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A discourse relating to the much-lamented death and solemn funeral of our incomparable and…
A discourse relating to the much-lamented death and solemn funeral of our incomparable and most gracious Queen Mary, of most blessed memory by John Howe.
London: printed for Brabazon Aylmer, 1695
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.
It must be confessed, our just Tribute to the Memory of our admirable Queen can never be said to be fully paid; nor can this Discourse leave out occasional Reflections that may be of this Import. But my present Design is to endeavour our Minds may be drawn upwards, and to make that Improvement of this most instructive Providence unto which this chosen Text will direct. Not to entertain you with her Character and Praises, (for it is the same thing to characterize and to praise her) that Part is performed in divers excellent Discourses, which I have read, as I believe many of you have, and I hope with Fruit as well as Approbation, and (as there is Cause) with great Admiration of the Divine Goodness, that so illustriously shone forth in her, and that vouchsafed, so long, to entrust the People of England with so rare a Jewel, whose Lustre was yet exceeded by its real Virtues. By which also we may make our Estimate of the Displeasure wherewith it is so soon withdrawn, and caught away from us, so as to entertain the Age (as our Divine Herbert) with
It must be confess'd, our just Tribute to the Memory of our admirable Queen can never be said to be fully paid; nor can this Discourse leave out occasional Reflections that may be of this Import. But my present Design is to endeavour our Minds may be drawn upwards, and to make that Improvement of this most instructive Providence unto which this chosen Text will direct. Not to entertain you with her Character and Praises, (for it is the same thing to characterize and to praise her) that Part is performed in divers excellent Discourses, which I have read, as I believe many of you have, and I hope with Fruit as well as Approbation, and (as there is Cause) with great Admiration of the Divine Goodness, that so illustriously shone forth in her, and that vouchsafed, so long, to entrust the People of England with so rare a Jewel, whose Lustre was yet exceeded by its real Vertues. By which also we may make our Estimate of the Displeasure wherewith it is so soon withdrawn, and caught away from us, so as to entertain the Age (as our Divine Herbert) with
—A Mirth but opened, and shut up again—
—A Mirth but open'd, and shut up again—