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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A05409	Threnodia in obitum D. Edouardi Lewkenor Equitis, & D. Susannae coniugis charissimæ. = Funerall verses vpon the death of the right worshipfull Sir Edvvard Levvkenor Knight, and Madame Susan his Lady With Deaths apologie, and a reioynder to the same.	Lewkenor, Edward, Sir, d. 1618.	1606 (1606)	STC 15561; ESTC S109434	22,683	58

THRENODIA IN OBITVM D. EDOVARDI LEWKENOR Equitis D. SVSANNAE Coniugis charissimae FVNERALL VERSES Vpon the death of the right Worshipfull Sir EDVVARD LEVVKENOR Knight and Madame SVSAN his Lady With DEATHS APOLOGIE and a Reioynder to the same PROV 10.8 Memoria Iusti benedicta LONDON Printed by Arnold Hatfield for Samuel Macham and Matthew Cooke and are to be solde in Pauls Church-yard at the signe of the Tigers head 1606 HONORI AC MEMORIAE CHARISSIMORVM CONIVGVM EDOVARDI ET SVSANNAE LEVVKENORVM QVORVM ILLE NOBILI FAMILIA IN AGRO HARTFORDIENSI NATVS A PVERITIA OPTIMIS DISCIPLINIS INNVTRITVS ADOLESCENS SOCIVS COLLEGII D. IOHANNIS IN ACADEMIA CANTABRIGIENSI POSTQVAM EVASIT IN VIRVM S. PRINCIPIS ELIZABETHAE DOMESTICVS PRIMVM EXINDE IN AGRO SVFFOLCIENSI EIRENARCHA POST IN AMPLISSIMVM ORDINEM SVPREMAE CVRIAE PARLIAMENTI NOVIES CONSCRIPTVS POST REMVM A IACOBO MAGNO FOELICE BRITANNIARVM MONARCHA EQVESTRI DIGNITATE ORNATVS CVI VNO ORE OMNES CONSENTIVNT CIVEM FVISSE BONVM MELIOREM MAGISTRATVM VIRVM OPTIMVM CLIMACTERICO SVO AD SVPEROS CONCESSIT IIII. NONAS OCTOBREIS HAEC ILLVSTRIS HEIGH AMORVM FAMILIA CVM SORORE COHAERES FOEMINA RARI EXEMPLI PIETATE AC MODESTIA SINGVLARI ANNO AETATIS SVAE LVI VIRVM CVI SE NVNQVAM IN VIVIS ANTEFERRE SVSTINVIT MORIENS VNO DIE PRAECESSIT VIXERE CONIVGES SINE QVERELA AN. XXXVI VNIS EXEQVIIS SVNT ELATI AN. M.DC. v. V. ID IAN. FILIOS SVPERSTITES RELIQVERVNT II FILIAS VI. PARENTIBVS OPTIMIS AC DVLCISSIMIS B. M. P. E. LEWKENOR F. YE learned Sisters which mount Helicon And high Parnassus cragges vnneth to scale Your best beloued seats in times begone Haue enterchanged for that lowly dale Amid'st the which sweet CAME doth softly slide Willing may seeme longer with you to bide And with his BRIDGE doth couple what his streames diuide So may you neuer of your change repent Or thinke to change againe for other place So may the rigor of the Heauens relent Which on your mansions faire with frowning face Hath look't too long and this contagious ill Be soone remoou'd and farre kept from them still So may your numbrous nurselings all your houses fill So lastly may our PHOEBVS deigne to see And with his gracious sight those Temples blesse And consecrate them with his Maiestie The highest pitch of all their happinesse No lesse than those your other deare delight Which by the FOORD of OVSE are stately pight And since that day do rise and threaten heauens height As ye vouchsafe to lend your willing eare And condescend to Sheepheard swaines request If yet the same but equall shall appeare And to your selues may worke no great vnrest Scarse may though needs it must his suite be tolde O griefe who seeks the cause of griefe t'vnfolde And double griefe which doth from remedy withholde Lewknor alas is dead that worthy Knight And follow'd his good Lady dead before And both within a day Helpe vs to dight Their herses with your plaints and if no more Helpe with your teares our common losse bewaile Your teares are left if other power do faile And fellowship is ease though griefe do nought auaile If of this paire one from his tender yeeres Was wholly yours denoted heart and will Nor that alone but of his equall peeres Few might in all your arts surpasse his skill If in your Court he did sometimes defend No vulgar place O you that wont to lend Your teares to others losse some on your owne exspend You shall not mourne alone the State hath lost A Senatour of many Parliaments The Church may well account her losse is most Of such a sonne The Countrey sad laments A wise and vpright Iusticer The poore A worthy house keeper O if no more Ye feele your owne yet others domage helpe deplore And if how much he in your gifts surpast So much the Graces sweet his Lady graced A right Susanna vertuous faire and chast A lilly bright though now by death effaced If both in euery part of vertue were A matchlesse match a paire without compeare For Vertues sake weepe while ye may not weepe a teare Whereto serues all your skill if not for this To blazon farre and wide well purchasd praise And register to all posterities In honors iust records what might vpraise A caytiue courage vnto faire pretence And teach a gentle Spirit flie from hence To highest heauen Loe heere your arts chiefe excellence Liuing and dead your faculty is debt To good desert which payd in life may haue Malignity perhaps thereat to fret Not so in death No enuy lets the graue Discharge this debt with safety euery deale And let eternall Fame the acquittance seale The world be witnesse vnto whom ye may appeale Besides O let me tell you otherwise Ye owe this duty to that worthy paire Sith first from you the danger did arise Which wrought their death That harme ye ought repaire So might it be repair'd O that it might Butah for life the recompence is light To waile the dead or verses in their praise endight Pardon my griefe if ought my tongue haue strayd Dread Ladies well I wot vnguilty all Ye beene of blame heerein It was misse-sayd No greater sorow mought your selues befall But this is true from that vnhappy place Whose late infection did your nurselings chase To diuers parts this mischiefe came Thus was the case Two sonnes they had Ah now no longer they This worthy paire were hanging on your brest Their chiefest ioy and care when they heard say Contagious Agues did begin t'infest The place whereas ye dwell Not fear'd in vaine As since the sad euent hath shew'd it plaine And such before the Pestilence are wont to raigne Nature and Reason bad them seeke to shend From danger those their hopes They send straightway To fetch them home Their Father had a friend Of well-approued faith full many a day Whose sonne in equall danger with his owne He could not leaue but sent all vnbeknowen His Father for him to Hence hath this sorow growen O weake and feeble wit of mortall wight Which wor'st not what to take and what refuse Chusing the worst thou ween'st to hit the right And leauest the best which wisdome were to chuse As now this worthy knight he would set free His owne from harme and saue from ieopardie His friends also but all his care turnes contrary Not many dayes but sicke began to fall This youth I told in kindnesse brought away Before I should haue told you first of all His fearelesse Father which mislik't his stay From you as losse of time had thought againe Haue sent him backe The knight needs would retaine Him with his sonnes which turn'd himselfe and them to paine But now his father gan most instantly Request he might remoue him home from thence It was within a mile or two thereby Scarse might he speake so much without offence But heard straight way And set you then so light Your only sonne as that regardlesse

griefe which can expresse it selfe is small That 's great which makes men in amazement fall Vpon the death of the most vertuous and religious Lady Madame SVSAN LEVVKENOR in allusion to her name signifying a Lilly FAire Lilly flower thou bearest thy name aright Amongst the Dames thou wast for woman head As is among the flowers the Lilly bright Like flower thou hast not left vs in thy stead For beauty and sweetnesse bounty modesty And lilly loue and purest chastity And chiefly for thy sweetest sweetnesse piety Thou wast A wofull word alas to say Now like a Lilly which vnkindly frost Or soultering heat through Phoebus piersant ray Hath smitten right anon soone hath it lost That goodly state became it erst so well And that pure white wherein it did excell Yet of the former sweetnesse doth reteine some smell Or as the Lilly rauncht with cruell hand From tender stalke to dight some garland gay Hath reau'd the garden where it wont to stand Of that faire sight which there it did display So thou ô cruell Death whose fell despight Of fairest flower hath rob'd our garden quite Faire Lilly thou in heauens garland shin'st more bright O! as the Lilly cropt doth yet retaine Within her root some part of liuing power Which may with Springs returne put forth againe And many stalkes adorne ech with his flower So mought it ô faire Lilly fare with thee Many like flowers for one God let vs see O goodly sight And so it is or so shall be W.B. On the death of Sir EDVVARD LEVKNOR and his Ladie DEath came to him she willing he should liue Called pale Death vnto her weary bed And wish'd her dearest husband mought suruiue And that she might be stroken in his sted He heard her sute and death importuned To ceaze on him and suffer her aliue So ech would faine their life for other giue Death with the choice amaz'd at last thus sed 'T is pity that a paire of soules so deare Should by my fatall stroke be seuered One would be loth to liue without his fere One shall not be without the other dead Ah Death I wist not earst thou wert so witty But call'st thou Pitty this 't was cruell pitty Vpon the death of the woorthy Knight Sir Edward Lewkenor and his vertuous Ladie SHould I inuoke your aide you luklesse nine Or pray you helpe my sorrow-burthened verse Sits not with mournfull plaintifs to be fine Or stately strowe fresh flowers on fading herse Suffice me that my sorrowes selfe may be Both Muse and matter to mine Eligee Nor need I now those howling hirelings aid That helpe affection with their mourning art Tribute of teares is easie to be payd Soone weepe the eyes when wounded is the hart Let fained loue shed teares enforcedly Vnfained mine will weepe vnfainedly Had not the headlong fates with ruthlesse spight Bereau'd these Worthies of beloued breath My sullen words had not my thoughts endight Nor had I worne a sable Cypresse wreath But now vnhappy now th' heauens so ordaine What heauens decree we spurne thereat in vaine If heauens fate-binding doome be such and such Why do I fill the aire with bootlesse plaints Let not my wailefull verses haplesse touch Disturbe the arches of these quiet saints But ô let passions tongue haue leaue to speake Lest passions fury make his prison breake Ah neuer let me so respectlesse part But rather let these sorrow-drenched eyes Streame out whole fountaines from my sobbing hart And let my plainings eccho to the skies So may the euer-turning heauens proclaime Our home-bred sorrowes to another maine Let not those dayes be mark't except with teares Or wip'd out of the Kalender of Time Nor hang in file on Genius siluer heares Guilty of so inexpiable crime As wont the guilty conscience flie the light Let them be couered all with pitchy night Let not ô let not after-times record The fatall sisters lawlesse power of death Was such O why should these sad dayes afford Matter for backe-bite Momus brood to breath Their ioyfull Iöes to a higher straine Or frame triumphals to their bitter vaine As if ô madnesse any would be glad Or please their moody fancies at this sight When Enuies selfe at this euent is sad And black-mouth'd venemous vnhallowed spight Dares not prophane those sacred altars Fame Erects and iustly to their vertuous name And ô what madnesse hath my wit distraught Vnkindly to enuy their high estate I saw their happy soules with pleasures fraught Triumphant enter in Elisium's gate Elizaes spirit with the blessed rest Did flocke to welcome so desired guest Liue long in blisse you heauen-beloued soules For vs since we your dearest presence lost Since what we most desire great God controules Yet shall our comfort in this one be most That what your happy breath whilest you did liue The same your blessed memory shall giue W. Firmage DEATHS APOLOGIE and a Reioynder to the same STay Stay good men Runne not so fast away My word I will not harme you once trust Death Loe here my dreadfull dart aside I lay See see these fearefull fooles As if full eath I could not soone at take ye if me list Was neuer man could yet out-runne me that I wist But hearken Sirs the whiles I heere defend Mine innocence against your harmlesse spight Ye talke and write your list as if ye wend That Death were deafe or had no sense of sight In these large eye-holes Rest perswaded thus I heare ye all and reade I trow vt Clericus In euery leafe before loe heere the priefe Ye raile on me and at your pleasure call False cruell cursed Traitor fellon thiefe Once shall I be auenged on ye all Nay stay I 'le keepe my word now though not long But this I say be Iudge your selues ye do me wrong For first I plead I am an officer Of highest God whom ye haue all agilt Was neuer Hangman counted Murtherer Or once araigned for the bloud he spilt Nor am I Traitor false that warne before Let no man trust me Thus I counsell euermore I am no Thiefe for nought I take away The soule and body both I leaue behinde But this is true that from the baser clay I separate the purer spirit the minde Multiplication or Alchymy You mought me thinks more truly call my maistery Yet not which lawes forbid of heaped gold This worlds good I recke not all a beane And whatsoeu'r I be I dare be bolde Of couetise to iustifie me cleane Of briberie and partialitie No officer I trow is in this world so free But to be faultlesse I account but small Except I well deserue I nought excuse What euer crime that I am charg'd withall O then vngratefull men which thus abuse Your chiefest friend and rage as ye were wood At him that is the only worker of your good From wretched world the confines of your life To blissefull Paradise from whence ye fell By one offence occasioning the strife Twixt God and you