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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
Mr. Thomas Gatakers last will and Testament. › Instructions for epitaph › An Epitaph.
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.
An Epitaph.
Old Gataker is gone, Jove speed him well, And safely, whether unto heaven or hell: But into heaven the Varlet goes not sure, For there be stars, and stars he'll not endure: Or if to hell, thrice wretched is his fate, For even the devil himself doth calculate And read the stars, ha's clearer eyes then we, Far more experience in Astrology. Perhaps, as when alive, so when he's dead, He'll be with stars and Planets tortured; Only the difference is, here could he rail, In hell the fashion is to weep and wail, And gnash the teeth; but charity I have, To wish his hell may only prove his grave: Or if it be in Limbo, it's fit […] stay There, till his filth be throughly purged away. And may all others of his dirty Faction Have like success, whilst they have such like action.
OLd Gataker is gone, Jove speed him well, And safely, whether unto heav'n or hell: But into heav'n the Varlet goes not sure, For there be stars, and stars hee'l not endure: Or if to hell, thrice wretched is his fate, For ev'n the devil himself doth calculate And read the stars, ha's clearer eyes then we, Far more experience in Astrology. Perhaps, as when alive, so when he's dead, Heo'l be with stars and Planets tortured; Only the diff'rence is, here could he rail, In hell the fashion is to weep and wail, And gnash the teeth; but charity I have, To wish his hell may only prove his grave: Or if it be in Limbo, it's fit 〈…〉 stay There, till his filth be throughly purg'd away. And may all others of his dirty Faction Have like success, whil'st they have such like action.