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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.
The Age of Perkins **just attained, he thought It time to follow him. But Why so fast? The cause you know that of such things is brought Belonged to him, he only grew too fast.¶
The Age of Perkins **just attaind, he thought It time to follow him. But Why so fast? The cause you know that of such things is brought Belong'd to him, he only grew too fast.¶
- **about 44.
- ¶Immodicis brevis est atas et rara senectus,
More would I say but Heart-corroding Anguish, Lays that check on me, you have lost him now. Broken with thy big Loss dear Friend, I languish. Hence would my Tears more than my River flow.
More would I say but Heart-corroding Anguish, Layes that check on me, you have lost him now. Broken with thy big Loss dear Friend, I languish. Hence would my Tears more than my River flow.
Now in Micaiahs Trance *I seem to see For Food on mountains, wandering Shepherdless, And Shiftless rambling, what belongs to me. Wast Park of mine that now no Keeper has!