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Winthropi justa. A sermon at the funeral of the Honourable John Winthrop Esq. late…
Winthropi justa. A sermon at the funeral of the Honourable John Winthrop Esq. late governor of the colony of Connecticut, in New-England; who died, at Boston, Nov. 27. 1707 and was honourably there interred on Decemb. 4. ensuing; in the 69th year of his age. : [Three lines of quotation in Latin]Winthropi justa. A sermon at the funeral of the Honourable John Winthrop Esq. late governour of the colony of Connecticut, in New-England; who died, at Boston, Nov. 27. 1707 and was honourably there interr'd on Decemb. 4. ensuing; in the 69th year of his age. : [Three lines of quotation in Latin]
printed by Timothy Green, 1708
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My Hearers, I will put you into a way to pursue this Thought, with a most affecting Pungency! Pass over the several ⟨p. 19⟩Streets of your Neighbourhood. Stay; — Call to mind a Little: — Who Lived in such an House, — and who in such an One, — so many Years ago? — But, where are they now? Oh! They are Gone! They are Gone! The Places that have known them, shall know them no more. Death has carried them off into the other World. — We are deprived of our Senses, if we do not now make that Conclusion; Isa. 20 6. And how shall we Escape? No, Never think of such a thing!
My Hearers, I will put you into a way to pursue this Thought, with a most affecting Pungency! Pass over the several ⟨p. 19⟩Streets of your Neighbourhood. Stay; — Call to mind a Little: — Who Liv'd in such an House, — and who in such an One, — so many Years ago? — But, where are they now? Oh! They are Gone! They are Gone! The Places that have known them, shall know them no more. Death has carried them off into the other World. — We are deprived of our Senses, if we do not now make that Conclusion; Isa. 20 6. And how shall we Escape? No, Never think of such a thing!
III. Don't we Feel our selves Dying? Methinks, we are most Feelingly Admonished by this, That we are to Die. Our Constitution may be our Admonition. The deadly Blow is already struck Death has already seized upon us. Every Day we may perceive Death growing upon us. What are all our Bodily distempers? They are but so many Advances of Death. In all our distempers. Death is hacking and hewing down our Tabernacle. The Enemy has broken in, and is breaking down, the Carved work thereof, with Axes and Hammers. These things are the Messengers of Death. A Wrathful King is at hand. ⟨p. 20⟩