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A45689	Old Jacobs accompt cast up and owned by one of his seed, a young lady &c., or, A sermon preached at Laurance Jury, Feb. 13, 1654 at the funerall of the honorable and most virtuous lady Susanna Reynolds wife to the Honorable Commiss. Gen. Reynolds / by Thomas Harrison.	Harrison, Thomas, 1619-1682.	1655 (1655)	Wing H914; ESTC R28062	18,006	42

amis at home and abroad which he is unable to remedy and so increaseth his sorrow And for your Mechanical callings you are always complaining either of scarcity or deadnesse of trading or hevinesse of taxes or failing of your debtors or of some one thing or other The wicked have their evil days many an Aguish fit many an inward gripe and grudging many a spice of that burning feaver that waits them in Hell The Righteous they also have their evil days days of temptation wherein they are to wrestle with Principalities and Powers days of spiritual desertion when by their sins they have caused God to hide his face from them days of troubles and opressions from the world And all these so many that if a man for all the good days should lay down so may white stones and for all the bad ones so many black ones when we come to cast up the reckoning we should find the number of the black ones to exceed the white such a thing is our life as a man would not take it if he knew what it were before he took it if he were to chuse he would not buy his being upon such conditions one cries with the Shunamites son My head my head another with the Prophet my belly my belly another with Asa complains of his feet another with Ezekias of his sore in the body another with Esau of his hunger one with David my son my son another with Elisha my Father my Father one with Job complains of an ill wife another with Abigail of a churlish Husband another with Joseph of unmerciful brethren And the reason of all this why the Lord lays this mustard these bitters upon the Teats of this world is least we should hang too much upon them he sends dashing showrs and rainy weather to make us hasten our journey for if our way were fair and good we would loyter in our journey sit us down and hold chat and so perhaps be benighted if all things here went well with us and to our likeing we should go neer with the fool in the Gospel to sing a requiem to our souls here set up our rest and say with Peter it is good being here God therefore in great wisdom having appointed man to a more excellent happinesse hath mixed all our sweet cups with bitter ingredients that so we might sipple more sparingly of them and seek elsewhere for our happinesse He sees how we are wedded to the world and have our hearts glued to it and how we could be content to sit down by its fleshpots and therefore he will have us here beaten and evil intreated to make us long for that land where flows milk and honey he will have the waters of troubles overflow all things below that with Noahs Dove finding no rest for the soals of our feet here we might betake our selves to the Ark and fly as a bird unto God the hill of our refuge When the Heathen had suffered Shipwrack of all his estate Well fortune saith he now I perceive thou wouldst have me become a Philosopher By all these things God would have us to become Christians indeed and to mind Heavenly things 1. Use The consideration of these evil days may serve to strike a terror into the hearts of impenitents for these are but the beginning of their sorrows who do dye in their sins The day of Judgement is most properly called the evil day and that night of eternity that follows upon it The night John 9.4 in this life the wicked have now and then some twilight of comfort but after this life there shall be a perfect midnight no glimmering of light no sun to rise any more upon them The clouds of Gods anger are now but in gathering but then the great deeps shall be broken up and shall overflow them The days of this life though they be miserable yet they are but few and that is some help but that help is not there to be had Remember the days of darkness for they are many Eccl. 11.8 Nay they are infinite they shall never have end Therfore I say with Solomon Remember these days break off thy sins by righteousness and take hold of him who is our peace otherwise there is not the least of thy troubles but it is a certain earnest and pledge of thy everlasting torments 2. Use Let all the children of God learn to make that use of the evils of this present life that God doth intend by them To long and breath after that State and Place where all tears shall be wiped from our eyes as that son that endures misery in a far country doth with the Prodigal long to be at his fathers house That Marriner that is tossed and tumbled betwixt winds and waves striving for him longs to be at the Haven as the wounded Hart brays for and seeks after the water Brooks as the watchman waits for the morning as the Captive or Prisoner doth sigh for deliverance that which home is to the Traveller what the Haven is to the Marriner what water to the panting Hart what the morning to the watchman what redemption is to the captive that is Heaven to the soul that is in misery Never therefore read or hear that promise of our Saviour Behold I come shortly and surely I come quickly but let the troubles that here molest and disquiet thee cause thee to take up that fervent acclamation Amen Even so come Lord Jesus come quickly FINIS Epicedium Upon the death of the most worthy Lady Susanna Reynolds Wife to the Hononrable Commissary-General Reynolds who dyed at Wanstead House Jan. 8. 1654. T Is hard now not to write if Ink were scant Or failed now Tears might supply that want Zac. 11.2 Let Fir trees howl at this sweet Cedars fall Let dry and withered ones this Funeral Attend with fear and what 's to the green on done Observe with trembling shall this radiant Sun Go unlamented down Oh no the loss Is Universal and this stroak a Cross Psal. 43.9 and 75.3 To the whole world which by her loss now wants A Shield and Pillar for such are the Saints Unto the tottering Earth to ward off blows Bear burthens and prevent sad overthrows Who ever heard her name in time of life In either state of Virgin or of Wife But with th' Appendix of the highest praise A strife t'wixt Grace and Nature which should raise Her most was visible unto those few Who had the glory of a nearer view Her far fam'd worth did touch all ears and hearts With love and wonder Virtue Person Parts Deportment Wisdom Sweetness all combin'd To conquer every Nobler heart and mind And who hath heard she 's dead without a grief And horrour such as scarce admits relief Her early too too early loss of breath Gives all our joys an Universal death And yet nor sighs nor tears this equal can Although our eyes out flow the Ocean In this one instance see the truth of

semina vitae Ne scia solae ne cis quae Sanctâ pascitur aurâ Possumus interne nullum mortale videre Sed quod ad huc maneat post vani tempora mundi Creditur aeternii hominem vixisse diebus Si deerant maculae Quae sunt hôc pectore mendae Pulchra Venus naeros circumtulit Inclyta nullas Continet Haec sorces animo ut sic corpore pura Mors injussa venis non est tibi lata potestas Ut sponsa dirimas In me convertito telum Quid facii ah jaculi fi sit mea pectora tentet Adsum qui morior me me tua spicula sternant Siccine faeminio gaudes vicisse triumpho Siccine deliciam nostri prosternis amoris Viscera quid solitas servatis corpore fedes Turgida quid fugiunt cordis ligamina ruptum Quid rutilas ocule extinguatur luminis ictus Vel si gratus eris Domino sis fletibus aptas Vivere quid valeat pereunt cum gaudia vitae Vita corona decus summi quoque gloria vote Interit Ah! possis non atque marite perire Et juvat possum poteris nec morte revelli Te sequar ô conjux tumulo tumulabimur uno Et quae vita negat tumulo solatia carpam Dixit innexis haerens cervice lacertis Jam moriturus erat dilapsum luctibus istis Sustentat sponsae Genius Charissime dicit Salve qualis amor dolor aut quoe gratia rara Impulit ut scociam me sub discrimine tanto Queras ah conjux tua sum tua dicar oportet Exanimata licet Te per lata oequora actum Quaesivi cupiens junctissima junctior esse Oraque nostra tuum frustra clamantia nomen Implerun gemitus Quorum suspiria corpus Orbarunt animâ Christi quae brachia versus Tendit cui solo sis conjux chare secundus Cujus ob amplexus sperno tot gaudia terrae Ipse mihi Sponsus propero Mi Chare valeto Terrea terrenis liceant magnalia capto Surge age da plausus lugubres exue vestes Die Caelis Christum Terris me habuisse Renoldum Hoc juvat Angelici resonent connubia caetus Jo Christe veni decoratum suscipe sponsm Laeta dies Jani terrâ caelisque benigna Postera me terris junxitque novissimae caelis Postera erat faelix bao sed faelicior istâ Talia fata fugit Sed non revocanda vocatur Sponsa mane Sponsumque tuum laeto ore saluta Quae servare potes num Tu cruciabis amantem Plura dolor prohibet Sed junctis corpore pennis Illa fugit Christi tenerisque amplectitur ulnis Quae discessa tegit maesto velamine vultus Cordaque tantorum quorum sit digna parentum Quae libet haud potuit miseros mens discere luctus Et patris matrisque suae fratrumque sororis Conjugis at fixum remanet sub pectore vulnus Formam quod violat maciemque in corpore fecit Nec studiosus amor fuit hic de more parentum Si quis enim reliquus tanti sit digna doloris Sic quoties ponto properat Sol lucidous alto Discessu fuscum Nox induit atra colorem Sed valeant planctus valeant suspiri● nosmet Dilecta propere Satagamus jungere Christo Sub umbrâ conjugis pientissimi Sic flevit J. M Epitaphium Vivere non volui Potui nec fata subire Me trahit hinc sponsus me trahit inde Deus Est Mihi sponsus amans mihi sunt charique parentes Omnibus at melior Tu mihi Christe veni A Funeral Elogie on the death of his Dear Sister Mrs. Susanna Reynolds WHat meant your dim ey'd Moralists to praise The home-spun virtues of their former days Or what vain Poets when they Deifie Their gay clothed Nature with Eternity Had they but seen thy life and fall They 'd burn their Books and turn Atheistical Away Bablers here you all may see Your Goddesse stained with Mortality Here 's Constance Prudence every Deity Enthrald by death as much as Piety Here 's Greatness Goodness or what ere you term Your Summum B 〈◊〉 num found to be infirm Your active virtues in its operation Hath found an exile by Imposthumation Nay more here 's Heaven joy and Earths delight Robb'd of her being stole away by night O Covetons Jales thus to impropriate The worlds treasure to your own estate Stand off prophaner Orgies wee l lament Our saddest loss in love call'd penitent Since that our joy center'd in one Our loss admits no consolation Yet glorious is that Loadstone sweet that love That thus extracts her soul for joys above Unhallowed conversations disagree With her whose Element is Piety If that an Inquest on her lives accompt Had but been made you might have found her moun Each day degrees first in affectation And then in a spiritual conversation Long since she was above and now shee 's gon To take compleat possession Not that she wanted here blind fortune nere Was more propicious to the worlds Heir To say shee 's blest is vain t is but to croud Her vast enjoyments in a breathed Cloud Thus weak ey'd Mortals cannot well descry In bodies chain'd her state and gallantry Yet if the curious fancy dives to know Her further Bliss then let him go For only vision can describe the story Of her Immence Eternal weight and glory Yet whilest we see what she contem'd we guess Her portions great that counted this the less She to Christ Coll's gon where Saints commerse Where Christ such blest souls take sweet convers. Whose thred of life Nature so finely spun It burst asunder whilst the Glass did run Sic flevit Hen. Milden A sad Memorial on the much lamented death of the Right Virtuous Lady SVSANNA REYNOLDS Wife to the Honourable minded Commander Com. Gen. REYNOLDS who exchanged her frailty for a Crown of Immortality Anno 1654. JAM CHRISTI SPONSA PHOENIX MORIENDO REVIVISCIT HEnce true Adorements let Us see no more Of Mortal favours set upon your Score Droop droop Spectators Canopy each face While Tears like Floods run their Curranto race If that you did but rightly understand This losse of losses you would straight command If that it lay within your reach that all That Virtue does bestow might have a fall Had we not better see that Precious Gold No sooner kept but quickly turn'd to Mold Alasse we Mortals like the Flower are tost No sooner blown upon but we are lost It is no wonder nor admir't as strange That Sublunary things must have a change Observ't that fatal death strikes at the best And Goodnesse here can never be at rest Whilest Rarenesse strives for to preserve it self Leaves Us at losse and gains it self by stealth And which is most belov'd doth glide away And turn our joys into a mournfull day Now speak your Minds freely can you not weep This losse wil make a Heart of Stone to break Could greater Virtue have sustain'd suspence By gashly Deaths overture and

all Those Sacred Similes that speak mans fall His life is likened to a Vapour vain To Shepherds Booth soon up and down again To flying shadows To a fading flower Grows up is green pluck't withered in an hour To dreams i th' morning ended ere begun To a short stories Race that 's quickly run To Dust that 's blown away with every blast To Wind that goes and comes no more in hast To Weavers Shuttle moving fast away To flying Eagles hasting to the prey To the swift sayling Ships that hasten most To the swift riding of a winged Post All these made good in one so justly dear May fill Survivors hearts with care and Fear To her worthy Husband Y' have lost your softest sweetest half a part Is rent from off that Cawl that hides your heart How great 's your loss You but begun to know What you to God for such a Mate did owe The Throne of Beauty seated in her Face Loves Loadstone in her pure and peerless grace A Soul so full of that diviner flame Of love next God to you Oh love her Name Her name and memory And love the Lord Who once though but a while was pleas'd t' afford And lend you such a Jewel but few such Do shine on Earth all th' earth will say as much And now She shines above behold her there By Faith and follow her up to that Sphaere Where centred both in him whom we adore You 'le meet e're long neer to be parted more To her Noble Parents Y' have lost part of your selves a Child a Friend The seed of fairest hopes which might extend To after times in her your selves set forth In a new Volume the same Grace and worth Might to the world and Saints have lived still When Heaven your souls and earth your bodies fil But why do thoughts 'gainst him arise and mount Who of his matters giveth no account Death like the Serpent's dieted and must Meddle no further onely feed on dust And give up that at last as he that 's bold To chop up morsels too too hot to hold That part which you were Organs to convey Shall be restored in that glorious day To her Brethren and onely Sister Y' have lost your selves repeated and no less A loss then of a Glass wherein to dress Your souls you still might learn a staff a stay She might have proov'd to you another day Y' have lost a Right hand and a Non-such friend When once your precious Parents days shall end Strive to make up this Breach Strive to exceed Excel your selves in every worthy Deed Resemble her that 's gone pray to inherit A double portion of your Sisters Spirit Sic deflevit Hodieque deflet Thomas Harison In Excellentissimam Charissimam Dom. Susannam Reynolds Sic Flevit H. P. HEr matchless worth had I not known My rustick Reed had never blown But cause I knew this Phenix well My Tit-mouse joyns with Philomel And though unskil'd in Sol Fa Re Can bear a part in Lachrimae The little Spanlet of her life She past a Child a Maid a Wife The first was such a lovely story Her Parents had that joy that glory So sweet it was that they can tell Obedience beyond Paralel She could subscribe with guileless breath Obedient Daughter unto death There needed not a Fathers frown Or Mothers lowrings to take down An awless Spirit where an eye Or hint commanded Loyalty Deer heart so anxious to obey She grew all duty as some say She carryed duty or it her Unto the Grave if I don't erre A Virgin so unsoild so chast That to bee a Wife she made no hast Such vertue lay in Beauty hid That all absurd attempts forbid Honour and Greatness came a wooing And Riches offer'd to be dooing But in her bosome find's no place It was so taken up with Grace Curled Locks and powdered Loyns The Votaries to Beauties shrines Painted Puppets and fine things Like men with Watches and with Rings Presenting Love in Ryme and Prose Were answered I will none of those Unless I meant to see some feats Playd by Baboons or Marmosets At length her Nobler thoughts she plac'd On one whom Heaven and Earth had grac'd But how like to a Rock she stood 'gainst Waves and Seas to make vows good And how through thick thin hot and cold She travel'd and through ways untold And how her worth did swim above Frowns and disdains to answer love Yea how withal she did contest To gain a long'd for short-liv'd rest Must be the work of a Steel'd Pen I can but weep it ore agen A Wife she is Oh give me back That word agen though words I lack To tell how good she was and yet Whether a Wife I ev'n forget For ere the Sun had run its round Nor Child nor Maid nor Wife was found But dainty Dust layd up in Clay Onely Deer Shade this must I say Religion and not Phancical Prudence and meekness not formal And faithfulness without deceit A spirit most humble and as great Birth worth and sweetness met in thee All strove for place yet all agree But what of these Alas she dies Let other Muses write mine cries For sorrows tears drop not from Pens blest Sue But hearts and eyes Adew adew adew H. P. In Conjugalem Amicitiam JOHANNIS REYNOLDS SVSANNAE REYNOLDS I Ask no Muse's help to write Nor yet of Venus flame or light My Fancie's mov'd by Nobler love Such as virtuous minds approve Beauties fair colour and its Shape Is Natures gift or Natures Ape By love which of two Souls made one Two Spirits composition And Friendships Sacred Bond so knit Death's Sword alone could severe it Pythagoras and Plato may Of Scepticks eas'ly gain the day Old Poets some blind Prophets call Since love 's become Ethereall Our Gospel ground-work and no less Then hearts enjoyments as we guess More of Souls love I can't reherse In tear's Floud ends my Swan-like Verse In obitum Susanna Piissimae Sponsae magnanimi illius Renoldi Exercitûs imperialis Commissarii publici Sic allocutus est conjux QUo cuis unfaelix nunquam sat flebile fatum Non mala sat sentis nisi sis sub pondere stratus Connubiine diem celer es celebrare reversum Festinant nimium dicis tua carbasa ventis En quid habet thalamus Lectum mors occupat atra Quid facis ah Fatum Cujus praecordia rumpis Clepsydra quid properas graciles diffundere arenas Quid peragis viduum gaza de ludere mundum Te nihil attonuit qui tantis emicat ignis Ingenii radiis Te nil tot fulgura mentis Nil pietas nil cara fides nil inclyta virtus Eximius candor nil nobilitasque parentam Suadet ut infaustum poteris divertere telum Parcarum quid sunt nisi nomina vana recenses Parcere quae nostrae nondum didicere Renoldae Si pietatis opus Si quid pia numina Spectant Omnia circumstant Nec desunt