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A39022 An Elegy on the death of Sir Edmund Saunders late lord chief justice of England, who dyed on the 19th of this instant June, 1683. 1683 (1683) Wing E381; ESTC R36076 1,337 1

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MEMENTO MORI AN ELEGY On the Death of Sir EDMUND SAUNDERS Late Lord Chief Justice of ENGLAND Who Dyed on the 19th of this Instant June 1683. How vain are all the hopes on which we build Whate're we sow 't is Death still reaps the field 'T is by this Tenure Mortals hold their Breath To give it up when e're 't is call'd by Death Our Life is only lent us upon trust Whether we will or not we must be just Heaven has to all appointed soon or late To undergo the power of cruel Fate But hark what sound is' t strikes my trembling ear Saunders is Dead good Heaven what is' t I hear Is Saunders Dead that Noble Worthy Man His Life is done before it scarce began He was but shown unto the wondring world When lo into the silent Grave he 's hurl'd Lament lament a Learned Judge is gone The Laws bright Star that so Divinely shone To steer the wandring Course of those fond Men VVho thought all Law and Reason dwelt with them But soon as our Chief Justice was espy'd Their Shifts and Fallacies all sunk and dy'd Like Mists that rise before the Morning Sun But vanish all e're half his Race is run Saunders in time though short has liv'd yet more Then thousands Older that have been before Some Men need try but part of their true strength To lay their Foes before them at their length Whilst others strive with heavy weight in vain And came Ignobly off with blushing shame But Saunders was by Destiny design'd To be the Joy and Honour of Mankind A General Good was his Unerring aim 'T is that alone which gives Immortal Fame He did with Prudence first himself advise And then he taught the Nation to be wise When he had gain'd the Mastery of the Law For Publique Good he did his Forces draw To serve his Country was his highest care For which great end he did so Nobly dare His Soul not capable of unjust fear When in a lower Sphear how did he move And gave clear signs what he wou'd higher prove Great force of Nature in his parts was seen Which yet Refin'd by Art more glorious shine Hard Labour Industry and sweating Toyl Went to compleat this wonder of our Isle He knew since the first Man was Curs'd that pain And trouble was the only way to gain True Honour therefore did his strength imploy In that which always gives the truest Joy Kind Providence Rewards industrous Care But Lazy wishes Heaven will never hear Let thy Example lead our Young Men on None knows to what with Study he may come What soul so stupid but takes generous Fire When he but thinks on thee whom all admire He feels warm Glory through his Breast inspire His drousie Faculties and straight does find Ambition to be like thee seize his mind We never can the vastness of our Loss express Nor in fit Language our sad sorrows dress All we can say on this great Theam appears To be but overflowing of our Tears Oh that kind Heaven wou'd shew some better vvay Hovv to his Ashes we might Tribute pay We 're all oblig'd to vveep and mourn for him Who for us all laid out his care and time May he that shall succeed make up our grief By his great worth vve may receive Relief And Comfort to our vvoes vvhich svvell so high They seem almost from Earth to reach the Sky His Epitaph HEre lieth Saunders sacred Dust While living was the Nations Trust Reflect O Reader on thy state Consider thou must stoop to Fate However Brave Thou art and Great The silent Grave does for thee wait And nothing can stern Death Intreat Licensed and Entred according to Order Printed for I. Deacon at the Angel in Guiltspur street 145.