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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.
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.
Thus was he for a Christian, and thus he With Conversation lightened, every Deed Of his in print a Sermon yieldeth me:‖ But now what as a Minister you'll heed.
Thus was he for a Christian, and thus he With Conversation lightned, every Deed Of his in print a Sermon yeeldeth mee:‖ But now what as a Minister you'l heed.
- ‖Ille pius pastor, quo non prestantior unus, Qui faciendo docet, quae facienda docet.
Methinks I see how fraught the Pulpit was Of Grace, of Gravity, of Wisdom, when With most harmonious notes a Barnabas He now was, and a Boanerges then: