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The last will and testament of Thomas Gataker (B.D., author of the Annotations on…
The last will and testament of Thomas Gataker (B.D., author of the Annotations on Jeremiah 10. ver. 2 and the Vindications of them, as also of the new-come out discourse apologetical) : wherein is showed the manner and order of the disposing of his estate, with the certain legacies given to friends, together with the manner of burial of his aged corps without superficial rites or ceremonies.The last will and testament of Thomas Gataker (B.D., author of the Annotations on Jeremy 10. ver. 2 and the Vindications of them, as also of the new-come out discourse apologetical) : wherin is shewed the manner and order of the disposing of his estate, with the certain legacies given to friends, together with the manner of burial of his aged corps without superficial rites or ceremonies.
S.l. : s.n., 1654
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Item, I bequeath my matchless gift of Poetry, unto Justice George Wither, as the only man I know that hath dabbled his dirty Genius (not in Helicon, for that's heathenish) but in the Ducking-Pond of fancy, and who alone is capable of my Soul-saving strains, provided that he return unto the faith from whence he is fallen, and resolve hereafter to burn, rather then turn any more with the times, and shall not hackney out his broken-winded Muse, to be any more drained of Hymns, or Ballads, for victories obtained against the godly, but that the offal of his invention may for the future, be set and sung to the melodious Bag-pipes of Presbytery, in their Galloping Gambol of a Scotch list, the better to awaken the Bell-weathers of the faction, and to quicken the dull spirits of their drooping Proselytes, now in these better times of persecution.
Item, I bequeath my matchless gift of Poetry, unto Justice George Wither, as the only man I know that hath dabled his dirty Genius (not in Helicon, for that's heathenish) but in the Ducking-Pond of phansie, and who alone is capable of my Soule-saving strains, provided that he return unto the faith from whence he is fallen, and resolve hereafter to burn, rather then turn any more with the times, and shall not hackney out his broken-winded Muse, to be any more drain'd of Hymns, or Ballads, for victories obtain'd against the godly, but that the offal of his invention may for the future, be set and sung to the melodious Bag-pipes of Presbitery, in their Galloping Gamboll of a Scotch list, the better to awaken the Bell-weathers of the faction, and to quicken the dull spirits of their drooping Proselites, now in these better times of persecution.
Item, To the intent the world may take notice, I was never so great an Enemy to the persons, as I was to the function of Bishops, because not capable of being one my self, I give unto Dr. Usher (late Primate of Armagh) all my private Notes, and Collections, the heavy fruits of my forty two years drowsy Contemplation, against that devilish black-Art, (which neither he nor I understand) to wit, Astrology; together with all the Ribaldry, Drollery, Billingatism, Hopkinism, Ands, Ekes, So still, Most ills, Viles and Guiles, Hells and Fells, Bases and Disgraces; of which see more in my new come out Apology.