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B08890 A funeral elegy humbly dedicated to the renowned memory of the honourable, Thomas Danforth Esq. of Cambridge, sometimes deputy governour in the colony of the Massachusetts-Bay, and president of the province of main; and one of His Majesties honourable council. Judge of the superiour court in the providence of the Massachusetts-Bay in New England; who (after he had long served his generation by the will of God in several high stations) did to our inconceivable loss, but his unparallel'd gain, rest from all his labours, on the sacred day of rest, the memorable 5th of November : Anno Domini. 1699. Danforth, John, 1660-1730. 1699 (1699) Wing D171A; ESTC W17421 2,681 1

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A FUNERAL ELEGY Humbly Dedicated to the Renowned Memory of the HONORABLE Thomas Danforth Esq Of Cambridge Sometimes Deputy GOVERNOUR in the Colony of the Massachusetts-Bay and President of the Province of Main and One of His Majesties Honour●ble COUNCIL Judge of the Superiour Court in the Province of the Massachusetts-Bay in New England Who after He had long Served His Generation by the Will of GOD in several High Stations Did to our Inconceivable Loss but His Unparallel'd Gain Rest from all His Labours on the Sacred Day of Rest the Memorable 5th of November Anno Domini 1699. Aetatis Suae 77. Ho●os Onus Mors Pax. JUDGE of the Quick and Dead I am not Yet HIM and my self should very much forget If that I should decline the Bench to take Nor give my sence and sentence of this Fate Pardon me Sir 'T were better first to Die Than prove Disloyal to your Memorie 'T is Conscience gives Commission not t' be Mute Justice and Gratitude shall Execute The Isle which Alfred sings no Help desires Yet all the World supply from Her requires Able to Glut King Solomon with Pleasures And Surfeit Great Augustus with Her Treasures Whence the First Christian Emperour did spring And since that Many an Heroe Many a King Rich in all Merchandize More Rich in Men Scarce such an Is●●nd in the World agen And whence New England sprang It did produce Him to this Land who was of Glorious Use He Nature drew from Him whom Grace Divine Rather than Worldly Grandieur made to Shine Who urg'd to Knight Him Him He follow'd not Follow'd a Greater King to Desart Lot Like Marsacus when He saw Saints to Goe Would fain be Knight of their Wing'd Order too Such was His Father And poor Framingham Lost a Choice Lecture when He hither came By Prophets Preach'd But He procur'd the same After His Father's Death This Son was bless'd Rudeness and Lewdness much He did Detest Fear'd God from 's Youth like good Prince Obadiah An Early Convert like Renown'd Josiah Glowing His Love most Veh'ment His Desire Like Coals of Juniper and Flames of Fire To Jacobs Portion Angels Powers Life Death Heights Depths could not put either out of breath Harnass'd and Rigg'd with th' Christian Panoplie Well under girt with sound Sincerity In every State undelug'd could Sail Right His Anchor held on something out of Sight Left not his Sweets when He Promotion wan His Wine still Cheer'd the Heart of God and Man His Speech well Season'd both for Time and Grace For in His Soul most Sav'ry Salt had Place He had an Art He practis'd to the last What e'r● was Talk'd in Spiritual mould to Cast God's S●●uel He ' Mongst those that on Him call ' Mongst Thundring Hosts an Expert General Nobly Seraphick and most Rapturous In Prayer A Secon'd Theodosius What 's Parent came Three Thousand Miles to Win That to neglect He dare'd not Count no Sin God's Temple had Him a Professor Press'd Gods Table found Him Young a Worthy Guest 'T was Time a Vine Grew up on His House side Withington's Halls afford this Saint a Bride Precious as Gold Their Faith yet as Behov'd 'T was by both Fining Pot and Furnace Prov'd Them Ten Rare Pledges ●arly fledg'd forsook And the Directest way to Heaven Took ' Mongst whom count Chief the Famous Samuel Whose Excellencies Englands both can Tell. During that Wondrous Term of Seven times Seven Co heirs They Lived of the Grace of Heaven Just in the Fiftieth year of Jubilee His Aged Virtuous Consort vent out free Yet not so Free as He ●o Follow was And to o're take Her me●ds His Heavenly Pace 'T was His High Care when first He saw that Comet Of Earthly Wealth arise ●o 〈◊〉 off from it I'ts Dreadful Fiety Tail th' Intailment even Of Difficulty in the way to Heaven That Sin bred Fate can't course of Law out-root A Gospel Course He found might greatly doe 't Saw on His Hand that Viper Venimous To Alms it temper'd Made a Treacle thus Honours to seek or shun H' was never buisy His Head could bear Great Height not be Dizzy Bless'd by Bless'd Wilson first on Bench when sat Regal'd with th' Anagram Handsom for that Edicts Examples and Sharp Punishment States warping from their Standard ought prevent Sagacious He betimes to Meet and Mate Ill Humours threatning to subvert the State Flat fell They who would ' said New-England flat Thank GOD th' MAN with Little Band for That Him and His Country who would Wast in Hast He made Repent Their Rents came in so fast Iv'e some●imes heard Him say that He had ever As lieve dy by the Ax as by the Feaver In a Good cause and with a Conscience Good For Church State so Truth 's Great Champion stood Like Samuel Rode the Circuit Judg'd each Tribe And like Brave S●muel 〈◊〉 ●ook a Bribe So Good Great Wise Just Steady Trusty Free We 'l ne're want Men while we have Such as Thee His Thoughts Pure Spirits were He therefore us'd Physician like to give them well infus'd In some sweet proper Vehicle of Wit Some Proverb Story Simile most fit When Men of Sense addres'd Him 't was His fashion Reasons to shew and leave the Application And when some nimble Case out ran His Vicit Still Gave forth Sentence in a Nihil Dicit Dangers as soon as meant He oft Suspected Forgers He oft Sagaciously Detected At Helm in Tempests yet His Courage Stout ' Though Dangers were Extream would ne'v●r give out Of Them like Nicodemus He was One And stood like Him stout Protestant alone ' Gainst a Committee whose blind Indignation Condemn'd the Best Men of that Generation I know not where to stop His Course was thus To make New Englands Journal Glorious Hath stood our Churches Pillar ever since Not wi●hout Envy for His Recompence Harvard For Honourable Thou must goe Who was thy Steward Treasurer was soe Charg'd and Discharged were thy Quarter Bills Drain'd not thy Stock but with large Hundreds fills A Bounteous Patron unto many a Plant In thy fair Nursery whose Means were scant Resolves so to continue ' Spite of Death By Lands and Rents His last Will witnesseth Bring Tribute to thy Benefactors Dust To be Ungrateful is to be Unjust Church Messengers Christs Glory are so He In that Relation oft was seen to be Nor was 't a Shame for a Profess'd Divine To be beholden to His Golden Mine So well-read in all Points Men of best fashion Unto His Judgment pay'd a Veneration When Church Disturbances requir'd His Best He signally with great Success was Bless'd In 's Family as exact Order's seen As if that it a Soveraign State had been Reading Instruction Prayer and Repetition So constant were You 'd envy their Condition From Families would Spring New Englands Bliss Might all be taught and Govern'd as was His. Great is the Loss of such a Man as This Full of Good Works not therefore void of Fears No Works so Good but call for Fasts and Tears Justification through His Saviours Blood And Righteousness His Aged Souls last Food His Readings Meditations there were spent So Views His Title and Receives Content Like Solomon All Gainful Arts He trys To Dye in Christ Best Gain He finds so Dies His Arms On Gold the single opened Eye Man's Noble Part imports Sincerity And Wisdom too That Gemm the Di'mond dwells Invulnerate ' though it cutts all things else He left with 's Children Dear a Num'rous Race Lord Give 'em Portions of their Grandsire's Grace Thousands up springing so in His rich Heap Shall Love Thy Name Thy Commandments keep Amen Iohn Danforth