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A05409	Threnodia in obitum D. Edouardi Lewkenor Equitis, & D. Susannae coniugis charissimæ. = Funerall verses vpon the death of the right worshipfull Sir Edvvard Levvkenor Knight, and Madame Susan his Lady With Deaths apologie, and a reioynder to the same.	Lewkenor, Edward, Sir, d. 1618.	1606 (1606)	STC 15561; ESTC S109434	22,683	58

which did you all expell Two wayes there lie one kept with brandish't flame Of Angels sword no mortall wight may passe the same But I am Porter to that other gate Straight is the wicket nor without my leaue May force or skill winne enterance thereat O foolish men what madnesse doth bereaue Your better wits which ought of Death to craue That through that happy gate you might free passage haue As wandring Pilgrime from his natiue soile With many weary steps which long hath strayed And in his iourney found but paine and toile And dangers derne that haue him oft dismayed How gladly doth he climbe the welcome raft That to his countrey soone and safely shall him waft O men your life is but a Pilgrimage Heauen is your natiue seat of blessednesse This world here yeelds you sorry herbigage Sweat Sorrow sicknesse Paine all wretchednesse Mine is that only Barge that through Gods grace Shall faire and well transport you to your dwelling place Were 't not well done to leaue you heere behind That loue your exile like your misery And cast your countries care all out of mind But for the Soueraigne Maiesties decree Which bids me bring your liues all to one end And send to Hell such as to Heauen will not wend. O if vnwieldy Age with stealing pase Approaching fast should cast vpon your backe His heauy burthen when your riue'ld face The former beauties painted pride should lacke When euery sense waxe dull eares deafe eyes dim Taste all vnsau'ry starke and stiffe each ioint and limbe How would ye then bewaile each weary day And wish ye rid at once out of your paine Why is this loathed light Thus would ye say On wretched wights alas bestow'd in vaine And life on such as no lifes ioy can haue Which long for Death which glad faine would find the graue As when the painfull labourer hath spent Some longer light of swelting Phoebus ray And faithfully hath paid the common rent Of sweating brow vnto this earthly clay To winne his bread how sweet a thing is sleepe That his forwearied limbes in dreamelesse rest doth steepe Such Sleepe is Death such Day this life of your The longer still more painfull than at first All is but toile full wast of troublous houres Yet of declining Age the last are worst But how would ye complaine of tedious day If neither Sun would go nor sleepe would come away Besides from these complaints what shall I tell That greater mischiefe whence I set you free No paine or torment were it that of Hell Is halfe such ill as Sinnes base slauerie Sathans by Sinne. O euer wretched men Till from this Death which only can Death rid you cleane This knew right well the paire you so lament With other Saints whose memories ye praise To whom the ioiful'st message could be sent From heauen was grant of what they wish't alwaies Soone to be loosed from these bonds of Sinne To be with Christ and soone eternall glory winne But you ô seruile kind rest well appaid With this your Bridewell nor that worthy name Ye all vnworthy beare which should vpbraid Your recreant thoughts doth ought vp lift the same To where your Sauiour loe aduan'ct on hie Doth glorious sit at Gods right hand in Maiesty There crown'd with him these two and all the rest Which while they liu'd prepar'd and wish't to die Are now secure of all that might infest Their blessed state of Sinne of misery You waile their Death they pity this your paine And would not be for all this world vndead againe Is this inough to cleare mine innocence And proue my good desert or haue ye ought Which heere against may make the least pretence Say hardly what you can But well bethought With Tragicke termes ye curs'd my cruelty Which both at once this vertuous paire haue done to die Thereto said some it was a sinnefull deed So vertuous part thus ill to recompence But this it prooues me thinks that greatest meede It is to vertue soone to go from hence If God be iust as sure he is the best Amongst rewards he giues vnto the worthiest Nor was that least reward which you complaine To pay with Curtuous duty Natures debt Was neuer any man that could maintaine To longer terme a point of vertue yet O goodly praise and euen to be enui'd These vertuously did when they liu'd and whiles they di'd And if such gaine it be to leaue this light And losse to liue though you account it gaine If fellowship in you encrease delight In sorrow somewhat mitigate the paine For them it was the best say what ye will To go together whether Death be good or ill Besides in truth these two by iust account In life but one both Flesh and Spirit were And as in lawes esteeme they did amount But to one person so they seem'd to beare One mind And wa' st not fit one Dust one Graue One Soule one Enterance into heauenly ioies should haue Farre be from Death such cruelty to part So one a paire to breake so euen a yoke Heere to themselues were wont to wish you dare Might neuer faile to hit them at one stroke Goe blessed Spirits yfere which louely late Were in your life nor in your death be separate But O base Earthwormes whether shall I call Boldnesse or madnesse rather this of your Dare you presume t' emplead the Lord of all Or aske a reason of that Soueraigne power Why this he doth or thus Because he will His pleasure 's iust and that shal be performed still That will of his I doe but execute As now to take this Lady and her Knight At once away His pleasure absolute Was such O cease this vn-approached light With feeble eies to view nigh not this flame Poore flies for feare your wings be sienged with the same And yet for Prouidence this let me say If that high Wisedome neede defence of me Why should ripe corne in field for haruest stay Or mellow Apple hang vpon the tree These two were ripe for heauen or neuer none The bough but touch't with gentle hand they fell alone What need more words If ought be done amisse Blame not the seruant for the Masters will I did mine office If such villanies As Murther Theft and Treason I haue still Detested If base Gaine hath not infect These guilty hands if of no crime I be detect O if I shew you Christ in glorious throne With him the Court of heauen where be my friends The Patriarchs and Prophets euery one Apostles Martyrs all which at their ends Long wished for before faire welcom'd me If through my meanes this paire with these now ioined be O men I craue no fauour doe me right Condemne not thus a guiltlesse innocent Or if ye thinke to spend your hateful'st spight On him that you least harme yet neuer ment O let me die loe heere when all is seid The surest proofe to die not il Death would be dead I know I

THRENODIA IN OBITVM D. EDOVARDI LEWKENOR Equitis D. SVSANNAE Coniugis charissimae FVNERALL VERSES Vpon the death of the right Worshipfull Sir EDVVARD LEVVKENOR Knight and Madame SVSAN his Lady With DEATHS APOLOGIE and a Reioynder to the same PROV 10.8 Memoria Iusti benedicta LONDON Printed by Arnold Hatfield for Samuel Macham and Matthew Cooke and are to be solde in Pauls Church-yard at the signe of the Tigers head 1606 HONORI AC MEMORIAE CHARISSIMORVM CONIVGVM EDOVARDI ET SVSANNAE LEVVKENORVM QVORVM ILLE NOBILI FAMILIA IN AGRO HARTFORDIENSI NATVS A PVERITIA OPTIMIS DISCIPLINIS INNVTRITVS ADOLESCENS SOCIVS COLLEGII D. IOHANNIS IN ACADEMIA CANTABRIGIENSI POSTQVAM EVASIT IN VIRVM S. PRINCIPIS ELIZABETHAE DOMESTICVS PRIMVM EXINDE IN AGRO SVFFOLCIENSI EIRENARCHA POST IN AMPLISSIMVM ORDINEM SVPREMAE CVRIAE PARLIAMENTI NOVIES CONSCRIPTVS POST REMVM A IACOBO MAGNO FOELICE BRITANNIARVM MONARCHA EQVESTRI DIGNITATE ORNATVS CVI VNO ORE OMNES CONSENTIVNT CIVEM FVISSE BONVM MELIOREM MAGISTRATVM VIRVM OPTIMVM CLIMACTERICO SVO AD SVPEROS CONCESSIT IIII. NONAS OCTOBREIS HAEC ILLVSTRIS HEIGH AMORVM FAMILIA CVM SORORE COHAERES FOEMINA RARI EXEMPLI PIETATE AC MODESTIA SINGVLARI ANNO AETATIS SVAE LVI VIRVM CVI SE NVNQVAM IN VIVIS ANTEFERRE SVSTINVIT MORIENS VNO DIE PRAECESSIT VIXERE CONIVGES SINE QVERELA AN. XXXVI VNIS EXEQVIIS SVNT ELATI AN. M.DC. v. V. ID IAN. FILIOS SVPERSTITES RELIQVERVNT II FILIAS VI. PARENTIBVS OPTIMIS AC DVLCISSIMIS B. M. P. E. LEWKENOR F. YE learned Sisters which mount Helicon And high Parnassus cragges vnneth to scale Your best beloued seats in times begone Haue enterchanged for that lowly dale Amid'st the which sweet CAME doth softly slide Willing may seeme longer with you to bide And with his BRIDGE doth couple what his streames diuide So may you neuer of your change repent Or thinke to change againe for other place So may the rigor of the Heauens relent Which on your mansions faire with frowning face Hath look't too long and this contagious ill Be soone remoou'd and farre kept from them still So may your numbrous nurselings all your houses fill So lastly may our PHOEBVS deigne to see And with his gracious sight those Temples blesse And consecrate them with his Maiestie The highest pitch of all their happinesse No lesse than those your other deare delight Which by the FOORD of OVSE are stately pight And since that day do rise and threaten heauens height As ye vouchsafe to lend your willing eare And condescend to Sheepheard swaines request If yet the same but equall shall appeare And to your selues may worke no great vnrest Scarse may though needs it must his suite be tolde O griefe who seeks the cause of griefe t'vnfolde And double griefe which doth from remedy withholde Lewknor alas is dead that worthy Knight And follow'd his good Lady dead before And both within a day Helpe vs to dight Their herses with your plaints and if no more Helpe with your teares our common losse bewaile Your teares are left if other power do faile And fellowship is ease though griefe do nought auaile If of this paire one from his tender yeeres Was wholly yours denoted heart and will Nor that alone but of his equall peeres Few might in all your arts surpasse his skill If in your Court he did sometimes defend No vulgar place O you that wont to lend Your teares to others losse some on your owne exspend You shall not mourne alone the State hath lost A Senatour of many Parliaments The Church may well account her losse is most Of such a sonne The Countrey sad laments A wise and vpright Iusticer The poore A worthy house keeper O if no more Ye feele your owne yet others domage helpe deplore And if how much he in your gifts surpast So much the Graces sweet his Lady graced A right Susanna vertuous faire and chast A lilly bright though now by death effaced If both in euery part of vertue were A matchlesse match a paire without compeare For Vertues sake weepe while ye may not weepe a teare Whereto serues all your skill if not for this To blazon farre and wide well purchasd praise And register to all posterities In honors iust records what might vpraise A caytiue courage vnto faire pretence And teach a gentle Spirit flie from hence To highest heauen Loe heere your arts chiefe excellence Liuing and dead your faculty is debt To good desert which payd in life may haue Malignity perhaps thereat to fret Not so in death No enuy lets the graue Discharge this debt with safety euery deale And let eternall Fame the acquittance seale The world be witnesse vnto whom ye may appeale Besides O let me tell you otherwise Ye owe this duty to that worthy paire Sith first from you the danger did arise Which wrought their death That harme ye ought repaire So might it be repair'd O that it might Butah for life the recompence is light To waile the dead or verses in their praise endight Pardon my griefe if ought my tongue haue strayd Dread Ladies well I wot vnguilty all Ye beene of blame heerein It was misse-sayd No greater sorow mought your selues befall But this is true from that vnhappy place Whose late infection did your nurselings chase To diuers parts this mischiefe came Thus was the case Two sonnes they had Ah now no longer they This worthy paire were hanging on your brest Their chiefest ioy and care when they heard say Contagious Agues did begin t'infest The place whereas ye dwell Not fear'd in vaine As since the sad euent hath shew'd it plaine And such before the Pestilence are wont to raigne Nature and Reason bad them seeke to shend From danger those their hopes They send straightway To fetch them home Their Father had a friend Of well-approued faith full many a day Whose sonne in equall danger with his owne He could not leaue but sent all vnbeknowen His Father for him to Hence hath this sorow growen O weake and feeble wit of mortall wight Which wor'st not what to take and what refuse Chusing the worst thou ween'st to hit the right And leauest the best which wisdome were to chuse As now this worthy knight he would set free His owne from harme and saue from ieopardie His friends also but all his care turnes contrary Not many dayes but sicke began to fall This youth I told in kindnesse brought away Before I should haue told you first of all His fearelesse Father which mislik't his stay From you as losse of time had thought againe Haue sent him backe The knight needs would retaine Him with his sonnes which turn'd himselfe and them to paine But now his father gan most instantly Request he might remoue him home from thence It was within a mile or two thereby Scarse might he speake so much without offence But heard straight way And set you then so light Your only sonne as that regardlesse