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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>AN ELEGIE On the EARL of ESSEX. <HI>Who Cut his own Throat</HI> In the TOWER. <DATE><HI>July</HI> 13. 1683.</DATE></HEAD>
<OPENER><DATELINE><DATE><ADD>14 July. 1683</ADD></DATE></DATELINE></OPENER>
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<L>HOW many &s;trange uncertain Fates Attend,</L>
<L>The Wandring Pilgrim to his Journeys End.</L>
<L>Earth turns to Earth, Water, Air, and Fire,</L>
<L>Again&s;t the Breath inform'd them, do Con&s;pire;</L>
<L>As every Man were his own Fatal <HI>Catch,</HI></L>
<L>'Tis in his Hands to forward the Di&s;patch;</L>
<L>Some in the Field of <HI>Venus,</HI> Some of <HI>Mars,</HI></L>
<L>Some meanly Hang them&s;elves, &s;ome Hang an Ar&s;e:</L>
<L>But Mighty <HI>E&s;&s;ex,</HI> His Victorious Arm,</L>
<L>With Griefs Oppre&s;t, Receives the Swift Alarm,</L>
<L>A Meaner Foe then Steel, He Scorns to own;</L>
<L>Or Fall by any Hand, but by his Own,</L>
<L><HI>Achitophel</HI> may Hang Him&s;elf, and <HI>Oats</HI></L>
<L>With <HI>Judas</HI> Swing, and &s;ome may cut their Throats,</L>
<L>Whom Black De&s;pair, may Urge; But <HI>E&s;&s;ex</HI> He,</L>
<L>The Fir&s;t that Cut his Throat, for's Loyalty.</L>
<L>Oh! That De&s;pair &s;hould 'Tend &s;uch Fiery Zeal.</L>
<L>This Mighty <HI>Samp&s;on</HI> of the <HI>Common-Weal.</HI></L>
<L>Rais'd to Defend, and &s;et his <HI>I&s;rael</HI> Free.</L>
<L>From Popi&s;h Rage, Phili&s;tian Tiranny,</L>
<L>To Shake the Pillars of the Church and State,</L>
<L>He Crowns it with his own untimely Fate.</L>
<L><HI>E&s;&s;ex</HI> the Famous General; That Name,</L>
<L>So dear Recorded in the Books of Fame,</L>
<L>With Royal Blood, and Fatal Conque&s;ts Cloy'd,</L>
<L>Ten Thou&s;and of the Kings be&s;t Friends De&s;troy'd:</L>
<L>But thou'rt the Fir&s;t, and &s;hall Recorded be,</L>
<L>That Rid him of one Secret Enemy:</L>
<L>VVhat Fitter Victim, cou'd Great <HI>E&s;&s;ex</HI> Bring,</L>
<L>T'atone his Crime again&s;t an Injur'd King?</L>
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<L>But here thy Rage too De&s;perate appears,</L>
<L>To Dye a Martyr to thy Doubts and Fears.</L>
<L>Oh Dire Revenge! Oh! Too Officious Steel,</L>
<L>To make that VVound, which Time can never heal.</L>
<L>Had'&s;t thou but few Days Courage to with-&s;tand,</L>
<L><HI>Jack Catch</HI> had done the Bu&s;ine&s;s to thy hand.</L>
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<L>But Oh De&s;pair! more de&s;perate then thy Guilt,</L>
<L>That dur&s;t not tru&s;t thy &s;elf to &s;tand the Tilt.</L>
<L>Le&s;t thy fal&s;e Tongue, &s;hou'd through thy Throat Impart,</L>
<L>The Bloody Trea&s;ons that oppre&s;t thy Heart.</L>
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<L>This mu&s;t convince the World, and thy wrong'd Prince,</L>
<L>Thou with thy Guilt had'&s;t rather hurry Hence,</L>
<L>Then &s;tay to Ju&s;tifie thy Innocence.</L>
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<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for <HI>J. Smith.</HI> 1683.</P>
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