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B03226 An elegy on the death of William late Viscount Stafford, who was beheaded on Tower-Hill, on Wednesday, December 29th. 1680. / By a person of quality. Person of quality. 1681 (1681) Wing E413; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.3[148]; ESTC R36112 1,765 1

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AN ELEGY On the Death of William late Viscount Stafford Who was Beheaded on TOWER-HILL on Wednesday DECEMBER 29 th 1680. By a Person of Quality WHen Sol had set his day at one at Noon An Ancient Lord of the Church of Rome Was executed and there then did die For Treason great against His Majesty Designing Government to overthrow And Christian Religion to lay low Whereby to turn the whole English Nation Into Blood Murder Sword and Conflagration And to figure us of the Pope's die To become Devils in Divinity He 's a Deceiver from the beginning And only learneth men the Trade of sinning Shews them the Mountains and exalts them high Only to throw them headlong from the Sky Like a cunning Fowler still his Nets doth lay For Night-Birds Owles while others flie away So that the Prisoners pay for coming there As Sparrows taken by the Hawks in the Air Ambition like the soaring lofty Kite Flies still so long at last flies out of sight And by using of that violence still At last drops down and falls by its own ill So Vice gives all its Children but a false Light The Flame goes out with an eternal Night 'T is strange Religion thus should point to Blood Therefore not so easily understood Yet 't is so let us do what we can So that it concerneth nay every man Because in dayly Fears about our Lives To lose our Children and our dearest Wives Nature strives still to preserve it self As the gay Dutch-man travels towards the Dolf Looks that he 's well provided to go on To take his Journey whether short or long Therefore we all look after a Disease That so recovered we may take our ease Since Health 's the I lower of all Blessings high As the Sun 's the Coach-man of the Sky This is a Cause relates to our Religion Who would have men to be reasonable Yet teaches men how secretly to act ill And plays the Fool with the rebellious Will The Charms false and only from the Devil The great Mountebank of the whole World's evil That still draws on poor Souls to be undone As Mists are scattered by the brighter Sun This therefore teaches us their artful Harms To be aware of such like kind of Charms Because we see all Vice is like an Eel Which still doth trip up it s own natural heel Like Darkness pleas'd with its own dismal hue Glides off from Colours that are brave and true All men being pleased with their own Actions still Whether they prove for good or whether ill And as Light is above the Darkness still So the High-born English do fear no ill Their Faith 's in God and their Manners high That renders them the Allies of the Sky We having then at length no more to do But affect good Manners and none new For Vices we our selves are given to Things that do always conjure up our Woe That we should no such fatal Object be To be lamented in Calamity Since 't is the Pleasure of the alwise Heaven To make different Objects not all even In short does Languages teach men to be uncivil Why then they 'r the Goblins of the Devil Who while they laugh their Hearts another way As false as Water-men on every day Yet Nature doth provide for each Disease To find a Remedy for us still to ease The Dog when sick he goes unto the Grass And there lies down and playing like an Ass At length grows well and whisks he on again As the brisk Coney after a shower of Rain Charity therefore always doth begin at home To look to our Enemies the Church of Rome To love our King and to honour him still And to see our selves be guilty of no ill But like Travellers go on the Golden Way Of the Protestant Truth without the least delay For Heaven proves most auspicuously kind To men of Truth and of a generous Mind By saving and protecting of them still From the Devil and his Accomplices of ill Therefore we have reason and that all To study to be just both great and small Since Mischiefs as they fatten stand in need Of to be purged and gently still to bleed Therefore give Eare and to Reason still draw nigh For Death has ended this Lord's Tragedy POSTSCRIPT GEntlemen and Ladies you did all see A Popish Lord in great Extremity Suffering as an Example to deter all Not to design their Native Countrey 's fall Therefore for a Light was here hung in the way For all like Marriners to make Holyday Let us take warning then so shall we be Happy both here and to Eternity FINIS LONDON Printed for William Miller at the Guilded Acorn in St. Paul's Church-Yard where you may be furnished with most sorts of Bound or Stitched Books as Acts of Parliament Proclamations Speeches Declarations Letters Orders Commissions Articles of War or Peace As also Books of Divinity Church-Government Sermons on most occasions and most sorts of Histories Poetry Plays and such like c. 1681.