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A61970	Svffolks tears, or, Elegies on the renowned knight Sir Nathaniel Barnardiston a gentleman eminent for piety to God, love to the Church, and fidelity to his country, and therefore highly honored by them all : he was five times chosen Knight of the Shire, for the county of Suffolk, and once burgess of Sudbury, in the discharge of which trust, he always approved himself faithful, as by his great sufferings for the freedoms and liberties of his countrey, abundantly appear : a zealous promoter of the preaching of the Gospel, manifested by his great care, in presenting men, able, learned, and pious, to the places whereof he had the patronage, and also by his large and extraordinary bounty towards the advancing of religion and learning, both at home, and in forreign plantations among the heathen.	Faireclough, Samuel, 1625?-1691.; Faireclough, Samuel, 1625?-1691.	1653 (1653)	Wing S6164; Wing F109A_CANCELLED; ESTC R21324	30,120	73

{non-Roman} {non-Roman} Christi Respectuque Dei sacrato sanguine venas Diluvians causa est magni Theodorè triumphi In coelo solio frueris semperque frueris Siste viator iter vultum cortina recondit Talem quem memores lacrimarum flumine deflent Omnes dona Dei nobis cum numina poscunt Nos decet hanc deflere vicem gemituque dolere Josephus Skinner M. A. An Elegie on the Right Worshipfull Sir Nathaniel Barnardiston HEre 's one that was an Isra'lite sincere In whom all noble vertues did appear A faithfull Patriot one that ever stood Firme to Gods Cause and to his Countries good And yet by cruel death's impartiall hand Laid level with the dust Who can withstand Death 's all commanding power this tyrants Law Is that which keeps the universe in awe He nips the Infant blossom when it springs And aged Snow to dissolution brings And though the faded Rose year after year With a fresh colour in her leaves appear Age knows no spring and death will not restore His stollen goods till time shal be no more O happy those that doe betimes begin To love Christ Jesus and to leave off sin To walk in holy wayes with Simeon old That in the armes of faith their Saviour hold The life of such is blest their death much more For then they rest from labour not before Thus worthy Barnardiston thou art blest Who from thy labours and all pains dost rest Death which for thee a crown of gold prepares Gives unto us a thorny crown of tears And puts us in a mourning frame for we Cannot but have sad hearts when as we see The Chariots and the Horsmen yeeld to fate And few such left to guide the affairs of State But yet our grief for thee shall not proceed 'T is charity to give to those that need That 's to our selves our miseries and feares Require not only floods but seas of tears Therefore for thee we 'l cease our lamentation And tak 't up for our selves and for the Nation Though for our losse we cannot chuse but grieve This comfort shal our passions yet relieve That heav'n is joyful and thy blessed state Shall be a means our griefs to mitigate O what a happy state it were if we Had no more cause of sorrow but for thee ACROSTIC Non audis nostras Barnardistone querelas Aut lacrymis opus esse putas sed funera fletu Tu tua nos ornare vetas at nos tamen ipsi Haud ita sentimus vanum licet esse fatemur Atque supervacuum pro te vir summe dolorem Non ita pro nobis nam mors tibi maxima merces Ipsa tamen summi nobis est causa doloris Et poscit lacrymarum imbres luctumque perennem Luminaque ut lacrymis turgescant semper amaris Busta viri tanti studeant ornare Camaenae Adsit Melpomene moestisque boatibus auras Repleat totus resonet plangoribus aether Nam pietas prisca fides mascula virtus Angligenumque decus jam nunc periisse videntur Religionis honos venerabilis artis amicus Defunctus jacet hic titulis honore priori Impositis parvo turba comitante Sepulchro Sed lacrymis jam parce sat est non prorsus ineptus Te Theodore mori quisquis vel posse putabit Onimium Felix frueris meliore senatu Nil ubi juris habet mors mars aut Barbarus hostis J. 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On the much lamented death of the right Worshipful Sir Nathaniel Barnardiston I VVonder not that Barnardiston's dead But rather that he spun so long a thread Sure 't is a sound hath eccho'd through the earth Christs verdict on Nathaniels second birth Behold an Isra'lite 'T was then a wonder But now the Gloworm times that we live under Write such men Miracles and they we know Are ceased dead and buried long ago We would enjoy'd him longer but we knew Who was the gift of God was Heavens due So Job he gives and takes cease then to tell His worth whose Epitaph 's a Miracle {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} Memoriae Sacrum equitis Nobilissimi Pientissimique Viri Nathan Barnardiston Equ Aur. QUote corripis viator properans In hunc tumulum converte oculos Si modo permiserint Lacrymae singultus tui Jacet hic Eques auratus vir verè aureus Sinè fuco Israelita absque dolo Ipsemet enim Nathaniel Decus Patria familiae antiquissimae Quae inter trophaea sua hoc jactitat Quòd talem peperit Amor cleri Patrocinium Orthodoxa Religionis ingens exemplar columen Veris Evangeliti Ministris tutela praesidium Apud eos dum vixerit Hi omnes ornarunt calculo Mortuum Lugubri Epitaphio Quippe quòd his indulsit ut parentem decuit Ut filium auscult avit obsequentissime Sic quos humi calcavit aetas impia Hic fovebat in sin● Ipsimet enim in deliciis quos mundus reputat {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} Lumina ecclesiae radiantia Quae seculi rabies Extincta vult effossa penitus Heu quoties 〈◊〉 est Constantini more Deosculatus suaviter Defe male suisque metuit Reformata religio Dum talem 〈…〉 Fidei columnam 〈◊〉 naculum Quem non gementem audies Abiit hem obiit Noster Nathaniel Tam coeli quam terra 〈…〉 Utrobique affulsit 〈◊〉 Hic equestri cinctus 〈◊〉 Illic corona redimitus gloriae Improba aetate degeneri Cum ultra vivere penitus displicet Eja tunc juvat mori Ultimi in occasu seculi Occasum is passus est Ut celo fulgeat fortiori jubare Hinc disce Lector Tunc tunc nos coelo maturi sumus Cum huic sumus mundo decidui Posuit honoris Et debitae observantiae ergô Johan Allot Chronogramma SI patrlae fIDVs perIIt VerVs aMICVs VIr pIVs atque bonVs VIta perennIs erIt MOrte manet justis sua spes post fata futura Soecula cum venient ultima cumque dies Optima sanctorum remanebunt lucra virorum Illorum effari gaudia nemo potest Pessima pravorum remanebunt damna virorum Illorum effari tristia nemo potest Epitaphium AN justus periit dici hunc periisse licebit Non licet in Christo non periturus abit Ast periit justus dici hunc periisse licebit Heu periit nobis non rediturus abit Rara avis in terris est justus puraque corda Sunt inter spinas lilia nata Deo Est constantis opus durum quin ampla corona Spes perit illius qui recidivus erit Temporibus duris frigent pietatis amici Vani sinceri se

obsequies Tears have a strong though silent eloquence You cannot speake yet sigh thus out your sence Our Patriot is dead who oft was known Saving our freedoms to have lost his own From right who would not swerve or conscious wrest To please a side or serve an interest Who liv'd by rule Divine and human Laws And did not dread the power nor court th' applause Of the wilde multitude but firmly stood To his first principles and those were good And as his Tenents so we may be bold To say his honours and estate were old H'was born to both had no need to desire To warm his hands by 's neighbours house on fire His plentiful revenues did not rise To higher rates since taxes and excise Fames trump sound 's forth his ancestours renown When th' Henries and the Edwards wore the crown Mushrooms of Gentry can streight from a blew Be dipt in scarlet which is honours hue Yet in his birth and bloud he found a staine Till 't was innobled and he born again You reverend Divines go on to tell His following story whom he lov'd so wel You are Gods Heraulds and by place design'd T' emblazon his most noble heav'n-born mind His faith most vigorous though crost by sence Could grasp a promise eye omnipotence Through the black clouds that 'fore the Church were drawn He could fore-see her day was near to dawn The rage of enemies now grown so stout He judg'd a blaze before their light went out His zeal tow'ring aloft to heavenly things Yet was discreet had eyes as wel as wings Humble in height of place troubles he knew Though great yet just by bearing to subdue His love to Christ the Church shone bright as day Ireland can witnesse yea America In all these he enjoy'd the name and stile Of a true Israelite and free from guile Though not from sin yet in a Gospel sence Sincerity is counted innocence This at his death caus'd him such peace within For death scares none but where it meets with sin His Noble Lady now disconsolate Like a true Turtle which hath lost her Mate And sad posterity known by their eyes We do not here invite to simpathize 'T were cruelty to straine a bleeding sore Instead of stanching to provoke it more Oh dry your tears up whilst you stil complain You only mind your loss but not his gain Were 't not more love for to rejoyce as he Doth there then to wish him our misery Repine not at his change would you again Hear him complaining under sin and pain We in retired corners melt our eyes In tears and breath our spirits out in sighs Whilst he in glory is triumphant where He never hears a groan nor sees a tear Our Muse sings nought but Elegies his tongue Is now a chanting forth a marriage song Grieve not at his new honour lately sent To sit i th' upper house of Parliament where all three States agree and none doth strive For Priviledges or Prerogative Before whose bar other great Courts shal come To give up their accounts and hear their doom In this the worlds supream just Council none Can cause or fear a dissolution Ergo triumphatis inferni finibus ipsâ Morte exarmatâ regna superna petis Quid non fata regunt senio monumenta fatiscunt Ipsaque cernuntur posse sepulchra mori Sed pietas rara sides patriaeque cupido Fervida vicerunt jura superba necis Dignum hunc laude virum lex plebs ecclesia cleru● Catera si taceas vivere musa jubet Cistula diffringi potuit sed gemma superstes Usque nitens nullo est interitura die Non is vana fuit ingentis nominis umbra Praemia sed meritis fama minora dedit Quem non prava jubens irati principis ardor Non populi rabies mente quatit solida Perstitit ut rupes variis vexata procellis Fixa basi firma quae tamen usque stetit Heu vereor ne haec magna domus suffulta columnis Tam validis ruptis hisce misella cadat Joh. Owen Rect. Wrat par To the Memory of that renowned Knight Sir Nath. Barnardiston LOok as the Heliotrope the Sun's lov'd flower That spreads the yellow curtain of her bower At his fair rising closes it again When he declineth westward to the main Ev'n so should we our Phoebus gone to bed Shut in our joyes and hang a drooping head Our lips in sables dresse close mourners all Our tongues are to pronounce a funerall A Barmston's funerall recall that name A name so old 't wil fit the trump of fame A name too heavie for a slender quil Whose very echo would a Nation fill A name so good posterity may run Division on that name till time were done Pardon great Sir we cannot speak thy worth Apollo's tongue-ty'd and must lisp it forth To score each vertue on thy noble tombe Would strike invention and the Muses dumbe What Quire of wel-breath'd Lungs screw'd ne'r so high Can reach the Ela of that harmony That did concenter in thy pious brest Warb'ling forth Airs such as the Sphears might feast Sweet consort where the Graces tune their throats And vertues chant their Polyphonian notes Striving t' excel in those diviner Layes And crown their Master with coelestial bayes But oh we lack an Orpheus in our eares That might distinguish they are stopt with tears Each lofty straine each Rapsody resound And take each quaver at the first rebound Our sence is dul and cannot comprehend The words they breath'd unless his Ghost do send A key t' unlock the closet of his heart Which may their language to our eyes impart We must dispair to read those Heav'n-borne tones And be content to spel their minde in groans Sure 't was his Musick act he 's gone from hence To Heav'ns-Kings Chappel there for to commence Doctor in glory and hath left us here To celebrate his feast our funeral chear Oh! how his consort and his mourful train Their Cristal cisterns broach draw tun again Brim full with tears each tender eye o' reflows And proves a running banquet in the close That friend who brings a pallate in his eyes May fill his stomach at these obsequies But now our dear Mecaenas leads the way Come come enough our sorrows cannot stay The slow-pac'd Mourners wait upon the herse And teach their feet to tread elegiac verse The vertues which were inmates in his brest Hover about now they have lost their nest And fear lest they who had a cage of gold Be forc'd to wander charity's so cold Nay beg for harbour woo each heart they meet Yet find no lodging but a winding-sheet Unhappy hand of fate that went about To make the holes whereat these Birds flew out● These pretty Phil'meles hop from flag to flag Filling th' air with sweetness as they wag Their lovely wings each eare with elogies And thus extol their patron to the skies VVhat soaring pinion's able to expresse That wel ground constancy the sole