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A51833	Advice to mourners under the loss of dear relations in a funeral sermon long since preach'd / by the late Reverand Dr. Thomas Manton ... And now occasionally published on the much lamented death of Mrs. Ann Terry, who died the 9th of November, 1693. With a short account of some passages of her life, and papers left under her own hand.	Manton, Thomas, 1620-1677.	1694 (1694)	Wing M517; ESTC R32908	55,550	130

thou didst give Friendship in others but a Name A mere Pretence an empty Sound In thee Reality became In thee and scarce in any else was sound Many of Wisdom's Daughters have done well But thou Great Heroine didst all excel V. By sharp and long continu'd Pains To thee this World embitter'd was That Chear with which God entertains Those whom he has appointed to a better Place Thither at length thou' rt gone allow'd to be One of that Heav'nly Royal Society Eight lovely Babes before thou sentst from hence To take Possession for thee of thy Bless'd Inheritance There dost thou shine in Robes of uncreated Light Whose dazling Lustre than the Sun 's more bright There dost thou with a tuneful Voice And more melodious Heart rejoice For ever love for ever sing The Praises of thy glorious King Yet give us leave though we congratulate Thy never-fading Happiness And Scenes of unpoluted Bliss Our own Loss to regret Thou wast so well belov'd Death's fatal Dart Wounded ten thousand others when it pierc'd thy Heart VI. Heaven knew thy Worth and call'd thee hence lest we Too ready to commit Idolatry At thy Vertues amaz'd should prostrate fall Court the Idea and contemn the great Original Let those aspiring Ones erect a Tomb And with a fruitless Cost adorn Some stately though decaying Urn Who only great by being buried would become Thy Fame by pure Desert is rais'd so high That ' spight of Time and Fate it shall not die But as it well deserves live to Eternity Sic raptim cecinit HEN. CUTTS Her EPITAPH HERE lies or rather lives a Saint whose Worth No Heraldry's able to blazon forth Perfectly fair as to her outward Form But greater Beauties did her Soul adorn Good to a Miracle in Temper even Always submissive to the Will of Heaven By her own Deeds she most her self commends The best of Wives of Mothers and of Friends Precious in ours but in her Maker's Eyes A Pearl of most inestimable Price Much too Angelick long on Earth to stay To Heaven her blessed Home she 's flow'n away There 's her immortal Part her frailer Dust Shall have the Resurrection of the Just. To sum up all her Vertues this is she That was what others should but cannot be HENRY CUTTS On the greatly lamented Death of Mrs. Ann Terry my most dear Aunt who departed this mortal Life on the 9th of November 1693. in the thirty eighth Year of her Age. A Pindarique Ode O faciles dare summa Deos eademque tueri Difficiles Lucan Stanza I. IN vain do Mortals court Eternity In vain do they attempt to baffle Fate And hope by Actions worthy Praise Themselves to Immortality to raise No they are all to Death predestinate For both the Vertuous and the Vitious must Fall alike undistingaish'd in the Dust Else thou bright Mirror of thy Sex Had been preser●'d ali●e To endless Ages but thy glorious Fame Thy fading Ahes shall survive And with Arabian Sweets persume thy fragrat Name II. O that my long since bed-rid Muse Cou'd somewhat worthy thee produce But how alas can she enfeebled sing The Praises of an earthly Cherabim How can she he prepar'd for such a losty Theme Or such rapturous Strains bring forth As may be adaequate to thy immensurable Worth He that unto thiue Altar comes Must bring no less than Hecatombs Thy Vertues do require a nobler Pen Vertues above the reach of mortal Verse And all that the sublimest Flights of Fancy can rehearse But yet methinks though not inspir'd I may be suffer'd to attend Unto her melancholy Urn So dear an Aunt so much esteem'd a Friend Thy Bed of Rest with briny Tears I 'le strow And on thy gloomy Hearse my Wreath of Cypress throw III. Thy outward Beauty was so exquisite It claim'd at once both Wonder and Delight Hadst thou but lived in Apelles time And thy corporeal Graces in their prime He had not pick'd up Features here and there To limn a Goddess all in thee collective were Nature thy Form thus elegant ●●●●iv'd As if that yet more radiant Gem thy Mind Disdain'd in a less glorious Case to be confin'd But O! who can express Th' Immensity of thy ubounded Tenderness A Temper so for Obligations frram'd Requests were ever granted soon as nam'd A general Philanthropy thou hadst And so th' whole Universe thy Debtor mad't For thy surprining Goodness did extend Beyond the narrow Limits of a Relative or Friend Thus we in thee a Female Titus find Born to be the Delight of all Mankind IV. But still those had the best Pretence To thy distributive Benevolence As were afflicted tatter'd poor Who up and down the World by want were thrown And unjust Fortune's Langhing-stock become Rarely did they go unrelieved from thy Door Nor didst thou hereby aim at Praise The wise Man's Scorn though Pride of Fools Or strive vain-gloriously to gain Applause Thou wast too gen'rous such mean Ends to have Thy left Hand seldom knew what 't was thy right Hand gave Vertue that 's so transcendent wants a Name Exceeding Wonder and surpassing Fame Such was thy exemplary Piety So imaffected and so void of Art As made appear Sincerity Had Livery and Seisin of thy Heart What didst thou not attempt to be A Denizon of Immortality Whilst here on Earth in thee we might have seen A Citizen of New Jerusalem Thou couldst not with inglorious Sloth dispense But stormedst Heaven with a Holy Violence Inflamed with Seraphick Fire Thither thou didst from whence thou cam'st aspire Thither thou didst both Aims and Actions bend And to that blessed Port did all thy Steerage tend V. Knowledg the richest Boon that can be given To Earth's Possessor by indulgent Heaven Which others often labour for in vain And reap no Fruit to recompense their Pain Thou hadst without a stint Dispensed with such Liberality That t was not difficult to find A whole Encyclopaedia in thy Mind It came so swift we almost did believe 'T was not acquir'd by Study but intuitive Yet so transcendently immense was thy Not to be parallell●d Humility As is that vast illustrious Magazine of Worth That with so great a Splendor did shine sorth And unto all that knew thee was reveal'd Were only from thy modest self conceal'd Thus o're his radiant Face a Vail the God-like Moses drew And shrowded Glories much too bright for mortal Eyes to view VI. Yet so divinely great a Life Found not uninterrupted Ease Thy Conduct in full Lustre did appear When thou by Fate wast summoned to steet Thy fluctuating Bark in most tempestuous Seas Heaven saw it fit to exercise Thy passive Vertues that Afflictions should Imbitter a vain World to thee A World made up of Vanity And from its Ore refine such precious Gold This Blessing only didst thou want before Thou wast a Saint but now almost a Consessor At length too good for Earth thou' rt called hence A Member of the Church Triumphant to commence But why

with me as to worldly Matters I was not a little comforted and refreshed also by the last Verse of that Psalm which saith Surely Goodness and Mercy shall follow me all the Days of my Life and I will dwell in the House of the Lord for ever I am sure Goodness and Mercy have followed me to this very Day therefore I will not distrust the merciful Kindness of God to me to my Life's End But if I should be stripp'd of earthly Blessings I beg I may have the Liberty of God's House here and the Happiness of dwelling with him for ever hereafter If I should with Lazarus be clothed with Rags and fed with Crumbs all my Days if my Body should be full of Sores yet if God will own me and approve me and at Death receive me to himself I may with tolerable Patience bear the Inconveniencies of my Pilgrimage-state knowing that they will not last long And that I may with the more Confidence cast my poor fatherless Children upon God I will call to mind those Places that did quiet me under the Loss of my dear and loving and tender Father which were these that God was pleased to promise to be a Father to the Fatherless and that when Father and Mother forsake then the Lord would take them up God hath bidden poor Creatures to cast their Burden upon him assuring them that he takes Care of them and sustains them And the forementioned Place Isa. 41. 10. is a sufficient Cordial to keep any Soul from fainting and sinking under any Distress whatsoever therefore I hope and trust and believe that the good God who hath been so bountiful so merciful and so kind to me to extend so many Favours to me will also take pity of my fatherless Babes With him the Fatherless find Mercy Lord I therefore commit them into thy Hands as unto a faithful Creator and Redeemer and beg that thou wouldst here guide them with thy Counsel and afterwards receive them to Glory Sometimes when my Children have been taken very ill so that there was no room for hope of Life to outward Appearance yet even then hath my good God supported me by some comfortable Portion of his Holy Word Once one of my Children being given over I was in great Perplexity of Mind that Place came to my Thoughts Call on me in the day of Trouble and I will deliver thee and thou shalt glorify me I was extremely revived at the Consideration of that Place for that was then a Time of Trouble to me And then being incouraged that if I called upon God he would deliver me I did then with firm Hopes and Confidence rely upon my merciful God and Father whom I have found ready to help and deliver me out of many Distresses Blessed and for ever blessed be his Name who was pleased to hear the Cries and Groans of his poor unworthy undeserving ill-deserving and Hell-deserving Creature And seeing God was pleased to deliver me from my great Fears my next Inquiry should be how I may glorify this good God Lord help me to make it the Care and Business and Study of my Life how I may please thee and honour thee and serve thy Blessed Majesty the remaining part of my Days Amen Amen PAPER VII WHat a Cordial to the Godly is the first of Peter the first Chapter the second Verse and so on Where we find that God intends Heaven for them and is graciously pleased to reserve and preserve them for it it being a reviving Consideration to me sometimes to see how God deals with his poor Children and what Steps he takes to bring them to Glory I will for the Benefit of my too often desponding Soul ruminate on this Place of Scripture where I find these Words of Peter an Apostle of Iesus Christ who writes to the Strangers scattered throughout Pontus Galatia Cappadocia Asia and Bithynia Elect according to the Fore-knowledg of God the Father through Sanctification of the Spirit unto Obedience and sprinkling of the Blood of Iesus Christ Grace unto you and Peace be multiplied In this Verse I observe how the whole Trinity are imployed in the Salvation of Sinners God the Father he elects he fore-knoweth whom he will bring to himself then the Spirit sanctifieth those whom God hath elected and makes them obedient to their Heavenly Father and they are sprinkled with the Blood of Jesus Christ their Sins for his sake are all done away therefore the Apostle may well say Grace unto you and Peace be multiplied for who can want Grace or Peace whom God the Father Son and Spirit are contriving how to bring them to Glory We may well go on with the Apostle blessing God for his unspeakable Mercies saying Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Iesus Christ which according to his abundant Mercy hath begotten us again unto a lively Hope by the Resurrection of Iesus Christ from the Dead to an Inheritance incorruptible and undefiled and that fadeth not away reserved in Heaven for you who are kept by the Power of God through Faith unto Salvation O Blessed Blessed Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. Here in this Life we want Time and Hearts to bless the Lord for his abundant Mercy towards us Eternity will be little enough to sing forth the Praises of the King of Kings for giving us a lively Hope that one Day we shall be so happy to be admitted into the Heavenly Society that are continually viewing the Face of the Lamb and contemplating his Glory This inestimable Privilege is only procured and purchased by the Sufferings Death and Resurrection of our alone Saviour the Lord Jesus Christ who hath provided an Inheritance incorruptible and undefiled and that fadeth not away O the Emphasis of these Words an Inheritance What a poor Mortal to be an Heir of Heaven And this Inheritance is incorruptible not subject to Corruption Alteration or Change and it is undefiled The Things of this World are defiled with Sin they are vile contemptible and vain nay Vanity it self but this Heavenly Inheritance we see is incorruptible and undefiled And to compleat our Fruition it fadeth not away but continueth throughout all Successions of Ages There is no Probability nor Possibility of Decay or End for the Immutable and Eternal God hath assured us that they fade not away but are reserved in Heaven a secure Place beyond the reach of Men or Devils It is not in the power of Friend or Foe to dispossess the Children of God of this Heavenly Inheritance When I consider the Happiness the inconceivable Felicity of the Saints above that are now Possessors of this Inheritance that is incorruptible undefiled and that will never fade away I am apt to say with Austin's Mother when she had heard a Discourse of the Glory above What do I here then So am I reflecting What do I here in this defiling World sinning against and offending God when many are got safe beyond