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A66700	Planctus unigeniti et spes resuscitandi, or, The bitter sorrows for a first born sweetened with the hopes of a better resurrection with consolations, moral and divine, against the death of friends, suited to the present occasion : delivered in a funeral sermon at Felsted in Essex, May 23, 1664, at the solemn interment of ... Charles Lord Rich, the only child of ... the Earle of Warwick / by A. Walker.	Walker, Anthony, d. 1692.	1664 (1664)	Wing W307; ESTC R24590	38,237	75

Funerall are presented to us 1. The Herse a dead man carried out 2. The Mourners his Mother the chief and much People with her 3. The process of the whole they carry him forth In the second the Cordiall 1. The Cordiall it self Weep not 2. The Holy Lymbeck from whence t is distilled the tender bowells of Jesus Christ He was moved with Compassion 3. The fire that gives it operation the seeing of this pittifull object a Desolate Disconsolate Mother When he saw her Then he was moved with Compassi n and when he was so moved then he said Weep not I begin with the First the Funeral and in that 1. The Herse 2. Then the Mourners and this order Custome approves Nature Compells Ceremony appoints and Necessity constrains the Herse leads the Mourners follow Our Noble Lord is gone before we must go after 1. The Herse And that as harsh and dark as if the Pall were of the Coursest Hair-Cloath and made more black and Heavy with these six sable Escutcheons which are its load and burden rather then its Ornament 1. A Man dead 2. He a Young Man 3. That young man a Great man 4 That Great man an Only Son 5. That only Son as Childless at his death as his decease did leave his Mother 6. That Mother a Widow like to continue Childless Heirless concluded and shut up under dispaire of having more to comfort and relieve her Solitude Each circumstance calls for an heavy accent and needs a mournful circumflex let 's drop them with our tears in Order that every Escutcheon may be Guttee only suppose those drops of Pearle and Argent to charge the dispairing Sable Field of Death with brighter hopes of an approaching Resurrection 1 Tim. 2.7 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 preco Caduceator predicator 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 predicare publice laudare Excuse this phrase a Preacher is properly an Herauld but chiefly so at such a time Each word like a slip of Ciprus sprouts up into a mournful Stem the Blazon of each Escutcheon is a dolefull Sentence in Order thus 1. Man is Mortall 2. Even Young men may dye and often do 3. Great Men must fall as well as others 4. Onely-Children cannot escape 5. Whole Families may fayle in Childless Heirs 6. Former Sorrows do not excuse us from Succeeding Ones She that was made a Widow by her Husbands death may yet be rendred more desolate by the loss of Children One comfort gone secures not the rest By the glimmering light which these six dim and lowring Tapers cast about the Herse you may distinctly read the Impress of each Shield 1. Man's Mortal This truth 's so obvious we cannot suppose the Ecce prefixt to it The wonder is greater that any man out-lives his Mothers travel then that he dyes so soon The many witty Emblems of our frailty devis'd and used by gravest Sages Ethnick and Christian are abundantly excused from all suspicion of Hyperbole's by what the holy spirit speaks so frequently in the same Argument Isa 40.6 7. Psal 103.15 Job 13.25 1 Pet. 1.24 Jam. 4.14 Job 7.7 Psal 144.4 Isa 40.17 comparing man to Grass to Flowers to dryed Leaves and Stubble to Dust to Vapours to Wind to Vanity to less then vanity and nothing And no truth is written in Gods Book with more Indelible and larger Characters then that It is appointed unto all men once to dye A time to be born a time to dye Mark how close they stand together nothing parts them Jos 23.14 1 Kings 2.2 'T is the way of all the Earth an universall Rule that doth admit of no Exception Gen. 5.5 8 11 14 17 20 the constant conclusion of all mens History And he dyed So that the challenge was very safe What man is he that liveth and shall not see death Psal 89.48 and shall he deliver himself from the hand of the Grave And the determination as warily made No man can give to God a Ransome for himself or Brother Psal 49.9 that he should still live for ever and not see Corruption 2. And 't is as obvious to common notice we need not Revelation to perswade our Credence they give assent who never saw the Bible and t is become a Proverb nothing so sure as death where seeing is believing there need no other Topicks to make a demonstration 3. And Natural Reason gives its perfect suffrage that must decay whose foundation is i' th dust as ours is who are but the sub-divisions of Adams red Clod crumbled into multiplied Atomes the stream cannot ascend beyond the Altitude of the Fountains Scituation From Corruptible Principles no Product can proceed Incorruptible Man that is born of a Woman is of few dayes it carries its own Evidence because he is so born A Tabernacle patcht together of sappy sticks Job 14.1 and rotten straw and mouldring dirt cannot stand long especially exposed to Storms without and Fire from within and such is mans body 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Greg. Nyss Orat. de Mortuis tost and consumed with dayly strife of hot and cold moyst and dry and which soever Conquers leads life it self a Captive to its Victory 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Greg. Nyss ubi supra And Dust returns to dust 4. And there is a Moral cause i th' Soul as mortall as any Natural one i th' Body Eze. 18.20 Gen. 2.17 Rom. 6.23.5.12 the Soul that sinneth it shall dye In the day thou eatest thou shalt dye the death death is the wages of sin which shall be surely paid By one man Sin entred into the World 1 Kin. 8.46 and death by sin And in as much as no man liveth and sinneth not you may conclude that no man liveth Mors interficit omnes quos natura presentem perducit ad vitam ducit Reges trahit Populos gentes impellit non divitiis redimi non flecti precibus non lachrimis molliri non viribus potuit illa unquam superari Chrysologus Serm. 118. and dyeth not With what words then shall we bewaile or upbraid rather the Atheistical security and stupid madness of those men who will not be perswaded of this truth or which is ten times worse under convictions and confessions of it live here as if they should live here for ever and tempt us to believe they judge their Souls are Mortal they take so little care to save them and their Bodies Immortal they heap up so long provisions for them 2. Even young men may dye and often do Ours in the Text is expresly called so 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 in the ver next following your common saying is Old men must dye and Young men may Senibus mors in januis Juvenibus in obsidiis sayth St. Bernard T is very remarkable how the Scripture Records the Death of Haran And Haran dyed before his Father Tera Gen. 11.21 in the Land of his Nativity Most Children dye before their Parents not one of an hundred

of distress cry out My coal that was left is quenched and to my Husband is not left Name or Remainder upon the Earth This is so deep a Key no Base can touch it but the hoarsest sobbs and groans A Note so superlatively above Ela no female trebble's shrill enough to Reach it and keep Tune 'T will crack our sorrows into Schreeks and Squeling but to venture at it and would be some Apology if Rachell like his dearest Mother should be obstinate in sorrow and refuse to be comforted Fugientis naturae in successore pignus remanet extinquentis jam luminis lucerna ex parte accensa 5. Childless too himself more sorrow still had he but left an Heir and lived a vicarious life liv'd in another though he had dyed himself left but an Hostage in his steed rack't up one spark to kindle more we could have spared him better had he Knit on an end Nodosa aeternitas successio liberorum Aetatis incrementum to lengthen out his Line and fixt one Linck to keep the Chain intire the Wound had been Curable and the breach more Reparable Jer. 15.18 But now the pain is perpetual therefore will we Wayle Mich. 1.8 and Howle and go strip't and naked and make a Wayling like the Dragons and Mourning as the Owls But Lastly because no Sorrows are Superlative which want the Emphesis of Widow that ours may be more then such that's here with full Advantage Though his Right Honourable Mother be not so yet is his Sweet and Dearest Lady such with so much forer agravation as her tender years are less accustom'd to endure it and be distressed with the dolefull Epithite of Dowager so immaturely So soon so suddainly is she bereaved of him as if she had onely had him to be made miserable by loosing of him and in him such an Honour and Happiness as his High Ranck and Higher Sweetness Kindness Nobleness of mind possest her of in Him The smart and sorrows of our losses have no true Standard but the content and joy we had in their fruition But I forget my Self and You 't is Cruelty to gall your bleeding hearts afresh To Rake in your wounds and longer vex those eyes are half wept out already and draw more sluces when all the Banks run over Claudite jam rivos what I have drawn already was not to hurt but help you to give your sorrows vent least they should fester inward Tears help to swage our griefe Sedatur lacrymis egeriturque dolor Ovid. And yield us some reliefe Now let me hasten to refresh you and reassume the ●…ht side of my Text Weep not at least No more when we have wept enough already Not that he can soon or easily be sufficiently bewayled but we must not shed so many tears as he deserves least we shed abundance more then he needs or we can spare or God allowes Nihil difficilius quam magno dolori paria verba reperire Senec. And though the task be hard to counterpoize your sorrowes yet Accept these Anodines which may dissolve and mollifie the tumour asswage the smart and ease the throbbing they are Collyria fitted for such eyes And let me speak as if more of the most-concern'd were present 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 for if any thing be spoken worth the carriage you that are present may transmit it to the absent As Gregory Nyssen spoke in his Funeral Oration for Young Pulcheria But because they must digg deep who will build sure and begin below who would ascend I will lay the First Stone under ground within the Earth of his Mortality and lead you gradually to higher Comforts Utrum stultius mortalitatis legem ignorare an recusare Weep not for he was Mortall he must have died ere long What wise man sheds his tears because his Roses shed their leaves He came into the World under this Law Seneca Nulli contigit impune nasci No man is born on cheaper terms then a necessity of dying He answered as became a Gallant man who entertain'd the Message of his Sons discease with Ego cum genui tum moriturum scivi I knew when I begat him he must dye huic rei sustuli 〈◊〉 't is but a little Maximum solatium est cogitare id sibi accidisse qu d ante se passi sunt omnes omnesqu● pass●…i ideo mihi videtur rerum natura quod gravissimum fecit commune fecisse ut crudelitatem fati consolaretur aequalitas Sen. ad Polys little sooner that he 's gone A few more changes of the Night and Day and fewer of the Summer and Winter would have brought him and will bring us where we shall change no more We all must follow in the Order set us had you a View larger then that which Xerxes took of all Man-kind at once You might conclude with him not one of them should be alive within an hundred years Fate 's impartiality makes some amends for it's Severity Yea the end of all things seems to hasten and not to be at such a distance as secure Atheists would fain perswade themselves Weep not he dyed not in a Forreign Land Ubi non licuerit matri ultima filii oscula gratumque entremi sermonem oris haurire Sen. ad Martiam at a neglected distance the Seas return'd him safe But in a Mothers Bosome where she both might and did assist his Soul and Body with the most pious tenderness and was her own witness with what faithfullness and Care Chaplain Physitians Nurses all Attendants performed towards him Weep not He dyed not suddenly by a surprize or ambushment of Death which grants no liberty to trim a Lamp He dyed not in a Broyle or Duell Mat. 25.7 he dyed not Flagrante Crimine in any Notorious Sin or with symptomes of unusuall Vengeance but in the way of all the Earth the common death of all Men Numb 16.29 Num. 27.3 Et suâ siccâ morte In his own sin as Zelophehad's Daughters spake of their Father in opposition to dying for any signall provocation Weep not He 's gone unsoyled Redditur illi aequale testimonium omaiam hominum desideratur in tuum honorem laudatur in suum Sene. ad Mort. free from reproachfull blots of Scandalous Enormities and needs no tears to rinsh him He did not out-live a good Report but hath left a Memory behind him Clean and Vnstained a Lovely Shaddow of his Lovely Person and his Fairer Mind His Part was Acted well and He 's gone off the Stage as Great Augustus Caesar thought he did and may with him require your Plaudite 2 Kings 22.20 In hoc tam procelloso in omnes tempestates ex posito mari navigantibus nullus portu nisi mortis est Seneca He 's come into his Grave in Peace which was the Great Promise to Gods Friends of Old He hath escap't the storms and is Arrived in the Port with safty He

fulfulled in your cares and eyes Lo here is an heavier Comment on our heavy Text alas but too exact a Counterpayne of that sad Narrative the Sermon translated into such a Language as your eyes can understand A Sacrament added to the Word to convince you and confirm your Faith of Mans Mortality beyond recoyle or hesitancy En magnum fragilitatis humanae Sacramentum the word confirmed by visible signes My Text of Death so painted to the Life that he that runs may read it If e're t were true t is now that Pictures are Idiots Books Look on that dolefull Picture of fading Youth and Greatness and you that can never a Letter in the Book may spell the whole Story word for word without Instructer Oh you Ingenious but Fruitless and so unhappy searchers for an universall character which may with still and silent glances conveigh and whisper to our Intilect the natures and notices of things 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 we find alas too soon what you have sought too long Though I were dumb or had forgot my Text one glance repeats it unto them recalls it unto me In paucis verbis quantae calamitates miseriae In that visible Sermon Behold A Dead Man A Young Man A Great a Noble Man An Onely begotten Son An Heir without an Heir Each w●rd's a wound Here are all the mournfull circumstances but one Quot verba tot vulnera and blessed be God that we meet a full stop before we read to the end of the line And she was a Widow let us lay hold on 't as a better Omen there may be yet a blessing in it Let this a while sustaine you till I can run and fetch you some more Cordialls which you must stay a little for because my way lyes round the Herse again the viewing which will stop my hast 1. That Mournfull sable Pall tells us sad tidings that a Man is Dead and shrouded under it and t is alas too true the dead remains of him who this day Seven-night was alive and this day Fort-night was a Lively Likely Man to live Verily every Man living is altogether vanity Hear what advice he whispers Watch for what 's my case to day may be thine to morrow Hodie mihi eras tiöi Be ye therefore ready also for the Son of Man cometh when you think not St. Luke 12.40 and in an hour when ye are not aware 2. A Young Man in the Flower and Blooming of his Age not fully yet of Age not of Disposing Age in the Laws and Stile of England Yet at Age to be dispos'd of in the Chambers of Death An Ear nay an whole Sheaf nay an whole Field Reapt by Death's Fatall Sickle before 't was ripe or set or Kern'd As if in an immature Harvest you should reap to * Being in May. morrow a Rose Bud gather'd ere 't was blown a Torch puft out not half consumed 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Greg. Nyss de Pulch. an Hour-Glass dash't and pash't in peices and all the Sand spilt and lost before it was a third part run What Age is safe from Fate In the very mid'st of Life we are in Death Of whom may we look for help but from thee O Lord who for our sins most justly are displeased Psal 90.12 Oh Teach us to Number our dayes that we may apply our hearts to Wisdome and that we may know how frail we are 3. But those Coat Armours Ruby and Topas Diamond and Pearle speak him some Noted Personage Nobilis quasi noscibilis I need not aske the Question here which David ask't over Abner's Herse Know You not that a Prince and a Great Man is fallen this day You know it well unto your Cost and Sorrow and see by Dear Experience In this Fourth dolefull Instance in one Family all of Recent and Fresh-bleeding Memory that Earldoms and Perage Nobility and Honour Lordships and Manours Possessions and Apparances Gold and Silver Pallaces and Parks and store of Richest Lands and Tallest Timber and what ever else the World calls Noble Grand and Stately cann't shade or hide their Lords from Death are no good Brest-Works against his Bullets nor best charg'd Shields security against the Arrows of Mortality Death with his ill-match't-pair of Pale and Sable Hackneyes out-drives the goodliest Sets of Sixes 'T were as impertinent as the Philosopher's reading a Lecture of War-like Discipline in the presence of Hanniball for me to unfurle his crimson Ensigns and Vnfold and Display his Splendid Banners or paint out and Deliniate his thrice Honourable Stem amongst those to whom they have been now so long Familiar and as superfluous to Blazon his Scutcheons in that Country which hath to long been irradiated in every corner with the Illustrious Rayes of his cross-Crossets Sol in their Field Mars or inriched and secured by those Ruby Shields glistering with Topaz 'T would but Adorn Deaths spoyles and more Inhaunce his Triumphs to tell you that his Captive was the Onely-Son of an Antient Hereditary Earledome By Blood and Marriage The Son of Two the Grand-Child of Four Eminent Earls and as many Countesses and Nephew to more Peers then all Arithmetick hath Digits Deriv'd from or Alli'd to almost all the Noble Blood that runs in English and in English-Irish Veins A Branch of two Families The One the Grand Nursery of Antient Piety His Mother was the Lady Mary Boyl Daughter to the Earle of Corck the Other the Happy Source of Newest Ingenuity a Society of virtuosi within themselves the Original and Architypes of those Insigniz'd with that Noble Character In a word the Son of Two Bloods which I may boldly call not the least Ornaments of two Great Kingdomes And indued with all those Generous Lovely Innobling Excellencies which might Retribute what he Borrowed from such Blood and would Oh unhappiness he hath not have Transmitted it to his Posterity Inrich't if it be capable of more and hath not attain'd its Acme with increased glory Yet now must lye down in Obscurity and Dust under the Dishonours Reproaches and Squallidness of Death Stript and Desrobed of all his Amiable Manly Goodly Beauty Proportions Features calling Corruption Rottenness and Worms Mother Brother Sister Cease then from Man whose breath is in his Nostrills Isa 2.22 for wherein is he to be accounted of Psal 146.3 4. And Trust not in Princes nor in any Son of Man for when his breath goeth forth he returneth to his Earth in that very day his thoughts perish Surely all Flesh is Grass yea the goodliness thereof as the Flower of the Field 4. The next Impaled Shield tells me he was a Son and those unwelcome Labells hint immature death nay an Onely One yea an Onely Begotten One griefs in a cluster huic illae lacrymae this gives the killing Accent What the good Woman feared in a Parable is here fullfilled without one 1 Sam. 14.7 and his perplexed Mother may with anguish