome <HI>Holy Sacrifice,</HI> t' Expire</L>
<L>A Feaver <HI>Burns</HI> him, but Love <HI>Lights</HI> the Fire.</L>
<L>Go <HI>Happy Pair!</HI> May your Immortal State</L>
<L>Invite our <HI>Gro&s;&s;er Souls</HI> to Imitate.</L>
<L>I'th' <HI>Book of Life</HI> your Names <HI>Recorded</HI> &s;tand</L>
<L>Engraven by your <HI>Great Redeemers</HI> Hand</L>
<L>Ver&s;es are <HI>Vain,</HI> your <HI>Memory's</HI> more &s;afe</L>
<L>For <HI>Cherubims</HI> &s;hall Write your <HI>Epitaph,</HI></L>
<L>Which in <HI>Mo&s;aick</HI> Work with <HI>Diamonds</HI> Bright</L>
<L>Is <HI>Drawn</HI> in Heaven, and Read by its own Light.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS</TRAILER>
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<P>LONDON, Printed for <HI>B. H.</HI> 1676.</P>
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