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Meat out of the eater. Or, Funeral-discourses occasioned by the death of several relatives.…
Meat out of the eater. Or, Funeral-discourses occasioned by the death of several relatives. Work accommodated unto the service of all that are in any affliction; but very particularly such as are afflicted with the loss of their consorts or children. / By Cotton Mather. ; [Four lines from I Corinthians]
Boston: printed by B. Green & J. Allen for Benjamin Eliot, 1703
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.
Her Maiden Virtues rendered her, A Meet-Help for a Minister, For the best Women, the just Jews (You know) this proper phrase would use; A Woman worthy for to be Wife to a Priest: And such was She. Good; Studying that her Husband too Nothing but Good might always do, ⟨p. 190⟩How Frugal, yet how Generous! How Modest, yet how Courteous! How Silent, yet how Affable! How Wise, how Pure, how Peaceable, As Child, her Parents Joy; As Wife, Her Husbands Crown, and Heart, and Life. As Mother She, a Fruitful Vine, Her Offspring of an Holy Lin•, By Holy Nurture made them Shine.
Her Maiden Vertues rendred her, A Meet-Help for a Minister, For the best Women, the just Jewes (You know) this proper phrase would use; A Woman worthy for to be Wife to a Priest: And such was She. Good; Studying that her Husband too Nothing but Good might always do, ⟨p. 190⟩How Frugal, yet how Generous! How Modest, yet how Courteous! How Silent, yet how Affable! How Wise, how Pure, how Peaceable, As Child, her Parents Joy; As Wife, Her Husbands Crown, and Heart, and Life. As Mother She, a Fruitful Vine, Her Offspring of an Holy Lin•, By Holy Nurture made them Shine.
More might be said: But left I vex And stir the Envy of her Sex, I'll not proceed in Commendation, But leave her to their Imitation; Who having her bright virtue kept In Lustre; Thus at length She sleeps
More might be said: But left I vex And stir the Envy of her Sex, I'le not proceed in Commendation, But leave her to their Imitation; Who having her bright vertue kept In Lustre; Thus at length She slepts