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Paul's last farewell, or A sermon, preached at the funeral of that godly and…Paul's last farewel, or A sermon, preached at the funerall of that godly and…
Paul's last farewell, or A sermon, preached at the funeral of that godly and learned minister of Jesus Christ, Mr. Thomas Blake. By Anthony Burgess, pastor of the church at Sutton-Coldfield in Warwickshire. With a funeral oration made at Mr. Blake's death by Samuel Shaw, then schoolmaster of the Free-School at Tamworth.Paul's last farewel, or A sermon, preached at the funerall of that godly and learned minister of Jesus Christ, Mr. Thomas Blake. By Anthony Burgesse, pastor of the church at Sutton-Coldfield in Warwickshire. With a funeral oration made at Mr. Blakes death by Samuel Shaw, then schoolmaster of the Free-School at Tamworth.
London: printed for Abel Roper, 1658
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A Funeral Oration at the Death of the most desired Mr. Blake.
A Funerall Oration at the Death of the most desired Mr. Blake.
By Mr. Samuel Shaw, then School-master of the Free-School at Tamworth.
With a face sadder then usual, with an heart sadder then my face, but upon an occasion sadder then them both, I (who was deputed to this work by him to whom I now perform it) am here, rather to receive the expressions of your sorrow, then tell you the resentments of mine own. Being sensible of my stupefaction, (caused, not through the want of my affections, but the want of their object) I desire out of a pious policy, to supply my dryness, by taking your Tears, and putting them into my pump, so hoping to revive mine own, which yet I judge are rather drowned then dried up. And yet when I have done this, I know that all my expressions will fall short of the greatness of my grief, as much as my grief does of the greatness of its cause. This numerous Company of Pious groaners, these so many blacks, not made, but occasioned to be Mourners (badges of profession becoming badges of that grief, which for its greatness can be equalled by nothing but their former happiness which they once enjoyed) the universal gloominess of this day, represents to me rather the funeral of a Town, then a man, and the fall of a Church, rather then a single pillar: and rather induces ⟨image 17⟩