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The character of the late Dr. Samuel Annesley, by way of elegy: with a preface Written by one of his hearers.
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Defoe, Daniel, 1661?-1731.
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and the Bad die late The Eternal Laws of Life are fix'd and fast And he who latest dies yet dies at last Tho' early Vice does early Death presage Yet Piety can lengthen no Man's Age The Stroke's promiscuous and there 's no suspence Beyond the stated Bounds of Providence For if distinguish'd Piety could save We had seen no Elegy nor he no Grave Stay then and spend a Thought upon his Herse Whose Name is more immortal than my Verse For tho' Death's Stroke like an impetuous Flood Involves in common Fate the Just and Good And in one Grave there undistinguish'd lies The Ashes of the Foolish and the VVise The Pious and Profane the Mean the Great And Grace it self can be no Bribe to Fate Yet Pious Works like living Flowers grow To a kind of Immortality below And Characters of Worthies like the Sun Reflect a Lustre tho' themselves are gone Which do immortal Names to them create For us to Honour and to Imitate Then see what Characters to him belong The best that Pen e'er wrote or Poet sung His Parents dedicated him by Vow To serve the Church and early taught him how As Hannah when she for her Samuel pray'd The Welcome Loan with Thankfulness repay'd So they foreseeing 't wou'd not be in vain Ask'd him of God and vow'd him back again And he again as early did prepare To list a willing Soldier in the Sacred War His Pious Course with Childhood he began And was his Maker's sooner than his own As if design'd by Instinct to be Great His Judgment seem'd to antidate his Wit His Soul out-grew the natural rate of Years And full-grown Wit at half-grown Youth appears Early the vigorous Combat he began And was an elder Christian than a Man The Sacred Study all his Thoughts confin'd A sign what secret Hand prepar'd his Mind The Heavenly Book he made his only School In Youth his Study and in Age his Rule Thus he in blooming Years and Hopes began Happy Belov'd and Blest of God and Man Solid yet Vigorous too both Grave and Young A taking Aspect and a charming Tongue With David's Courage and Josiah's Youth All over Love Sincerity and Truth The flattering World attack'd him with her Charms But he shook the gaudy Trifle from his Arms When Fraud affaulted him or Fame caress'd This he with Ease and that with Scorn suppress'd Firm as the Rocks in rouling Seas abide When Flouds of Doubts and Dangers pass beside When Griefs come threatning on or Comfort flows He was undepress'd by these unrais'd by those And thus advancing with a just Applause He grew a Champion in his Master's Cause The Sacred Bow he so Divinely drew That every shot both hit and overthrew His native Candor and familiar Stile Which did so oft his Hearers Hours beguile Charm'd us with Godliness and while he spake We lov'd the Doctrine for the Teacher's sake While he inform'd us what his Doctrines meant By dint of Practice more than Argument Strange were the Charms of his Sincerity Which made his Actions and his Words agree At such a constant and exact a rate As made a Harmony we wondred at Honour be had by Birth and not by Chance And more by Merit than Inheritance But both together joyn'd spell out his Name For Honesty and Honour are the same And show when Merit 's joyn'd with Quality The Gentleman and Christian may agree Honour by Vertue only is upheld And vain are all the Trophies Vice can build For tho' by wicked Acts Men gain Applause The Reputation 's rotten like the Cause Vain too 's the single Honour of Descent Till Merit 's added as a Supplement But when to Vertue Grace infus'd is given The Sacred Incense reaches up to Heaven No Force or Fraud can such a Fame remove It pleases Men below and God above His negative Vertues also have been try'd He had no Priest-craft in him nor no Pride No Fraud nor Wheedling Arts to be esteem'd But just the very Person that he seem'd Nor was he touch'd or tainted with a Bribe That universal Blemish of the Tribe For if to Gifts he ever was enclin'd He laid none up nor left us none behind A Moses for Humility and Zeal For Innocence a true Nathaniel Faithful as Abraham or the Truer Spies No Man more Honest and but few so Wise Exemplar Vertue shone through every Part For Grace had full possession of his Heart Humility was his dear and darling Grace And Honesty sate Regent in his Face Meekness of Soul did in his Aspect shine But in the Truth resolv'd and masculine A Pleasing Smile sate ever on his Brow A sign that chearful Peace was lodg'd below If e'er his Duty forc'd him to contend Calmness was all his Temper Peace his End And if just Censure follow'd the Debate His Pity wou'd his Zeal anticipate A Heavenly Patience did his Mind possess Chearful in Pain and Thankful in Distress Mighty in Works of Sacred Charity Which none knew better how to guide than he Bounty and generous Thoughts took up his Mind Extensive like his Maker's to Mankind With such a Soul that had he Mines in store He wou'd ne'er be Rich while any Man was Poor A Heart so Great that had he had a Purse Twou'd have supply'd the Poor o' th' Universe Now he 's above the Praises of my Pen The Best of Ministers and Best of Men Then speak not of him with a mournful Voice For why shou'd we Repine and he Rejoyce His Harvest has been full his Season long And long he charm'd us with his Heavenly Song The same the very same which flaming Love Fir'd with Coelestial Raptures sings above Touch'd with a Sacred Influence that 's given From that Eternal Harmony in Heaven The Chorus and the Consort ever last A full Reward for all his Troubles past For if there be a God and future State A Heaven a Hell a Good and Evil Fate A Great first Cause Immortal and Immense That does Rewards and Punishments dispense Then Pious Men when they revolve to Dust Do those Rewards partake if Heaven be Just For Death 's a passive Notion and the whole Is but a Transmutation of the Soul From an embodied Life to a sublime Prescrib'd no more to Circumstance and Time For if no difference of States there be How then do Vice and Vertue disagree For here the Disadvantage plainly lies For Knaves and Fools against the Just and Wise By partial Fame the prosperous Fool 's caress'd The Bad exalted and the Good suppress'd The Good Man's Expectation then must be From Happiness with Immortality Something which to sublimer Vertue 's due Something substantial and eternal too That can for all his Suffering satisfie His Hopes support and all his Wants supply For if to future State we have no regard How then can Vertue be its own Reward Could but my happy Pen describe the Sense That seiz'd his joyful Soul at parting hence Such Contemplations would transform my Mind For Thoughts reach Heaven when Bodies stay behind And he that thinks at so Divine a rate May future Happiness anticipate When his Heart leap'd at the good News of Death And Sacred Extasies employ'd his Breath The bless'd Rewards did to his Faith appear The Passage easie and the Prospect near And firm Assurance with a lofty Gale Wing'd with Divinest Comfort fill'd his Sail He had the gladsome Regions in his view His Hopes were constant and his Comforts true No wonder Balaam wish'd to die so too And now Seraphick Joys furround his Soul Which feel no diminution or controul But what they are or how far they extend No Pen can write or Thought can comprehend But he who at that happy Place arrives For Heaven is only knownby Negatives How much Coelestial Vision comprehends Whether to Humane Actions it extends Whether he 's now inform'd of Things below Is needless as Impossible to know For sight of Spirits is unprescrib'd by space What see they not who see the Eternal Face The bright transforming Rays of Heavenly Light Immense Immortal Pure and Infinite Do's Likeness with its Light communicate The Spirit exalt and all its Frame dilate Infusing with the bright Similitude An inexpressible Beatitude And could he now in his exalted State His Thoughts by Sympathy communicate Or some superior way For Spirits converse Without the helps of Voice Could he rehearse To our Conception what is Heaven above ' Twou'd be concisely thus All Heaven is Love Love Infinite Magnificent and True Divine in Magnitude and Object too Love Joy and Glory constitute the Place The Exalted Triumphs of Victorious Grace No Sorrow can be there because no Sin For all is Peace without and Pure within There all are Gods and yet they all adore The One Supream first Cause of Soveraign Power And all that Adoration's mix'd with Love The great Essential of the Joys above That Heaven-born Passion which with purest Flame Burns only there For here 't is but a Name An empty Name by Int'rest limited A Slave to Scandal and by Fancy led Friendship unmix'd with Sexes reigns above The true Extream of high superior Love Emblem of Heaven which it resembles so It almost seems to make a Heaven below For Love in Heaven is God communicate In Souls Collateral both supreamly Great The Enjoyment's as reciprocal as high For Love 's no Passion but a Quality Thro' it the Almighty Glory darts his Beams Known only by unutterable Names With Light and Splendor unapproach'd enthron'd Millions of fiery Spirits attending round Who all like Starâ— have Brightness from his Rays And they reflect it back again in Praise Where e'er this bless'd Society shall dwell That Place is Heaven and every where else is Hell FINIS