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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<P>MEMENTO MORI.</P>
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<HEAD>AN ELEGY ON THE <HI>Death of His Sacred Maje&s;ty</HI> KING CHARLES the II. <HI>OF BLESSED MEMORY.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>UNwelcome News! <HI>White-Hall</HI> it's <HI>Sable</HI> Wears,</L>
<L>And each Good Subject lies <HI>di&s;&s;olv'd</HI> in <HI>Tears!</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ju&s;tly</HI> indeed; for <HI>CHARLES</HI> is Dead the <HI>Great!</HI></L>
<L>(Who can &s;o much as &s;uch great <HI>Griefs</HI> repeat?)</L>
<L>King <HI>CHARLES</HI> the Good, in whom that Day there fell</L>
<L>More then <HI>one Tribe</HI> in this our <HI>I&s;rael!</HI></L>
<L>Ah! Cruel <HI>Death!</HI> we find thy <HI>Fatal Sting,</HI></L>
<L>In <HI>Lo&s;ing</HI> Him that was &s;o Good a KING:</L>
<L>A KING &s;o Wi&s;e, &s;o Ju&s;t, and H'had great part.</L>
<L>In <HI>SOLOMON'S</HI> Wi&s;dom, and in <HI>DAVID'S</HI> Heart:</L>
<L>A KING! who&s;e <HI>Vertues</HI> onely to Rehear&s;e,</L>
<L>Rather requires a VOLUMN then a VERSE.</L>
<L>Sprung from the Loyns of <HI>Charles</HI> of Ble&s;&s;ed Fame,</L>
<L>A Worthy SON of His Great FATHERS Name:</L>
<LG>
<L>His <HI>Parents</HI> and His <HI>Grand&s;ires Vertues,</HI> He,</L>
<L>As H'did their <HI>Crown,</HI> enjoy'd <HI>ex Traduce,</HI></L>
<L>Of th' Be&s;t and Greate&s;t of KINGS, the <HI>Epitome.</HI></L>
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<L>His <HI>Ju&s;tice</HI> &s;uch, as none could Him Affright,</L>
<L>From doing t' <HI>all,</HI> to <HI>God</HI> and <HI>Subjects</HI> Right.</L>
<L><HI>Puni&s;h</HI> He could, but like <HI>He'vens Maje&s;ty,</HI></L>
<L>Would that a <HI>Traytor</HI> &s;hould <HI>Repent,</HI> not <HI>Dye.</HI></L>
<L>His <HI>Prudence</HI> to the LAWS due <HI>Vigour</HI> gave,</L>
<L>He <HI>&s;aved</HI> Others, and Him&s;elf did <HI>&s;ave.</HI></L>
<L>His <HI>Valour</HI> and His <HI>Courage,</HI> VVrite who can?</L>
<L>B'ing a Good <HI>Souldier</HI> e're he was a <HI>Man:</HI></L>
<L>VVre&s;tling with <HI>Sorrows</HI> in a Land Unknown,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t <HI>Herod</HI> did <HI>&V;&s;urp</HI> His Royal Throne:</L>
<L>Bani&s;h'd His <HI>Native Country</HI> every Day,</L>
<L>Like <HI>Mo&s;es,</HI> at the Brink of <HI>Death</HI> He lay:</L>
<L>But that <HI>Storm's</HI> over, and Ble&s;t be that <HI>Hand</HI></L>
<L>That gave Him <HI>Conduct</HI> to His <HI>Peaceful Land,</HI></L>
<L>Where <HI>this</HI> Great KING the <HI>Gordion Knot</HI> Unties</L>
<L>Of <HI>Heavens,</HI> the <HI>Kingdoms,</HI> and His <HI>Enemies;</HI></L>
<L>Not with the <HI>Sword,</HI> but with His <HI>Grace</HI> and <HI>Love,</HI></L>
<L>Giving to tho&s;e their <HI>Lives</HI> that for His <HI>&s;trove.</HI></L>
<L>Never did Per&s;on &s;o much <HI>Mercy</HI> Breath,</L>
<L>Since our Ble&s;t <HI>Saviour</HI>'s, and His <HI>Father</HI>'s Death.</L>
<L><HI>In fine,</HI> His <HI>Actions</HI> may our <HI>Pattern</HI> be,</L>
<L>His <HI>Godly Life,</HI> the <HI>Chri&s;tian Diary.</HI></L>
<L>But now He's <HI>Dead,</HI> alas! our <HI>David</HI>'s gon,</L>
<L>And having Serv'd His <HI>Generation,</HI></L>
<L>Is <HI>fall'n A&s;leep;</HI> That <HI>Glorious Star</HI>'s no more,</L>
<L>That th' <HI>Engli&s;h Wi&s;emen</HI> led unto <HI>the Shore</HI></L>
<LG>
<L><HI>Of Peace,</HI> where <HI>Go&s;pel-Truth</HI>'s Profe&s;t,</L>
<L><HI>Cheri&s;ht</HI> within our <HI>Pious Mothers Brea&s;t,</HI></L>
<L>And with <HI>Protection</HI> of &s;uch KINGS &s;till Ble&s;t:</L>
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<L>Ble&s;t with His <HI>Piety,</HI> and the Nation too,</L>
<L>Happy in h's <HI>Reign,</HI> with <HI>Milk</HI> and <HI>Honey</HI> flew:</L>
<L>Yea, Ble&s;t &s;o much with <HI>Peace</HI> and <HI>Natures</HI> &s;tore,</L>
<L><HI>Heaven</HI> could &s;carce <HI>give,</HI> or We <HI>de&s;ire</HI> no more:</L>
<L>But yet, alas, He's <HI>Dead!</HI> Mourn <HI>England,</HI> Mourn,</L>
<L>And all your <HI>Scarlet</HI> into <HI>Sack-Cloth</HI> turn:</L>
<L>Let <HI>Du&s;t</HI> and <HI>A&s;hes</HI> with your <HI>Tears</HI> Comply,</L>
<L>To <HI>Weep,</HI> not <HI>Sing,</HI> His <HI>Mournful Elegy:</HI></L>
<L>And let your <HI>Love</HI> to <HI>Charles</HI> be &s;hown hereby,</L>
<L>In rendring <HI>James</HI> your <HI>Prayers</HI> and <HI>Loyalty.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Long may Great</HI> JAMES <HI>the&s;e Kingdoms</HI> Scepter <HI>Sway,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And may His</HI> Subjects <HI>lovingly</HI> Obey;</L>
<L><HI>Whil&s;t with</HI> Joynt Con&s;ort, <HI>all agree to Sing,</HI></L>
<L>Heaven <HI>Ble&s;s the&s;e</HI> Kingdoms, <HI>and</HI> God Save the KING.</L>
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<P><HI>London,</HI> Printed by <HI>J. Millet,</HI> for <HI>W. Thackeray,</HI> at the &s;ign of the <HI>Angel</HI> in <HI>Duck-Lane,</HI> MDCLXXXV.</P>
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