An elegy on the much-to-be-deplored death of that never-to-be-forgotten person, the Reverend Nathanael Collins;…

Name: An elegy on the much-to-be-deplored death of that never-to-be-forgotten person, the Reverend Nathanael Collins;…
Author: Cotton Mather

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]

Cotton Mather 1663–1728printed by Richard Pierce for Obadiah Gill, 1685

[4], 16, 18-20, [1] p. ; (8vo) · 3.2k words · Evans 392 · Wing M1100

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FUNERAL-TEARS At the Grave of The much Desired And Lamented Mr. NAT…: FUNERAL-TEARS At the Grave of The much Desired And Lamented Mr. NATHANAEL COLLINS? Who…FUNERAL-TEARS At the Grave of The much Desired And Lamented Mr. NAT…: FUNERAL-TEARS At the Grave of The much Desired And Lamented Mr. NATHANEEL COLLINS? Who…

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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.

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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!

Now in Micaiahs Trance ^*I seem to see For Food on mountains, wandring Shepherdless, And Shiftless rambling, what belongs to me. Wast Park of mine that now no Keeper has!

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Lord, is my Night come shall Impenitent Transgressors now continue so? Shall it Upon my Meeting-House, while men repent, This and that man born here ^‖no more be writ?

Lord, is my Night come shall Impanitent Transgressours now continue so? Shall it Upon my Meeting-House, while men repent, This and that man born here

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An elegy on the much-to-be-deplored death of that never-to-be-forgotten person, the Reverend Nathanael Collins;…

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