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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A30507	The consolation of death as it was presented to Her Highness, the Princess Ann of Denmark, on the immature loss of William, late Duke of Gloucester / by Richard Burridge.	Burridge, Richard, b. 1670.	1700 (1700)	Wing B5977; ESTC R32012	11,921	31

THE CONSOLATION OF DEATH As it was Presented to Her Highness the Princess Ann of Denmark On the immature Loss of William late Duke of Gloucester By Richard Burridge LONDON Printed for William Pinnocke at the Black Dog and Ball over against Bride-Lane in Fleetstreet 1700. The Epistle Dedicatory To Her Royal Highness THE PRINCESS ANN Of Denmark MADAM ALthough Death may be stiled the summum bonum of Mankind yet now has he proved fatal to mortality by depriving three Kingdoms of that Jewel which promised Posterity eternal happiness the many vertues of your royal Child which outstript his tender years made Heaven take notice of his early piety thought him a blessing too great for Mortals to enjoy the immature dissolution of the late hopeful Branch has caused weeping grief to fly over this Island for which unexpressible loss can not we be happy till Death transports us to the Celestial Regions where we may eternally be admiring that object which the whole Nation so much adored whilst surviving the absence of such a sacred Child without whose conversation the joyes of Angels could not be compleat must needs cut to the heart the greatest Orators that ere the World produced cannot sufficiently â—ndole the royal Family 's sorrow therefore I do not presume to comfort such an insupportable affliction I only attempt to lay this Tractate of the Consolation of Death on the shrine of your benigne favour because it was occasionally written on the too late unhappy misfortune of England for I am highly sensible that any thing of devotion finds grace in your sight whose dazling beams of unparelleld godliness strike your admiring beholders with as much stupefaction as the brightness of the overshadowing Cloud did the amazed Disciples on Mount Tabor Matchless Lady of Piety your royal self being the only hopes great Brittain has now left to make her happy I pray the Almighty King of Kings may lengthen your life with a Nestorian age that by your resplendent Vertues we may be guided to those evelrasting Mansions where the blessed Duke now sits crowned with immortality so divine Princess I rest Your most humble and obedient Servant Richard Burridge THE Consolation of Death DEATH what is it it is the only recess of the Soul from the Body into the eternal Mansions of celestial joys where we shall be cloathed with the glorious robes of immortality and triumphantly rejoyce in the peaceful Shades of undisturbed Rest As our days encrease life decreases so that we are hourly dying and as it is appointed unto all Men once to die what need we be desirous of that which is always flying from us if Man would but seriously meditate on the clogs of humane life he would not though many years younger than that Emperour who joyfully writ to his Nephew Caius that he had escaped the Climacterical year desire to live in the miseries thereof if rich he is envyed if poor he is slighted various scenes of sorrows are daily set before the eyes of mortality as Sickness War Fire Famine Pestilence Losses Crosses and a thousand other calamities which attend the wretched state of Mankind where then can we fly from this Bochim or Valley of Tears for shelter no where but in the Regions of Death when Israel thought his beloved Joseph had been slain he refused to be comforted by his Sons and Daughters saying I will go down into the Grave unto my son mourning by which mournful expression he pathetically intimated that no comfort could mitigate his grief till he had seen Death likewise that most patient Man who dwelt in Vz the metropolis of Chaldean superstition in his great distress and unparalleld afflictions cryed out Why died I not in the womb why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly For now should I have lien still and been quiet I should have slept then had I been at rest thus we are plainly shewed Man is not at peace till in his Tomb there Kings are quiet from the seditions of their Subjects Courtiers from the emulation of their rivals in Honour Favourites from the disgrace of their Princes displeasure Prisoners from their Oppressours and Slaves from miserable Bondage Amaz'd at Death no the comforts of it are such that it delivers Infants from running into actual sin Youth from filling the Catalogue of abominable vices Mankind from the incumbrances of worldly affairs and Old Age from supporting his tottering frailty on the Crutch Death gives ease to the diseased and health to sickness wherefore if you find him any time visiting you be not surprized be not daunted at his alarm but cling to him as the Moabitess did to Naomi crying whither thou goest I will go and where thou lodgest I will lodge struggle with him for thy Soul's enlargment as Jacob did with the Angel at Peniel be not faint hearted for to die is gain seeing Death stand before your Face do not timerously say as Ahab did to Elijah Hast thou found me O mine enemy for he is no enemy he is a friend to all flesh and to shew you entertain him as such courageously like Saint Paul cry I desire to be dissolved and to be with Christ Every Man endued with true Christian courage wisheth to be acquainted with Death the Harbinger of bliss he would willingly sit the Saddle of his pale horse for instance when it was revealed to Simeon that he should not see death before he had seen the Lords Christ as soon as he had took Jesus up in his armes and blessed God he claimed being sensible of the inequality between humane nature and immortal blessings his dissolution in a charming ecstacy he sang Lord now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace according to thy word in fine those who seriously weigh the difference between Earth and Heaven they would not with Hezekiah pray to have the thread of life spun longer but impatiently wish the golden Planet may hasten his course on the Dial of Ahaz that their pure Souls might follow the Shadow of his reflecting Beams to the all-glorious Habitations of an indulgent God none startle at Death but such whose Conscience is not passport sufficient through the Shadows of an eternal Change 't is such who dread any Distemper they feel to be the Messenger of Death and by the advice of able Physicians would countermand the decree of Nature if Gold and temporal Presents were admitted ransomes at such a time but as it is written in the Gospel whosoever will save his life shall lose it therefore by a godly life make a preparative against Death brings your summons and then Christ tells you whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it Nay so greatly have the Ethnicks been ravisht with the glory of a future being that Cleombrotus and others if we may believe Plutarch reading a Treatise of the immortality of the Soul killed themselves so eager were they of their Souls happiness before their times came shall we

then who are directed by God himself the ready path to immortality and the glorious Chambers of eternal pleasures be outbrav'd by such who had the glympse of an after happiness but upon trust no when the time of our dissolution comes and the last sand of our great change is dropping like David have confidence in God's grace and with him ery though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil for thou art with me thy rod and thy stafe they comfort me bravely cry out in defiance O death where is thy sting O grave where is thy victory in so doing you are more then conquerours will triumphantly shoot the Gulf of eternity in spight of all efforts that shall tempt your carnal desire to tarry here Why should Man be so unwilling to change for Heaven that life which from its soon extinguishing is compared to the similitudes of Grass Smoak a Flower a Shadow a Tale a Hand-breadth an Hireling a Vapour a Tent a Weaver's Shuttle all Emblems of short and swift celerity suppose a Man might ever live upon Earth and was never to tast Death his days would be but miserable Nam vita si moriendi virtus abest servitus est was the saying of an Heathen Philosopher Life without Death would be a perpetual servitude who would hinder then his own happiness so much as not to be acquainted with Death ah for the great benefits which he brings with him look for him every day invite him to release your Soul from its carnal Prison I am sure it is better to be invested with the Robes of righteousness in Heaven than to reside on Earth and have ones flesh clothed with worms and clods of dust So many are the miseries that attend this flitting life that we may with Seneca truly cry out Lachrynae nobis deerunt antequam causae dolendi we sooner want tears than causes of sorrow so which way can we travail to the great Jubile of perpetual rest but by contracting a firm friendship with Death who is Mortals chief friend in changing our weak frailty for strength that never will decay what greater comforts or consolation can we request of Death than his releasing the laborious Labourer from his toil the poor Man from his penury the stranger from a hard hearted People the holy Man from a second Sodom to a peaceful Zoar and no Man I think that reflects on the various afflictions of unsteddy Fate but what would like afflicted Job wish he might be cut off with him acknowledge then should I yet have comfort in Death 's Territories of profound silence the comfortless Mortal is sure of finding that opium which may translate his eternal substance to everlasting rest Like Joh argue with your self what is my strength that I should hope and what is my end that I should prolong my life by no shifts evade the welcome news of Death nor by using Pastimes and keeping Company divert not your thoughts from contemplating your latter end Death should never be out of your mind but always meditated on diurnally think on your own mortality as well as on the mortality of those you love I remember it is recorded that Phillip King of Macedonia nightly caused one to strike at his chamber door putting him in remembrance that he was a mortal Man this example is a precedent for us to have an eye always on Death that we may be ready to entertain so good a Guest who brings nothing with him that is unprofitable be so far from trembling at the sight of the harmless Skeleton that chearfully imbrace you him in your arms with the royal Psalmist divinely sing as the hart panteth after the water-brooks so panteth my Soul after thee O God Behold our Redeemer how he by the mystery of an hypostatical Union felt the miseries of humane nature to make Death easy to us wherefore think it a crime unpardonable to desert from under the Banner of such a glorious Conquerour who came to make Death lie couchant at our feet now if we design to follow such a Leader let us with a noble resolution serve him not with a cold indifferency for that is but a sorry Soldier who follows his Emperour groaning alass if you would cope with Death you must as the great Apostle of the Gentiles exhorts Timothy endure hardness as a good Souldier of Jesus Christ you that are signed with the Cross the sacred badge of Christianity challenge Death for your deliverance from this terrestrial imprisonment for when he has given you a Pass from the miseries of this life to enter the Verge of eternity and you can positively assure Christ you have fought a good fight then may you claim your reward for faithful service in these words of the Apostle Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness which the Lord the righteous judge shall give me at that day and not to me only but unto all them also that love his appearing Rejoyce when Death comes to shut up the last day of your life from the moment of your bidding it adieu begins the minute of an eternal birth day O the comforts of Death it is an introduction from wo to wâ—â—l from grief to joy from sorrow to pleasure from thirst to the Fountains of life from hunger to a plentiful Table from sickness to health from misery to redundant happiness and to the presence of Christ who is the blessed and only Potentate the King of Kings and Lord of Lords Death is the chiefest gift which God has to bestow on his Children here I remember to have read that the Priestess of Bacchus riding up an Hill towards his Fane to sacrifice the Beasts tyred whereupon her two Sons relieved them and drew her up to her journey's end for this dutiful piece of service she begged of the Gods that they would be pleased to give her Children the best thing they could bestow on Man they told her they would reward her Sons the next day with the best gift Heaven could give Mortality the next morning going to see her Sons she found them dead by this fiction we may see the Theology of the Heathens did allow Death to be the best reward Heaven could bestow on Mankind Who is it can refuse being familiar with Death seeing he is the best Company God can recommend to us no Christian in my opinion would desire his absence since the benefits that do accrew to us by our conversation with him return to so good an account as to bring us to be acquainted with him whom the Preacher calls the rose of Sharon and the lilie of the valleys if any are loath to meet Death it is the Fool who hath said in his heart there is no God Death is the mitigation of God's wrath out of the Fountain of his mercies sprung mortality that over the calm streams thereof Death might wast us to a Blessed state of immortality again let us boldly

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