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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 then his Orphans, all ensabled add O could we say—that once a Father had, A Father whose paternal over-sight Did make us over happy, whose Delight Was in our Welfare, whose Behaviours Still taught us—Mercy! what a Loss is our's!
In this Distraction mixing once again A Consolation-cup; fThick Mists amain About us gathering; a Murmur there Of the blest Shade himself we then might hear.
- fsuch the Jews were wont to have at their Funerals.
FOND Mortals, wipe your eyes (said he) pray That liquor for your selves. *poor Envy 'tis Which prompts your Threnodies for me. To weep For my sake, is but to Ignore my Bliss.
- *all. to Luk, 23 28.