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A53043	A commemoration sermon preached at Darby, Feb. 18, 1674, for the Honourable Colonel Charles Cavendish, slain in the service of King Charles the First, before Gainsborough in the year 1643 / by William Nailour.	Nailour, William, 1627 or 8-1678.; Cavendish, Charles, 1620-1643.	1675 (1675)	Wing N85; ESTC R5836	9,370	30

are Gods and all of you are Children of the most High But ye shall die like men and fall like one of the Princes Great men have those that clear the passage that prepare their way before them but they can't say to Death stand off bear back or if they do that grim Sir minds not these whifflers but goes on his equal pace and makes not distinction betwixt the Poor man's Hut and the Prince's Palace The mighty man must fall just like the Mean only his Death makes the greater noise and Lucian fanci'd in the shades below his Ghost too roar'd the louder otherwise he could imagine no difference betwixt ' em The Favourite of a King must die as sure as he that 's frown'd upon at Court Haman as well as Mordecai Achitophel that spoke Oracles must die as sure as Nabal that talk'd non-sense The Rich man and the Beggar must meet in the Grave Dives died as well as Lazarus the Coward and the Couragious must mingle ashes Now if this be so Then you that stand High be not high-minded but fear Give me leave to say to you what a Slave was commanded to a Roman Victor in the hight of his Triumph Respice futura hominem te esse cogita Consider what 's to come remember you are Mortal It is appointed for you too once to die and after this the Judgement Those who are the Keepers of our Liberties who shall set bounds to theirs The thoughts of Death and Judgment will do it most effectually the Roman Tribunes were not so Sacred as these the Lacedaemonian Ephori were not so powerful You that stand high and live so too and over-drop the Shrubs about you if you like the Prodigal spend your Estate in Riot among Wanton Women and mind not the Cries of the Poor and that you are their Steward then I must advise you to read the Doom of Babylon with trembling lest it should be yours How much she hath glorified her self and lived deliciously so much torment and sorrow give her in the Cup which she hath filled fill to her double Great men must die as well as others and they have a greater account to give then Others have for to whom God hath committed much of him he will ask the more therefore they must not be high-minded but fear And that for the second Observ The Third ensueth They that stand in high stand in the most slippery places and so are aptest to catch a Fall The Text tells us there is a Prince and a Great man fallen and 't is no more then we might well look for The Life of Man is short of Kings shorter of Popes shortest Kings have their Tasters and 't is fit they should auro bibitur Venenum Poison is drunk out of the Golden Cup whereas none has a design upon the Poor man's Pitcher Great men have great Estates and these are aptest to throw them down like persons entangl'd in their looser garments Envy strikes at these men and a rival Ambition undermines them some like Pompey can indure no Peers and some like Caesar no Superiours A plenteous Fortune creates crudities and makes a fat Church-yard and constant Felicity is a thing very hard of Digestion if Want hath kill'd its thousands this hath kill'd its ten thousands They that stand high are apt to be giddy-headed and they that are so are aptest to fall You then that stand upon the flat do not Envy rather Pitie those above you they are expos'd to those winds and storms which flie over your heads when they are in turmoils you are at quiet Hear one speak for all the rest and have compassion We Great men says no mean Statesman are like common Pools to which all the Beasts of the Forest resort and they only exhaust and trouble the Waters you think we sleep upon a Pillow of Downe but there is a Stone in 't our nights are broken but you may rest whole ones there is no end of our Cares as there is no end of our Possessions The wearing a Crown gives the head-ach O Woman you would not stoop to take up that rag out of the dirt did you but know how much trouble was wrapt up in it these words were spoke by a King and were said of a Diadem Great men says the famous Verulam are like the Celestial Bodies they have much Veneration but no Rest but there is this difference betwixt them those Stars are always Fix'd these are still a falling It is a pitiful condition which Kings and Great men are commonly in so many Passions so many Masters so many Servants so many Flatterers Who may say unto them What do ye Great men seldom hear the Truth or if they do He that tells it becomes their Enemie thus frantick people will fall foul upon their best Physitian Offer to reprove Great men and you offer them an affront they cannot bear it tell them what will befall them if they go on in their licentious courses and your mouth shall be stopt Prophesie not again any more at Bethel for it is the Kings Chappel and it is the Kings Court and Great men are Little Kings and their Houses are Courts too in a smaller letter and edition You that stand upon the level do not judge according to outward appearance but judge righteous judgment Consider well the case and condition of them that stand highest and you will find cause to change your Envy into Pity your Admiration into Compassion And that for the third Observation Now the fourth and last advances The holy Land is not a place priviledged against the arrest of Death it seems they die too in the Land of Canaan in the land of Israel a Prince and a great man did and the smaller fry cannot hope to fare better Christ died there and is the Disciple above his Master it is well for him if he be as his Master When Man's Sin first made a breach into the World at that breach Death entered and since that Poor man can take sanctuary in no place but Death will find and fetch him out If you should take the wings of the morning set out never so early and dwell in the uttermost parts of the Earth yet Death would overtake you still you are in his Dominions If any place would secure a man against Death methinks it should be the Land of Canaan which is a type of Heaven the Region of Immortality But this will not do it for I observe of the Land of Canaan what the old Philosopher did of Rome Here men die too In this the Type the Holy Land falls short of its Antitype the Kingdom of Heaven in that Kingdom Moth and Rust do not corrupt Death cannot break through and steal away any they that are there live and see God but none here can live and see him we must die to do it Now since it is so that the best place is not priviledged against the Arrest of Death where ever then you

Imprimatur Ex Aed Lambethanis Martii 16. 1674. Tho. Tomkyns A COMMEMORATION SERMON Preached at DARBY Feb. 18. 1674. For the Honourable Colonel Charles Cavendish Slain in the Service of King Charles the First before Gainsborough in the Year 1643. By WILLIAM NAILOUR 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 LONDON Printed by Andrew Clark for Henry Brome at the Gun in St. Paul's Church-Yard 1675. To the Right Honourable WILLIAM EARL of DEVONSHIRE My Lord THese Papers take shelter under Your great Name to You they belong of Right as the nearest Relation The Person here spoke of was Your Dear Brother You suffered much in that Cause for which He was Slain He was a Martyr You was a Confessor He fought upon Your Expense Your Money raised his Regiment If I have fallen short as needs I must in the Description of so brave a Man impute that to the Excellency of the Subject the best Faces of all others are the hardest to hit to draw unto the Life If any ask why I would offer to undertake this business To them I answer The last words of a Dying person the Will is such To me are Sacred by no means to be neglected I have but done my Duty and though I fail in all points else however I shall hope at least to gain this Obsequii Gloriam the praise of a Ready Obedience Knowing Your Lordships Goodness so very well I am inclined to thinks You will not refuse the First Fruits of his Pen who subscribes himself in good earnest Your Lordships Most devoted as most obliged Servant W. Nailour Southampton House March 29. 1675. 2 SAM iii. 38. Know ye not that there is a Prince and a great man fallen this day in Israel ' T IS a Law of the twelve Tables Honoratorum virorum laudes in concione memorantur Let the Names of Honourable Persons be celebrated in publick Assemblies in Funeral Orations and it is most equal meet and right that they whose Works praise them in the gates should be commended there too where there is the greatest concourse of the People The Roman Oratour viewing the Troubles which ensued the fall of L. Crassus takes his Death at the hands of the Gods as an Act of Grace and Favour Sed ii tamen Remp. casus secuti sunt ut mihi non crepta L. Crasso à Diis immortalibus vita sed donata mors esse videatur Cic. not as an expression of their wrath and indignation When I reflect upon the distractions and confusions which followed the Death of Colonel Cavendish methinks the Powers above did not snatch away his Life in anger but rather conferred Death upon him in pure kindness that so his eyes might not behold what his great Spirit could never brook I mean the sight of Rebels triumphing Usurpers domineering A dying Emperor in Ammianus Marcellinus tells us Humile est coelo sideribusque conciliatum lugeri Principem that it is low mean and effeminate to moan and bewail the Death and departure of a Princely Person who hath exchang'd a corruptible Crown for one that fadeth not away All this I grant and yet with all 't is manly enough to rehearse the brave Actions of Heroick Persons after their Death and offer them to the present and future Ages for imitation That 's my business at this time to represent the Glorious Exit the Honourable Fall of the truly Noble and Valiant Charles Cavendish this day is design'd for his Commemoration Give me leave then to arrest your thoughts to rouse up your Memories with this question Know ye not that there is a Prince and a great man fallen this day in Israel These words were utter'd by David upon the death of Abner one of great Name among the Souldiers I will look over the words as they lie in order with some observation and after that I shall apply them to my present purpose The first Observation I make is this A Great mans Death passes not without a signal remark and publick notice the King talks of it the Court does ring of it And the King said unto his Servants Know ye not that there is a Prince fallen c. Private men may steal into their graves without notice and lie there as obscurely as they liv'd here but Great men can't do so thus the light of a smaller Star may be intercepted and no body heed it but if the Sun is eclipsed all observe it Great men are the main wheels in this Machine of the World and if they fall off they make a great alteration whereas meaner men are as the Dust upon these Wheels and if that falls off who does mind it When the Grand Signior lay a Dying and they ask'd him about his Successor he demanded thereupon Will there be any World when I am dead He thought his Change would change the Universe The Fall of a Great man does amuse the World alter its Figure and put things into another posture but when a Poor man Falls we consider it no more then when one Atome in a Sun-beam strikes down another When a tall Ceder or a stately Oak does fall 't is with a great noise but 't is not so with the smaller wood the lower shrubs When tidings came that the Great Pan was dead that report was eccho'd with howlings and ejulations and the Death of a great Commander creates a Pannick fear gives a whole Army terrour and amazement whereas the death of a Common Souldier makes no hubbub is undiscern'd not lamented The Death of a great Person can't go by us without notice This then gives you a just account of your present meeting A great Man is fallen I mean the Honourable Charles Cavendish second Son to the Right Honourable William Earl of Devonshire deceased and Christian his Wife my Noble Mistriss He was slain in the Service of his Lord and Soveraign Charles the First of Blessed memory before Gainsborough in the Year 1643. His Body was carried to Newark a Garrison of the Kings and there buried in the best manner that is according to the Rites of the Church of England The Corps of this brave Person we have brought to this Place to be laid in the Sepulchre of his Ancestours Now 't is not fit such Dust as this should be hudled up in the dark should be translated in silence which deserves the fairest Epitaph the noblest Monument the best Encomiast O that this Achilles had his Homer too That the Name of Colonel Cavendish might last with Ages might vie with Eternity What Seneca says of the Stout Cannius let us engrave upon the Tomb of the undaunted Cavendish Dabimus te Aeternitati sacrum Caput And that for the First Observ The Second follows Extraordinary Persons are not exempted from the Common Laws of Mortality the Prince and the Great man fall too they must go the way of all Flesh and Death must feed upon them Great men and Potentates of the earth are terrestrial Deities I have said Ye