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An elegy on the much-to-be-deplored death of that never-to-be-forgotten person, the Reverend Nathanael Collins;…
An elegy on the much-to-be-deplored death of that never-to-be-forgotten person, the Reverend Nathanael Collins; who after he had been many years a faithful pastor to the church at Middletown of Connecticut in New-England, about the forty third year of his age expired; on 28th. 10. month 1684. : [Three lines of quotations in Latin]An elegy on the much-to-be-deplored death of that never-to-be-forgotten person, the Reverend Nathanael Collins; who after he had been many years a faithful pastor to the church at Middletown of Connecticut in New-England, about the forty third year of his age expired; on 28th. 10. moneth 1684. : [Three lines of quotations in Latin]
printed by Richard Pierce for Obadiah Gill, 1685
Title page typeset from the transcription.
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.
And CHARITY in him warm Beams extended To all the Race of Man; Philanthropy Him like a shadow every where attended; COLLINS made up of Love, we used to cry.
And CHARITY in him warm Beams extended To all the Race of Man; Philanthropy Him like a shaddow every where attended; COLLINS made up of Love, we us'd to cry.
An Injury seldom resenting more Than Cranmer or the Martyrologer* Who urned his Ashes, of whom tis notour, Of good, for ill, Turns from them sure you were?
An Injury seldom resenting more Than Cranmer or the Martyrologer* Who urn'd his Ashes, of whom tis notour, Of good, for ill, Turns from them sure you were?
- *Holy Mr. Fox.
In fine, As the ¶Philosopher did give His friend advice, suppose a Cato's eye On you, and so be wise; when I would live Uprightly, I'd imagine COLLINS by.
- ¶Senecd.