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A92957 A funeral tear, to the memory of the Honourable Capt. James Killigrew who unfortunately lost his life in His Majesty's service, in an engagement with two French men of war, in the Mediterranean sea, on the 27th. of January last, 1694/5 ... By E. Settle. Settle, Elkanah, 1648-1724. 1695 (1695) Wing S2687A; ESTC R42323 1,247 4

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A Funeral TEAR TO THE MEMORY OF THE HONOURABLE Capt. Iames Killigrew WHO Unfortunately lost His Life in His MAJESTY's Service in an Engagement with Two French Men of War in the Mediterranean Sea on the 27th of January last 1694 5. Immodicis Brevis est Aetas rara Senectus By E. SETTLE LONDON Printed for R. Hayhurst in Little-Britain 1695. A Funeral Tear c. HOW strangely Nature does Her Treasures heap Her Richest Jems in Cabinets so Cheap Her Sparks of Heav'n to Walls of Earth dispos'd And the Great Souls in Brittle Clay enclos'd All Riches have their Wings ev'n Courage dies The Casket breaks and vanishing Jewel flies Weak-Armour'd Life In Wars destroying Field Neither the Champion nor the Cause can shield In Her whole List Britannia ne'er cou'd boast More Hopeful WORTH nor more Vntimely lost Not wak'd like Sluggards at their Noon-day Sun HONOVR His Active Morning Race begun Such YOVTH did never Manlier Virtue grace The Soul of Mars in an Endimion's Face YOVTH where those equal Charms all smiling grew For Cynthia's Darling and Bellona's too Nor in His single Veins such COVRAGE runs Sprung from a Race adopted Neptune's Sons Cheer as Their Quarrel when bold Danger calls And Stout as Their own Floating Castle Walls His Brother's FLAG with His own Streamers joyn'd Hereditary Brav'ry Comes of Kind Methinks I see His Single dauntless Hulk Against His Two tall Foe 's o'er-topping Bulk Deal round Her Roaring Deaths in Iron Ball Unequal Combat English VALOVR All There wanted so much Odds His Fate to push Whom less than Weight and Numbers ne're cou'd crush But let not His Insulting Gallic Foes Too proudly boast this Young cropt English ROSE That Vanity Their Sanguine Blushes tell He dy'd Their Lillies Crimson e're He fell Nay such true COVRAGE fought ev'n beyond Death His Thunder still surviv'd whilst His Last Breath Does to His Neptune-Successors inspire His own Great SOVL that Transmigrating Fire That to Their Arms Life Spir'it and Vengeance lends The hovering Genius His Own Conquest ends Nor was this Scene of Albion Glory pent In Her own Wat'ry Walls Her Vassal Element The Tyrrhene Strand did at those Bolts rebound Not Thames but listning Tyber heard the Sound Nor Rome's alone but Rome's old Rival Shoar Her Carthage Africk-Coast the Echo bore Nay ev'n the Neighb'ring Crescent must Proclaim The British CROSS's envy'd Race of FAME Such Distant HONOVR her far Thunder hurld To drive her Hunted Foes around the World Thus his proud Fame on Her most tow'ring Wings At once His Dirge and Io Paean sings A Fate that ev'n in Death the Triumph bore The great Gustavu's Fall cou'd do no more But oh hard Fated Lawrels This Young Head So early lodg'd in Honour's Fatal Bed But when in that sweet Bloom such COVRAGE dies His Mourners are not only Martial Eyes The God and His own Anvil Cyclop-Crew Their Tears to that Young Hand so justly due A Hand that from Their own Great Forge cou'd weild Their Massiest Bolts their keenest Lightning held But the whole Nine each Muse and ev'ry Grace Must at this Loss bedew her Virgin Face Yes If the Humbler Muses feebler Sound Is not in all Thy louder Tritons drown'd Their softest Harmony shall tune Thy Praise And chant Thy Name in Her Immortal Lays What tho' in Foreign Tombs Thy Ashes sleep And distant Vrns those Envy'd Reliques keep Yet still Thy Native Albion Soyl alone Shall claim thy Birth a Glory all her Own What more Thou leav'st behind that larger Claim Thy fair Example and thy fragrant FAME More than One single Nation shall supply Let the whole World Divide Thy MEMORY FINIS