Threnodia in obitum D. Edouardi Lewkenor Equitis, & D. Susannae coniugis charissimæ. = Funerall verses vpon the death of the right worshipfull Sir Edvvard Levvkenor Knight, and Madame Susan his Lady With Deaths apologie, and a reioynder to the same.

THRENODIA IN OBITVM D. EDOVARDI LEWKENOR Equitis , & D. SVSANNAE Coniugis charissimae .

FVNERALL VERSES Vpon the death of the right Worshipfull Sir EDWARD LEWKENOR Knight , and Madame SVSAN his Lady .

With DEATHS APOLOGIE , and a Reioynder to the same .

PROV. 10.8 .

Memoria Iusti benedicta .

LONDON Printed by Arnold Hatfield for Samuel Macham and Matthew Cooke , and are to be solde in Pauls Church-yard at the signe of the Tigers head . 1606

blazon or coat of arms HONORI AC MEMORIAE CHARISSIMORVM CONIVGVM EDOVARDI ET SVSANNAE LEWKENORVM .

QVORVM ILLE NOBILI FAMILIA IN AGRO HARTFORDIENSI NATVS , A PVERITIA OPTIMIS DISCIPLINIS INNVTRITVS , ADOLESCENS SOCIVS COLLEGII D. IOHANNIS IN ACADEMIA CANTABRIGIENSI , POSTQVAM EVASIT IN VIRVM S. PRINCIPIS ELIZABETHAE DOMESTICVS PRIMVM , EXINDE IN AGRO SVFFOLCIENSI EIRENARCHA , POST IN AMPLISSIMVM ORDINEM SVPREMAE CVRIAE PARLIAMENTI NOVIES CONSCRIPTVS , POST REMVM A IACOBO MAGNO FOELICE BRITANNIARVM MONARCHA EQVESTRI DIGNITATE ORNATVS , CVI VNO ORE OMNES CONSENTIVNT , CIVEM FVISSE BONVM , MELIOREM MAGISTRATVM , VIRVM OPTIMVM ; CLIMACTERICO SVO AD SVPEROS CONCESSIT .

IIII. NONAS OCTOBREIS .

HAEC ILLVSTRIS HEIGH AMORVM FAMILIA CVM SORORE COHAERES , FOEMINA RARI EXEMPLI , PIETATE AC MODESTIA SINGVLARI , ANNO AETATIS SVAE LVI , VIRVM CVI SE NVNQVAM IN VIVIS ANTEFERRE SVSTINVIT , MORIENS VNO DIE PRAECESSIT .

VIXERE CONIVGES SINE QVERELA , AN. XXXVI . VNIS EXEQVIIS SVNT ELATI , AN. M.DC. v. V. ID . IAN. FILIOS SVPERSTITES RELIQVERVNT II , FILIAS VI.

PARENTIBVS OPTIMIS AC DVLCISSIMIS B. M. P. E. LEWKENOR F.

YE learned Sisters , which mount Helicon And high Parnassus cragges vnneth to scale , Your best beloued seats in times begone Haue enterchanged , for that lowly dale Amid'st the which sweet CAME doth softly slide ; Willing may seeme longer with you to bide ; And with his BRIDGE doth couple what his streames diuide : So may you neuer of your change repent , Or thinke to change againe for other place : So may the rigor of the Heauens relent , Which on your mansions faire with frowning face Hath look't too long , and this contagious ill Be soone remoou'd , and farre kept from them still ; So may your numbrous nurselings all your houses fill : So lastly may our PHOEBVS deigne to see And with his gracious sight those Temples blesse , And consecrate them with his Maiestie ; The highest pitch of all their happinesse : No lesse than those your other deare delight Which by the FOORD of OVSE are stately pight , And since that day do rise and threaten heauens height : As ye vouchsafe to lend your willing eare And condescend to Sheepheard swaines request : If yet the same but equall shall appeare , And to your selues may worke no great vnrest : Scarse may though needs it must his suite be tolde , O griefe who seeks the cause of griefe t'vnfolde ! And double griefe which doth from remedy withholde ! Lewknor alas is dead , that worthy Knight : And follow'd his good Lady dead before : And both within a day . Helpe vs to dight Their herses with your plaints , and if no more Helpe with your teares our common losse bewaile . Your teares are left if other power do faile ; And fellowship is ease though griefe do nought auaile . If of this paire one from his tender yeeres Was wholly yours denoted heart and will ; Nor that alone but of his equall peeres Few might in all your arts surpasse his skill : If in your Court he did sometimes defend No vulgar place : O you that wont to lend Your teares to others losse , some on your owne exspend . You shall not mourne alone ; the State hath lost A Senatour of many Parliaments : The Church may well account her losse is most Of such a sonne . The Countrey sad laments A wise and vpright Iusticer : The poore A worthy house keeper . O if no more Ye feele your owne , yet others domage helpe deplore . And if how much he in your gifts surpast , So much the Graces sweet his Lady graced : A right Susanna , vertuous , faire , and chast , A lilly bright though now by death effaced : If both in euery part of vertue were A matchlesse match , a paire without compeare : For Vertues sake weepe while ye may not weepe a teare . Whereto serues all your skill if not for this To blazon farre and wide well purchasd praise ; And register to all posterities In honors iust records ; what might vpraise A caytiue courage vnto faire pretence ; And teach a gentle Spirit flie from hence To highest heauen ? Loe heere your arts chiefe excellence . Liuing and dead your faculty is debt To good desert : which payd in life may haue Malignity perhaps thereat to fret ; Not so in death : No enuy lets the graue Discharge this debt with safety euery deale , And let eternall Fame the acquittance seale , The world be witnesse vnto whom ye may appeale . Besides , O let me tell you otherwise Ye owe this duty to that worthy paire : Sith first from you the danger did arise Which wrought their death . That harme ye ought repaire , So might it be repair'd . O that it might ! Butah for life the recompence is light To waile the dead , or verses in their praise endight . Pardon my griefe if ought my tongue haue strayd Dread Ladies : well I wot vnguilty all Ye beene of blame heerein . It was misse-sayd : No greater sorow mought your selues befall . But this is true , from that vnhappy place Whose late infection did your nurselings chase To diuers parts ; this mischiefe came . Thus was the case . Two sonnes they had ( Ah now no longer they ) This worthy paire were hanging on your brest ; Their chiefest ioy and care : when they heard say Contagious Agues did begin t' infest The place whereas ye dwell : Not fear'd in vaine As since the sad euent hath shew'd it plaine ; And such before the Pestilence are wont to raigne . Nature and Reason bad them seeke to shend From danger those their hopes : They send straightway To fetch them home . Their Father had a friend Of well-approued faith full many a day Whose sonne in equall danger with his owne He could not leaue , but sent all vnbeknowen His Father for him to . Hence hath this sorow growen . O weake and feeble wit of mortall wight ! Which wor'st not what to take and what refuse , Chusing the worst , thou ween'st to hit the right ; And leauest the best which wisdome were to chuse ! As now this worthy knight , he would set free His owne from harme , and saue from ieopardie His friends also : but all his care turnes contrary . Not many dayes but sicke began to fall This youth I told in kindnesse brought away : Before I should haue told you first of all , His fearelesse Father which mislik't his stay From you as losse of time ; had thought againe Haue sent him backe . The knight needs would retaine Him with his sonnes ; which turn'd himselfe and them to paine . But now his father gan most instantly Request he might remoue him home from thence : ( It was within a mile or two thereby ) Scarse might he speake so much without offence ; But heard straight way . And set you then so light Your only sonne , as that regardlesse quite Euen of his life you would remoue him in this plight ? Except you feare that ought should lacke him here . Ah nay , quoth he : But this ; your household's great And what a griefe and trouble both it were Besides the danger if this sicknesse seat It selfe therein , ( they fear'd the pocks ) Alas ! I would it not for all that is or was : So sayd , full little hop'd he what would come to passe . To whom the knight . Th' eternall Wisdome hie Which rules this world knowes what he hath to done : And what is best for vs : who seeks to flie With winde and saile from him is all as soone Atach'd , as he that euer frames him still To suffer what he must . Is death such ill As is default in duty ? No : God worke his will : So sayd , yet as he could did faire prouide Both for his guest and all their safeties . But who can shun the ill that must betide ? Him lightly touch't the deadly mischiefe flies ; Ceaz'd on his hostes that had him entertained , And shew'd this goodly part of loue vnfained . Ay me that cruell death should rage thus vnrestrained . Ah good Tisander who can halfe expresse What raging sorrow tare thy heart in twaine , When thou beheldst them brought to this distresse ? How dolefully thy hap thou didst complaine , And praydst the heauens vpon thy selfe might light Or on thy sonne , or both , their vtmost spight ; To scuse this gentle Lady and this courteous Knight . Nor were we seely sheepheards ought behinde , To send our plaints and prayers to the skies ; Too well was now our griefe-deiected minde Suited vnto our pluncket liueries . This comfort haue we ; if that fellon Death , If Destinies sad , or if the graue beneath Had not beene deafe ; these had not lost their vitall breath . How shall I that sad households griefe relate Their Masters fastned both to sickly bed ? How shall I tell alas ! your wofull state Twise Orphans now ? the vowes , the teares ye shed , Now for one Parent : Then th' other : Againe for both ? But all in vaine . Loe first your Mother go'th ; Your Father followes fast , how euer ye be loth . To whom when first the heauy word was brought Of greatest losse that euer he might heare , ( O would to God it could haue beene fore-thought That message sad would touch his heart so neare ) And is she gone ? ( sayd he ) Are ills so rife ? Well may I say I had as good a wife As liues : Dearest I come ; what boots me longer life ? But who had seene how Grace perform'd hir part , To teach the patient minde her crosse to beare : And how the gentle Knight with manly hart Swallowed his griefe : And when the trickling teare Fell from his eye that still on heauen did feed , Albe his countenance gaue his heart did bleed , Would say ; I held my peace because it was thy deed . Ay me ! for sobs I cannot tell the rest . He 's dead ! o death ! for vertuous enterprise . Ah gentle Sisters beat your pensiue brest , And chuse the mournful'st notes you can deuise , To accent your sad verses ruthfullest : And when you haue a while your griefe exprest Recomfort ours . Ye Muses ye can do it best . The power of words is subiect to your skill : And words well plac'd can charme the wounded hart , Vp then ye Muses . And if so ye will , We sheepheards swaines will helpe to beare a part . Vp thou first mournfullest Melpomene , And Erato with thee : Terpsichore Shall with Thaleia sing , when PHOEBVS shall you see .

THRENODIAE In funere Clarissimorum Coniugum D. EDWARDI & SVSANNAE LEWKNORVM .

Pars prior : Quae vt plurimùm fletus habet & querelas .

CVR per vos , Elegi , Lasciua poemata famam Quaerunt , cur proprium destituistis opus ? Munera vestra vocant , passis prodite capillis , Pullae sint vestes , funera vestra vocant . Occidit , heu , Lewknor Musarum gloria , tantum Lugeat amissum virque puerque virum . Credibile est , nimium iam saeuas , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 , benigna Parcas nascenti fila dedisse nanu . Tantus erat morum candor , tanta arte politum Ingenium foelix , tantus vbique fauor : Vt , quanuis stirpem clara de gente referret , Dotibus his claros nobilitaret auos . Nec tamen ingentes fortuna maligna negauit Illi , quas doctis saepe negauit , opes . Huic cumulo accedit pietas insignis in illos , In quos caelestis lex iubet esse pios . Cura Dei , & prolis vitam laudauit , at alter Coniugis , & vita , & morte patebat amor . Cuius vt aspexit morientia lumina , dixit , Aut viue , aut comitem me quoque mortis habe . Vota valent . Quos fidus amor , dum vita manebat , Iunxit , disiunctos noluit esse rogus . In terra ossa iacent , animae super astra volarunt , Vtrunque , & meritò fama loquetur anus . THO. SOTHEBY Coll. S. Ioan.

In Coniunctum EDOVARDI LEWKNORIS Militis dignissimi , & SVSANNAE vxoris eiusdem eximiae obitum . ERgò Caballinos laticas mihi Musa propinat Torpentem reuocans ad sua pensa ? sequor ; Par est vt celebrem Par hoc tàm nobile , vinctus Sermo , vinxêrunt quos ita fata , decet : Par est vt metro Par includatur in vno , Cui fuit in seros vnio tracta dies . Vndique par video , nec par tamen vndique ; dispar Gaudet inaequali tendere Musa gradu ; Eccè palàm numeris subsidit clauda secundis , Nunc laxum fundit , nunc breue cogit iter ; Ecquid inamoenis Elegëia Consona bustis ? Ecquid & ad moestos ire parata rogo ? An quia Par sexu constabat dispare , carmen Iure suum vir habet , foemina iure suum ? Praecedit passu subl mior ille virili , Foemineos comitans contrahit illa pedes ; Fortunati ambo , fatis aequalibus ambo ; Vita pares vidit , vidit & vrna pares ; Sic quos cepir amor vitae , dum viuere fas est , Hos vno cepit tempore mortis amor . E Coll. Regis .

In obitum clarissimi viri Edwardi Lewknêri , Equitis illustriss . & Susannae coniugis , Feminae lectissimae . QVî fit ( inaequali , vos quae sine lege sorores , Ducitis instabili stamina nostra manu ) Quî fit , vt indigni superâ , qua v●scimur , aura , Annis tot vestra saepè fruantur ope ? Cùm tamen intereá , si quis virtute , vel vnus Prae reliquis clarus , protinus ille perit . Ah! quid non potiùs vestras conuertitis iras ? Ah! quid non illos ( mors homicida ) petis ? Abstulit vna dies , & funere mersit acerbo , Nobile par , restant vix pietate pares ; Scilicet eximium clarâ cum coniuge , morti Lewknêrum ; nobis funera bina dedit . Funera bina ? quid ? an non tristis funere luctus Vel satis est vno , plus satis , idque Viri ? At si Nobilitas quicquam si stemma valeret , Priscum aliquid potuit stemma valere tuum . Si quid relligio , virtus , pietasque fidesque Relligione , fide , quis pietate prior ? Sed neque relligio , pietasue auertere mortem , Nec virtus quicquam flectere tanta potest . Crudelis , tantâ nondum satiabere praedâ , Sanguine nec tanti es exsaturata viri ? Quin dulcem thalami consortem sauciet vnà Falx tua ? quin pereant foemina , virque simul ? Numquid non satis est clarum extinxisse maritum , Posset vt in viuis haec superesse tamen ? Digna quidem vita hac , dignissima pluribus annis , Et tàmpraeclaro foemina digna viro ; Quae facilè primum meruit , virtute , pudicis Moribus , & verâ relligione , locum . Non satis , hanc comitem , fuit , extinxisse iugalem , Posset vt in viuis hic superesse tamen ? Sed quos vna dies pariter iuuenilibus annis Coniunxit sancto condiditi inque toro ; Ecce vno paritèr nunc condidit vrna sepulchro , Et penè vna dies funera bina dedit . Nobile virtutis , vitae , morumque dederunt Exemplum ; haud post se nomen inane ferent . Scilicet exemplo tandem hoc ediscite viui , Ex horum vita , viuere , morte , mori . G. H. T. C. C.

In obitum clarissimi & pientissimi viri , Domini EDOVARDI LEVKENER Militis , quà generis splendore , quà omni virtutum genere ornatissimi , necnon lectissimae foeminae , eiusdem coniugis , Dom. SVSANNAE LEVKNER , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 . HEu miseranda lues ! audax corrodere sanctum Diuinâ pectus nobilitate viri , Foedere qui sacro nulli pietate secundus , Hanc sibi coniunxit relligione parem . Nam prudens & doctus erat , decus atque piorum ; Virtutis cultrix nec minùs illa fuit : Mecoenas , columen , spes , deliciaeque bonorum ; Solamen miseris nec minùs illa fuit . Christicolae pariterque fuerunt Coelicolaeque : Semper luce pares , nunc quoque morte pares . Sed cùm nomen habet de CANDESCENTE LVCERNA : Hoc iam perge tuis pandere Musa modis . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Heu miseranda lues ! hac non splendente lucerna , Hinc tot pullati syrmate longo gemunt . Quin si non cunctis gratissima vita fuisset , Nunc tua tam multis funera moesta forent ? G.E. C. Eman .

In Edouardum Lewkenor Militem , viri tum pietate , tum doctrinâ summè spectabilem ; & Susannam ipsius coniugem , foeminam lectissimam , simul mortuos , eodemque tumulo conditos , Epicedium . ERgóne iam extinctus gelidi sub mole sepulchri Ille iacet verae relligionis honos ? Ergóne & illa simul lectissima foemina coniux Morte perempta graui contumulata iacet ? Hei mihi , quis poterit lachrymas retinere cadentes ? Hei , perijt nostri gloria magna soli ! Heu , iacet Eduardus , niueus cui pectore candor , Vnum cui coelum cura laborque fuit . Cui pietas , doctrina , genus , prudentia constans , Canaque honorandâ cum probitate fides . Heu Susanna iacet , coeli germana propago . Verae foeminei deliciae generis ; In miseros cui larga manus , pia cura suorum , Virtutis studium , & relligionis amor . Sic vno quos vita thoro coniunxerat , vna Mors tulit , & vno condidit hoc tumulo . Ergo ambos flete ô vates , totumque iubete Parnassum alternos ingeminare sonos . Hasque illis lachrymas isthaec monimenta sacrate , Et funus luctu concelebrate graui . At vos ô manes , quorum nec longa vetustas , Nobile nec delet nomen auara dies , Vos iuuat interea meliores quaerere sedes , Queîs datur aeternâ cum Ioue pace frui . G.S. C. Eman .

In obitum praeclarissimi viri Dom. EDVARDI LEWKENORIS Militis , & eius charissimae coniugis , Dominae SVSANNAE LEWKENORIS . MIlitis egregij meditaberis 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 miram ? Proh dolor extinctum conspice Lewkenorem , Non modò diuitijs & auito stemmate clarum , Sed musa , ingenio , sed pietate virum . Clerus , eques , populus pullata veste Britannus Hunc cassum lugent lumine Lewkenorem . Te quoque ( quâ sociâ plures foeliciter annos Lewkenor exegit ) chara Susanna , tuum Lewkenorem moestae properantem ad limina mortis Et pudor & pietas deseruisse vetant . Vos simul extinctos crudeli funere mecum Defleturo puto pectora mille pia : Vos & longa dies & vita nouissima iunxit , Nec nostro licuit dissociare metro . C.O.

In obitum viri nobilissimi iuxtà ac doctissimi Edouardi Leukenor & Susannae suae . EXtincta vt nuper petijt pia foemina coelos plausaque supernos vidit aditque locos Nos o noster adi : quid enim disiungimur , inquit , tam nos quid separat terra minuta duos ? Dixit & in pennas cessit visura penates pennas quas pietas struxit & egit amor . Quae te dulce caput diuis diuortia nostris disiungunt , cur pars tu mihi pacis abes ? Astra inter iuncti carpamus gaudia , dixit , tenuat & in nihilum cessit imago suum : Ille nihil notam effigiem sed prendere captans excussit terras induiturque polos . Eurydicen quaestus Lewknor , vt nulla superstes comparuit terris aequoreisue fretis : Nequicquam sperent coniux te tartara dixit , emicat & coeli coerula scandit ouans . G.H. T.C.

In obitum religiosissimi Militis Edouardi Leukneri . DIcitur Ismarius chara pro coniuge vates Per vada Cocyti , per Phlegetontij aquas Transmisisse viam , nigrique ad limina Ditis Sistens , Threijciae succinuisse lyrae : Vmbrarumque deum neruisque & carmine mulcens Eurydicen proprio restituisse Lari . Heu nunc aut alter nigrantia tecta Tyrannus Possidet , aut peior quam solet esse Dea est . Nuper Leuknerus funesta morte perempta Coniuge , sponte sua liuida stagna petit : Per tenebrasque iter emensus , manesque silentes , Constitit ad furui limina caeca dei : Plangens orabat miseram sibi reddere sponsam , Moturus verbis marmora dura suis . Cumque diu frustra tot singultantia verba Misisset , ( tantus est feruor amoris ) ait ; Vt potero lucem aut coeli connexa tueri Cùm mihi surrepta est lux mea vita mea ? Vel mihi reddatur coniux aut ipse maritae , Vel seruato duos , vel mage perde duos ! Dixerat , assensit diri inclementia Regis Atque ambos contra iusque piumque tenet . Hoc ego non agitem ? dic o saeuissime custos Tartarei claustri , quid velit iste furor ? Quid ? tibi commissa est nigri custodia regni Imperium in manes est tibi sorte datum , Imperium in manes miseros tibi cessit & vmbras ! Diceris in sanctos iuris habere nihil ; Foelices sanctorum animae sunt cura Tonantis . Sed quid ego haec frustra : vindicis ira venit . Nam quoniam inuitis rapuisti hos inuide nobis , Inuito rapiat qui colit astratibi .

In obitum viri verè Mecoenatis Eduardi Leuknori , & Susannae eius coniugis pientissimae , Epicedium . SIc turtur moritur , suumque plorat Solas flebiliter virum inter vlmos : Sic fretus cytharâ maritus audax Tristeis ingreditur domos profundi : Ereptam sequitur suam vt Susannam Leuknorus reducem suam vt Susannam Concinnet , ( pietas ! ) opesque spernit : It virtus comes , vt chorus sororum Et quicquid Charitum , Cupidinumque est : Si fas est tumulo tegi ipsum Amorem Hoc vellet tumulo tegi ipsius ipso .

Anagr. in nomen : LEVCENORVS , Luce nos vre . At tua quando dedit virtus iam viuere coelis Seu diuus epulis vnà cum coniuge Diuûm Accumbis , siue orbe sedes pars dignior orbis Respice NOS , ac LVCE tuâ foeliciter VRE . H.G. T.C.

VNde mihi insolito stupuerunt corda dolore ? Quidue grauis versat tantum mea pectora luctus ? Mens equidem praesaga mali , quid triste minetur Nescio , sic caeco turbantur corda tumultu ; An mihi dilectus nimiùm decessit amicus ? An mihi chara parens ? An multùm frater amatus ? Hei mihi quòd multo merser grauioribus vndis : Occidit ( heu pietas ! ) pietatis amantior alter Quo nusquam in terris vixit , nec mortuus vsquam est : Quandoquidem nobis nec mortuus ille putandus ; Semper enim viuet nato dum vita supersit , Felicem ô natum donat qui viuere patri . T.B. Clar.

In obitum illustrissimi Equitis Eduardi Leukenor : vxorisque clarissimae , Carmen lugubre . HEu , quanti gemitus ? infoelix ales ab vlmo Quos memorat casus ? volucres in damna trahuntur . An amor extinctae moliri tanta palumbae Impulit , vt sociam sibi mortem quaereret vltrò ? Impulit vnus amor . nec enim sine coniuge coniux Ibit adastra . Duos eadem lux perdat amantes Optauit toties , sed cui nil fata negare Ausint ; aut poterant superi ; pia vota secundant , Vna dies inter tantùm fluit , ambo feruntur . R. Theol. C.T.

In obitum verè illustrissimi viri , & tam gratiae , quàm naturae & artium praesidijs instructissimi , D. Eduardi Leukenor Militis , nec non in Susannam vxorem charissimam foeminam lectissimam 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 . HEi mihi quàm subitò passim tua funera flere Cogimur inuiti Lewkenori , diemque supremum Condecorare tuum lachrymis rorantibus ora ? Quem pietas celebrem , patriae prudentia charum , Integritas vitae illustrem grauitasque senilis , Natales clarum , mundo quem fecerat ardens Conspicuum Zelus de relligione tuenda . Dotibus ingenij ac artis quem docta Minerua Ornârat mirè , cuius suadela sedebat In labijs ; nunc te miseri deflemus ademptum , Quem Deus e coelo virtutibus auxerat istis . Sed nec diuini satis est heu stamina vitae Abrupisse viri Parcis , nisi coniugis alma Vno eodemque ictu filum fatale rescindant . Quam pietas , quam castus Amor , Prudentiae , forma Grataque quam comitas , sanctoque modestia vultu Foeminei ornabant vera ornamenta pudoris . Vos studiosa cohors , Respublica , Curia , Templa , Vos rus deplorat . lachrymas Academia fundit . Vnicè vos deflent proles generosa superstes , Et famuli famulaeque omnes vos vnicè deflent . Non tamen in medio hoc luctu solatia desunt . Nam quos iunxit amor & connubialia iura , Non mors disiunxit , non funera , neuè sepulchrum : Ambo sed aethereis volitant super aethera pennis , Limen & augusti simul ingrediuntur Olympi , Et coelo regnant cum Christo rege , supremo . S.W.C. Eman.

Ad viri clarissimi nomen qui nuper migrauit ad caelites , allusio . SInescis ( Hospes ) iste Lewkenor cui Plebes , Patresque , paruulis misti senes , Moesti , dolentes , lacrymas impendimus ; Quis qualis olim : Sic habe ; Lychnus fuit . Ellychnium hoc mortale cui corpusculum , Nunc ecce puluis tenuis & cinisculus : Diuiniori accensa mens spiramine Depasta corpus , flammula huic lychno fuit : Oleum , charisma sanctioris Spiritus : Iam dignitatis gradus iste celsior , Qui quemque solus indicat quanti siet , Lychnuchus ; vnde latius puro nitens Radiata virtus emicabat lumine . O quanta noctis insecuta est illico Caligo ; quanta in hoc quidem coenaculo Obscuritatis vmbra communis domus , Extinctus hinc vt iste Lychaus ignibus Suam rem sit flammulam coelestibus ! G.B. C.E.

In obitum D. EDOVARDI LEWKENOR pietatis , simul ac eruditionis exemplaris , natalium splendore illustris , & doctorum patroni benignissimi , carmen funebre . E Effugit fatum miseros ; ferendum : D Ducit inuitos alios ; sequendum : V Vnicum nostri decus ( ah dolendum ) A Abstulit aeui . R Regijs aequant humiles tabernas , D Dum ferae cunctos rapiunt sorores . V Viue , fata instant , animaeque gaudent S Soluere claustra . L Lugeat quisquis , te , Edouarde , nouit , E Et tuum corpus tumulo repostum V Vidit indignum perijsse , longum V Viuere dignum . C Charior Diuis pietate nemo , N Nemo , quem Musae magis approbarent , O Omnibus gratus , patriae paterque R Rite vocandus . T. SOTHEBY . Coll. S.I.

Ad Lectorem . CArmina qui tristes quae dictauere Camoena Culta parum ; verùm qualiacunque legis , Da veniam : decuit sic indulgere dolori , Materiae cultus conuenit iste suae . Perlege non ficto quas fundimus ore querelas : Sollicitâ verus non eget arte dolor . Dumque legis luge , tristique adscribere turbae , Nec pudeat socijs ingemuisse malis . Forsitan & duro tibi ni de robore pectus'st Decurrit moestis guttula fusa genis ; Sic sine : Neué pium tibi mascula forte doloris Officium virtus impedijsse velit . O bene si multis fuerit signata lituris , Pagina si lacrimas quas petit omnis habet ! His quoque ( quos omnis iam deficit humor ) ocellis Qui prope iam tantis diriguêre malis , Dum mihi quae cernis scribuntur carmina , Lector Si qua fides , calidam defluit imber aquae . Sed lacrimis modus esto . Alias iam tangere chordas Incipe vel Cleîo vel magis Vranie .

THRENODIAE In funere Clarissimorum Coniugum D. EDOVARDI & SVSANNAE LEWKENORVM . Pars altera . In qua potissimùm encomia mortuorum , viuorum alloquia .

In obitum sanctissimi & literatissimi viri Domini Edwardi Leuknor , carmen funebre . ESse quid hoc dicam monstri ? quod nostra vocatas Inuito quae saepe mihi quasi gurgite manant Extorquent nullas iam cornea lumina guttas ; Quique genas largo rorantes imbre rigauit , Accersitus abest , & ocellis deficit humor . Sustulit ( ah quanto cogor memmisse dolore ! ) Mors scelerata virum grandaeui Nestoris annos Commeritum , si sancta fides , pietasque valerent Parcarum cohibere manus ; venerandaque virtus Tempòra mercedem vitae spatiosa referret . Quem genus atque domus titulis ornabat auitis Natiuusque decor generoso corpore fulsit Cui largo defudit opes bona copia cornu Quemque insigne tulit , sublimen , nomen in astra , Et quodcunque viris accedat pulchrius extra . Sed partem laudis vix vllam ponimus istis Haec inculpatae radijs , languentia fundunt Defluuia & fuscum vitae subiecta colorem : Semper eum pietas teneris decorauit ab annis , Prima aetas dulcem musarum fecit alumnum , Saepe puer tulerat sapientis signa Mineruae Et redijt victor pallenti vinctus oliua , Virque viris palmam si quid prudentia iussit Si probitas qúid agi , facile abstulit omibus vnus . Caetera quae restant quid nunc memorare necesse est ? Qua manifesta manent , vitae , semperque manebunt Argumenta piae , quae postera me reticente Secula narrabunt ; seri dicentque nepotes ? Quae neque , si vellem , breuiter decurrere possem . Quare agite o docti & mecum , studiosa caterua Atque , superuacuo gemitu lachrymisque remotis Condignum tanto celebremus nomine funus ; Illi marmorea aeternum de laude sepulchrum , Inscriptum titulo sacro statuamus & aurum ; Vt tanto succedat auo sua sera propago , Et memor , & meritae , fiat simul aemula laudis . G.W.

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In obitum EDWARDI LEWKNERI Equitis clarissimi , & SVSANNAE coniugis feminae lectissimae . ABstulit vna dies cara cum coniuge clarum Leuknerum , atque vno condidit in tumulo . Insignes pietate ambos ; natalibus ambos Insignes , omni denique laude pares . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 , Candidus . Candorem praeferre vides ipsum tibi nomen , Quippe inerat candor moribus ingenuis . Vir Musas coluit , Musae coluere vicissim Artibus ingenuis , egregijsque virum . Hunc vbi iam durae rapit inclementia mortis , Lecta parùm coniux occupat antè mori . Non tulit aspectum morientis ; praeripuitque Femina fatalem fortior ire viam . Id luctum geminare , quibusdam fortè videtur , Non geminat , minuit tantus amor gemitus . Iunxerat vna dies feliciter : abstulit vna , Nec mors coniunctos diuidit atra duos .

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In obitum praestantissimi viri Domini Edouardi Leukenor , Militis , charissimaeque vxoris Dominae Susannae Leukenor foeminae lectissimae , Carmen funebre . QVId memorem claram stirpem ? quid munera mentis ? Quid doctrinarum pectora plena penu ? Quidué tuam dicam linguarum cognitionem ? Quàm doctis doctus faueris ipse viris ? Quid referam , tua simplicitas , prudentia quanta ? Quâ patriam promptus iuueris vsque tuam . Quid mores suaues , candorem carmine pingam ? Non minùs ipsâ re ; nomine 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 eras . Te Leuknore magis pietas celebrauit , & ardens Saluificae Christi relligionis amor . Qui Christum coluere pio es complexus amore , Praeconum Christi maxima cura tibi . Tu moreris , nostrae noxae meritae sapientis Exemplo orbari consilioque viri . Quin moritur tecum pia foemina & optima coniux , Vnà dulce fuit viuere , dulce mori . Felices animas ! quas nos gaudere sinamus Coelesti in regno , te , bone Christe , frui . THOMAS HARRISON C.T.

In obitum viri pietatis & eruditionis nomine clarissimi Edouardi Leuknor Suffolciensis Equitis aurati , & lectissimae foeminae Susannae coniugis eius . VErè 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 eras 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 ; verè ergo vocari 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 poteras , fuit omen nomine in isto : Verè sanctus eras vitâ , sermone benignus , Ingenio lenis , sic vt non mitior alter , Pacis amans , litisque expers , fautorque bonorum , Musarum summus verbis factisque patronus , Iustitiae exemplar , sine fuco & fraude , sequenti Praesentique aeuo , causarumque arbiter aequus : Denique totus eras niueus : niueo ergo lapillo Dignus ; te propter candorem pectoris omnes Laudârunt passim , celebrantes funera fletu . Ingens ad tumulum confluxit turba virorum , Accurrunt tristes , pueri , iuuenésque , senéque , Et properant matres simul innuptaeque puellae , Plebeij , procerum necnon generosa propago . Auxit & hunc populi luctum charissima coniux , Quae tibi per multos annos sociata cubili , Horis ante obitum paucis disiuncta recessit . At quos iunxit amor viuos , disiungere nunquam Mors poterit , manet haec tecum , aeternúmque manebit ; Disiunctos terrâ , coelum coniunxit in aeuum , Haec in vtrumque meum testentur carmina amorem . I. A. Coll. S. Ioan.

In coniunctum Edouardi Lewkenoris Militis dignissimi , & Susannae vxoris eiusdem eximiae , obitum . TEmpore si nostro vixisset Naso , quid ille De modò defunctis diceret ? Vnus erant ; Vnus erant verè tam vir , quàm nobilis vxor ; Vnus corporibus , cordibus vnus erant ; Vna domus dominis , thalamus fuit vnus amicis ; Deuotis vnum numen , & vna fides ; An non ergò fuit diuinis nexa Catenis Copula , tàm multis copula nexa modis ? An non vt pariter nexa est , pariterque soluta Diuina simul hoc contigit esse manu ? Se potuit non illa queri , non ille relictum , Terrigenas vnà deposuêre domos ; Sic finire dies decuit , sic ducere ; primis Vltima , mors vitae sic fuit apta suae . Viuite foelices , alijs sponsalibus instat Praefinita dies , instat & alter hymen ; Intereà tellus laudes aequabit Olympo , Siuè Edouarde tuas , siuè Susanna tuas ; Quas benè religio meruit , quas munera Musis , Quas benè mors meruit , quas benè vita prior . E Coll. Regio .

In coniunctum EDOVARDI LEWKENORIS Militis dignissimi & SVSANNAE vxoris eiusdem eximiae , obitum . VIrque vxorque diù paritèr vixêre , quid inde ? Et pariter vitam deseruêre suam ; Quàm benè conueniunt ? quàm iustis consona votis ? Quàm benè respexit summus vtrumque Deus ? Qui sic imposuit vitae , sinemque labori Sic vt vtrique suus possit abesse dolor ; O vos foelices dicam , queis corpore iunctis Aequali semper viuere sorte datum ; At ter foelices animas , queis carne solutis Iam datur in clara luce videre Deum . E Coll. Regio

Amplissimi viri EDVARDI LEWKNOR militis , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 , eruditorum patroni singularis , & coniugis SVSANNAE , foeminae lectissimae memoriae , Carmen . HInc abit Eduardus Lewknor , quis sanctior ille ? Aut quis Apollineo doctior ore fuit ? Ille fuit morum 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 , nubecula nulla , Eclepsis radijs nec fuit vlla suis . Instar Crystalli 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 , nec naeuus in ipso , Sed sine nube nitens , sed sine fraude virens . Verius es Magnes , quid enim non attrahis ? olim Laudem , nunc lachrimas vrbis & orbis habes .

Aliud . LEwknor abis ? nobis magnos abeundo laturus Luctus , aetherijs gaudia magna polis . Ridet adesse hymnis ; elegis iam deflet abesse ; Te tuus aether habens ; te tua terra carens . Miles abit , sequiturque suam bene fidus amantem Susannam vxorem dulce decusque suum . Vnà voxerunt ambo , simul ambo abierunt , Et simul Elysijs , exspatiantur agris . DA. DOLBEN . Coll. S. Ioan.

Epitaphium . SI nescis , Lector , tumulo conduntur in isto Digni nominibus foemina virque suis . H●nc eten●m fecere viro Leucanera nomen Candida mens , purae relligionis amor . Su●●●●●m vxori nomen dedit vna matronis G●mma colenda , Fides intemerata thori . O male ! cur ambos simul inuida fata tulere ? Quàm vellem vl●erius viueret is vel ea : O bene ! viuentes quos vis sociauit amoris , Vita cedentes hos sociauit humus .

Epitaphium . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 , 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 .

In egregium Equitem . 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 .

Aliud . QVae bene conueniunt , genus , ars , opulentia , virtus , Raro conueniunt , sunt tamen ista tibi . Mortemque hoc superas , quod tantum corpus ademit , Non tibi virtutes , nec tua parta tuis .

Aliud . QVid septem errantes numerantur in aethere stellae , Quando artes vno tot nituere viro ? Iuncta quòd his pieta , dici sphaera vltima possis , Teque mori , mea non , sed tua Musa vetat . RO. THEOBALD Coll. Trin.

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The Explication . The bodies whose they be we know too well : Foure couples thus . In wedlocks happy bands First were they ioyn'd : And next , one Death did quell Them both at once : For third , this Tombe so stands Their common sepulture : And last of all , Coupled they beene in ioyes celestiall . W. B.

In Lewknorum nobis ereptum coelo additum . MAgnus honos magnum , praeclaro stemmate nasci , At maior stirpem vincere mente suam ; Dispeream ni Leuknerus generosior ortu●… Et genus & formam vicerit ingenio . Vicerit ingenio tali , quale haud periturum Credidimus , sed mox mors inopina rapit . Nec mirum : tales citiùs sibi Rector Olympi Vendicat , & nostros non sinit esse diu . Ergo mihi salue aeternùm , aeternumque valeto Sancte vir , aeternum nomen ab orbe feres . QVos viuos thorus vnus , amor coniunxerat vnus , Vnaque defunctos nunc habet vrna duos . Et quos October modò nobis abstulit vnus , Si non coniungat pagina nostra , nefas . Viuite foelices animae simul , vnus Olympus Vos habeat , Phoebe haec , tu ( bone ) Phoebus eris .

In obitum viri nobiliss . iuxta ac doctiss . D. Eduardi Lewkenor & Susannae suae . Ad vxorem . VSque adeone tibi charus ( lectissima ) coniux Vt prae te possit nullus adire n●cem ? Ad virum . Tu quoque sic properas gratas periture sub vmbras , Foemina quòd potuit te sine obire necem ? Ad vxorem . Siste monent Musae gradieris sera sub vmbras , Vir tuus vt praeeat , foemina siste monent . Vxor. Mallem mille pati mortes ; concedite Musae Me sine quàm pereat pars prior ille mei . Ad virum . At tu cui melior finxit praecordia Phoebus Per si quid nostri sit tibi dulce mane . Vir. Te , te , mitte preces ; sequar o sequar vmbra per vmbras Chara animae coniux ; Pieri mitte preces . Ad vtrumque . Foelices animae , virtus quas acrior egit Viuere nec solas nec potuisse mori . Gu. Hu. T. C.

In obitum viri illustrissimi quâ virtute & pietate , quâ natalibus & doctrina , Dom. EDOVARDI LEWKENOR cum lectissima coniuge D. SVSANNA vnius diei interuallo erepti , Epicedium . NVper vt extinctum vidit LEWKENORA VIRTVS Et comitem SANCTAE CONIVGIS ire suae , Prospiciens alijs dum certa pericula temnit Officij & ne pars desiet vlla cauet : Fleuit . Et hanc meritis mercedem talibus inquit SVMME DEVS ? sic heû , sic datur esse PIIS ? Cui PIETAS . Miserae Mors vltima linea vitae , Atque eadem aeternae est ianua certa PIIS . Quid miserare HOMINES ? Nempe his occumbere FATVM est . Quidue PIOS ? LVCRVM est . Hoc quoque quod CITIVS . Quod PARITER rapti caussa haec super vna querelae est : Atqui erat EX VOTO hoc . Sic voluêre mori . G.B. C.E.

The same in English , verse for verse . WHen Virtue lately did behold Sir Edward Lewkenor die , And hence depart in his religious Ladies companie ; Others from danger whiles to saue , his owne he doth neglect , That only shunnes in virtuous deed to shew the least defect : She wept , And ah for such deserts this recompence ( quoth she ) O highest God ? Thus thus alas ! reward'st thou pietie ? To whom Religion thus . Death is this wretched lifes last date , And to the godly Death the same is life-eternals gate . Why wailest thou men ? To whom to die once it is destinie ; Or why the godly ? 'T is their gaine . And more if speedily That one cause of complaint remaines ; together these be gone : But this was euermore their wish ; neither would liue alone .

Vere nobilis & pius D. Edouardus Lewkenor serò sepultus , lugendus semper . POst cita fata tibi funus serum obtigit . At quàm Post tua sera dolor funera longus erit . Vita breuis , funus serum tumulusque perennis ; At dolor est vitâ longior & tumulo . I Leuknere , anima haec astris est dignior : istic Laeta superuiuet & tumulo , & lachrymis .

In Coniuges coniunctissimos . DVxêre vitam nec diuturnam satis Simitu beatam amore dulci coniuges ; Clausere demum , at citius , extremum diem Simitu beati morte sanctâ coniuges , Quin & supremi compotes ambo poli Hausere puri poculum vnum nectaris ; Et nunc eâdem vestiuntur gloriâ Beati amore , morte , coelo coniuges . IOS. HALL . Coll. Eman.

In obitum religiosissimi Militis Edoardi Leukneri . LEuknerus iste , quem sepultum in marmore Plangunt amici , ( turba moesta & languida ) In fornicato coelitum palatio , Inter micantes syderum globos sedet . Vbi praemiorum iustus arbiter Deus , Stellis tot ornat fulgidis celsum caput Quot ante gessit corde virtutes suo . Illic beato conditoris in sinu Lustratur illa , quae per obscurum vident Quicunque carnis non soluti vinculis Caliginosum hoc incolunt tentorium . Nos turba tristis interim fata incessimus , Et saxa tanquam fixa terrae , quaerimus Illum in sepulchro : cui tamen virtus sua Etiam ante mortem fecit in coelo locum . Humana spes aeternitatis inclytae , Niuis instar esset , quam procellosi furor Percussit Austri , visque flammantis Dei : Si mors triumphum consequatur alterum , Animamque tumulus idem , & ossa contegat . Sed non vigorem saeua mors tantum tenet ; Condi sepulchro corpus haud anima potest , Emergit illa , mensque magnorum virûm Aeternitatis arduam calcat viam . Habe ergo ( gurges corporum ) corpus tibi : Quondam beati spiritus habitaculum Vanum trophaeum sit licet tantùm viri Corpus , thesaurus maior quam vt cedat tibi .

Ode , in qua D. D. Edouardi & Susannae Leukenorum coniugum & inuicem amantissimorum & cum caeteroqui multifariam tum breui mortis interuallo nobilium , apotheosis . PAr inuidendum , nec lachrymabili Vexanda versu funera , funera Auctura stellas , & sub axes Conspicuam meritura sortem , Seu vos repostas imperio iuuat Vrgere terras , seu dare splendida Inter paternos iura ciues , Seu liquido radiare ponto . Nam nec superbas Naxia flectere Edocta tigres dignior asseri , Nec saeuus Orion minaci Vel iaculo violens vel ense . Foecunda coelo copia fortium Nec insolenti sydera pellice Grauantur olim , RARA castis Conqueritur plaga sub maritis . Hoc fine vestras fas mihi tollere Laudes & amplo dicere carmine Diuisa vix vllâ duorum Fata morâ , parilesque cursus . Simul profecti non simul ad locum Venistis ambo : nam prior optima Dignata Nympharum coronâ est Et volucres agitauit alas , Vel illa sexûs munere libera Palmae appropinquans , & melior pede , Vel faecis expers , humidaque Mole carens , propiorque Diuis . Proh quanti amare est ? non tulit hanc vicem Lato relictus sponsus in aequore Iam solus , haerentemque gliscit Quâlibet expedijsse metam ? Non ille vitae parcus & omnium Contemptor , atras quò redimat moras , Sed nulla cunctantem sub arcto Vota iuuant , spacioque languet . Fertur Cupido purpureas sibi Dempsisse pennas protinùs & viro Aptasse prudens his perito Remigijs sapienter vti . Tum copulantur . Nunc quoque ( si fides ) Caelo receptos ludere sic iuuat , Nymphamque porrectam marito Praetimidas glomerare plantas . SAMVEL COLLINAEVS C. Regal .

TEn thousand thanks ye Muses for your paine . How may poore sheepheard euer hope requite Your curtesie , but debtor still remaine ? Vnlesse you take this recompence though light , T' admire your skill ; and wish your Poësie May giue , or from your subiect take eternitie . But mought it not offend your learned eares , The ruder song of simple countrey swaines Vncunning all , be ioyned to your teares ? Small cunning needs him that indeed complaines . Ah well I wot our rymes be base and poore ; But if they shall expresse our griefe , we wish no more .

FVNERALL VERSES Vpon the death of the religious , famous and vertuous knight Sir Edward Leuknor and Dame Susan his wife . IF euer Countrey , cause had to complaine , For losse of one who did her state vpholde By iustice due , the right for to maintaine , And beat downe wrong with courage good and bolde : Then Suffolke mourne , for thou hast lost that wight This worthy man Sir Edward Lewkenor Knight . If euer children yet had cause to say , We are depriu'd of louing Parents deare , Who train'd vs vp in feare of God alway , Whose vertues true , did in their life appeare ; Then children mourne , more cause haue you than other , Depriu'd at once of father and of mother . If Shepheard true had euer cause to weepe For losse of such , who lou'd him as their life , For tender lambes , for faithfull louing sheepe , Who lou'd his peace , and loath'd all iar and strife : Mourne gentle shepheard now great cause you haue , For those two friends that couered lie in graue . Amongst the rest who take the mourning parts , Do we their seruants ioyne our willing hands : In outward blacke and with true sabled harts Do we all mourne , who ti'd in duties bands , Did late enioy masters so deare and kinde , Too good for vs , vpright in heart and minde . Farewell my light , sayth dolefull Denham towne , My ioy , my stay , my comfort in distresse : My liuing life is now by death pull'd downe , And for my ioy I mourne in heauinesse : But cheare thy selfe , let hope thy griefe asswage , Of God supply in this succeeding age . The poorer sort may sing their songs of griefe , With tuning wo , with sad and moistened teares , For losse of these , who fed them with reliefe , And to their cry did open both their eares . The poores complaint did neuer come in vaine , For which on earth their lasting fame shall raigne . O Traiterous death , the stayes of publicke State Which pluck'st away ! Cruell , which Parents deare From children ! Impious , which do'st separate Pastors from sheepe ! Vniust , with heauy cheare , Which bid'st vs seruants seeke worse seruices ! Which rob'st the poore ! Hard harted , mercilesse ! But welcome Death , for thou art sent of God To them for ioy , to vs for smarting rod . S.P.

Vpon the death of the most religious Knight Sir EDWARD LEWKENOR . LEt others lend their teares , others their verse ; I le stand a dumbe admirer at thy herse . These be the things which may adorne thy death And giue thy name an euer liuing breath . Yet shall my tongue-tide admiration tell As much as others teares and verses will . That griefe which can expresse it selfe is small , That 's great which makes men in amazement fall .

Vpon the death of the most vertuous and religious Lady Madame SVSAN LEWKENOR , in allusion to her name signifying a Lilly . FAire Lilly flower thou bearest thy name aright : Amongst the Dames thou wast for woman head , As is among the flowers the Lilly bright : Like flower thou hast not left vs in thy stead , For beauty and sweetnesse , bounty , modesty , And lilly loue , and purest chastity , And chiefly for thy sweetest sweetnesse piety . Thou wast . A wofull word alas to say : Now like a Lilly which vnkindly frost , Or soultering heat through Phoebus piersant ray Hath smitten ; right anon soone hath it lost That goodly state became it erst so well , And that pure white wherein it did excell , Yet of the former sweetnesse doth reteine some smell : Or as the Lilly rauncht with cruell hand , From tender stalke to dight some garland gay , Hath reau'd the garden where it wont to stand Of that faire sight which there it did display . So thou , ô cruell Death ! whose fell despight Of fairest flower hath rob'd our garden quite , Faire Lilly , thou in heauens garland shin'st more bright . O! as the Lilly cropt doth yet retaine Within her root some part of liuing power , Which may with Springs returne put forth againe , And many stalkes adorne ech with his flower : So mought it ô faire Lilly fare with thee , Many like flowers for one God let vs see ; O goodly sight ! And so it is , or so shall be . W.B.

On the death of Sir EDWARD LEVKNOR and his Ladie . DEath came to him : she willing he should liue , Called pale Death vnto her weary bed , And wish'd her dearest husband mought suruiue , And that she might be stroken in his sted : He heard her sute ; and death importuned To ceaze on him , and suffer her aliue ; So ech would faine their life for other giue . Death with the choice amaz'd ; at last thus sed , 'T is pity that a paire of soules so deare Should by my fatall stroke be seuered : One would be loth to liue without his fere , One shall not be without the other dead . Ah Death ; I wist not earst thou wert so witty , But call'st thou Pitty this ? 't was cruell pitty .

Vpon the death of the woorthy Knight Sir Edward Lewkenor and his vertuous Ladie . SHould I inuoke your aide ( you luklesse nine ) Or pray you helpe my sorrow-burthened verse ? Sits not with mournfull plaintifs to be fine , Or stately strowe fresh flowers on fading herse : Suffice me that my sorrowes selfe may be Both Muse and matter to mine Eligee . Nor need I now those howling hirelings aid That helpe affection with their mourning art : Tribute of teares is easie to be payd ; Soone weepe the eyes when wounded is the hart : Let fained loue shed teares enforcedly , Vnfained mine will weepe vnfainedly . Had not the headlong fates with ruthlesse spight Bereau'd these Worthies of beloued breath , My sullen words had not my thoughts endight ; Nor had I worne a sable Cypresse wreath : But now ( vnhappy now ! ) th' heauens so ordaine . What heauens decree , we spurne thereat in vaine . If heauens fate-binding doome be such and such , Why do I fill the aire with bootlesse plaints ? Let not my wailefull verses haplesse touch Disturbe the arches of these quiet saints . But ô let passions tongue haue leaue to speake , Lest passions fury make his prison breake . Ah neuer let me so respectlesse part , But rather let these sorrow-drenched eyes Streame out whole fountaines from my sobbing hart ; And let my plainings eccho to the skies : So may the euer-turning heauens proclaime Our home-bred sorrowes to another maine . Let not those dayes be mark't except with teares , Or wip'd out of the Kalender of Time : Nor hang in file on Genius siluer heares Guilty of so inexpiable crime . As wont the guilty conscience flie the light , Let them be couered all with pitchy night . Let not , ô let not after-times record , The fatall sisters lawlesse power of death Was such . O why should these sad dayes afford Matter for backe-bite Momus brood to breath Their ioyfull Iöes to a higher straine , Or frame triumphals to their bitter vaine ? As if ( ô madnesse ! ) any would be glad Or please their moody fancies at this sight ? When Enuies selfe at this euent is sad ; And black-mouth'd venemous vnhallowed spight Dares not prophane those sacred altars Fame , Erects and iustly to their vertuous name . And ô what madnesse hath my wit distraught , Vnkindly to enuy their high estate ? I saw their happy soules with pleasures fraught Triumphant enter in Elisium's gate . Elizaes spirit with the blessed rest Did flocke to welcome so desired guest . Liue long in blisse you heauen-beloued soules For vs ; since we your dearest presence lost , Since what we most desire great God controules : Yet shall our comfort in this one be most , That what your happy breath whilest you did liue , The same your blessed memory shall giue . W. Firmage .

DEATHS APOLOGIE , and a Reioynder to the same . STay , Stay good men : Runne not so fast away . My word I will not harme you : once trust Death . Loe here my dreadfull dart aside I lay . See , see these fearefull fooles ; As if full each I could not soone at take ye if me list . Was neuer man could yet out-runne me that I wist . But hearken Sirs the whiles I heere defend Mine innocence against your harmlesse spight : Ye talke and write your list , as if ye wend That Death were deafe , or had no sense of sight In these large eye-holes : Rest perswaded thus I heare ye all , and reade I trow , vt Clericus . In euery leafe before ( loe heere the priefe ) Ye raile on me , and at your pleasure call False , cruell , cursed ; Traitor , fellon , thiefe . Once shall I be auenged on ye all . Nay stay : I 'le keepe my word now ; though not long But this I say , be Iudge your selues , ye do me wrong . For first I plead I am an officer Of highest God , whom ye haue all agilt : Was neuer Hangman counted Murtherer , Or once araigned for the bloud he spilt . Nor am I Traitor false , that warne before , Let no man trust me ; Thus I counsell euermore . I am no Thiefe , for nought I take away : The soule and body both I leaue behinde : But this is true , that from the baser clay I separate the purer spirit the minde . Multiplication or Alchymy You mought me thinks more truly call my maistery . Yet not ( which lawes forbid ) of heaped gold ; This worlds good I recke not all a beane ; And whatsoeu'r I be I dare be bolde Of couetise to iustifie me cleane : Of briberie and partialitie No officer I trow is in this world so free . But to be faultlesse I account but small : Except I well deserue I nought excuse , What euer crime that I am charg'd withall : O then vngratefull men which thus abuse Your chiefest friend ! and rage as ye were wood At him that is the only worker of your good . From wretched world the confines of your life , To blissefull Paradise from whence ye fell , By one offence occasioning the strife Twixt God and you , which did you all expell , Two wayes there lie ; one kept with brandish't flame Of Angels sword , no mortall wight may passe the same . But I am Porter to that other gate , Straight is the wicket , nor without my leaue May force or skill winne enterance thereat : O foolish men ! what madnesse doth bereaue Your better wits , which ought of Death to craue , That through that happy gate you might free passage haue . As wandring Pilgrime from his natiue soile With many weary steps which long hath strayed , And in his iourney found but paine and toile , And dangers derne that haue him oft dismayed ; How gladly doth he climbe the welcome raft , That to his countrey soone and safely shall him waft ? O men your life is but a Pilgrimage , Heauen is your natiue seat of blessednesse : This world here yeelds you sorry herbigage , Sweat , Sorrow , sicknesse , Paine , all wretchednesse : Mine is that only Barge , that through Gods grace Shall faire and well transport you to your dwelling place . Were 't not well done to leaue you heere behind , That loue your exile , like your misery , And cast your countries care all out of mind ? ( But for the Soueraigne Maiesties decree , Which bids me bring your liues all to one end , And send to Hell such as to Heauen will not wend. ) O if vnwieldy Age with stealing pase Approaching fast should cast vpon your backe His heauy burthen : when your riue'ld face The former beauties painted pride should lacke , When euery sense waxe dull , eares deafe , eyes dim , Taste all vnsau'ry , starke and stiffe each ioint and limbe . How would ye then bewaile each weary day , And wish ye rid at once out of your paine ? Why is this loathed light ( Thus would ye say ) On wretched wights alas bestow'd in vaine ? And life on such as no lifes ioy can haue Which long for Death ; which glad & faine would find the graue ? As when the painfull labourer hath spent Some longer light of swelting Phoebus ray , And faithfully hath paid the common rent Of sweating brow vnto this earthly clay , To winne his bread : how sweet a thing is sleepe , That his forwearied limbes in dreamelesse rest doth steepe ? Such Sleepe is Death ; such Day this life of your ; The longer still more painfull than at first : All is but toile full wast of troublous houres , Yet of declining Age the last are worst . But how would ye complaine of tedious day , If neither Sun would go , nor sleepe would come away ? Besides from these complaints , what shall I tell That greater mischiefe whence I set you free ? No paine or torment were it that of Hell Is halfe such ill as Sinnes base slauerie ; Sathans by Sinne . . O euer wretched men , Till from this Death , which only can Death rid you cleane ! This knew right well , the paire you so lament , With other Saints whose memories ye praise ; To whom the ioiful'st message could be sent From heauen , was grant of what they wish't alwaies ; Soone to be loosed from these bonds of Sinne , To be with Christ ; and soone eternall glory winne . But you ô seruile kind rest well appaid With this your Bridewell : nor that worthy name Ye all vnworthy beare which should vpbraid Your recreant thoughts , doth ought vp lift the same To where your Sauiour loe aduan'ct on hie Doth glorious sit , at Gods right hand in Maiesty . There crown'd with him these two and all the rest Which while they liu'd prepar'd and wish't to die , Are now secure of all that might infest Their blessed state ; of Sinne , of misery . You waile their Death , they pity this your paine , And would not be for all this world vndead againe . Is this inough to cleare mine innocence , And proue my good desert ? or haue ye ought Which heere against may make the least pretence ? Say hardly what you can . But well bethought With Tragicke termes ye curs'd my cruelty Which both at once this vertuous paire haue done to die . Thereto ( said some ) it was a sinnefull deed So vertuous part thus ill to recompence . But this it prooues me thinks that greatest meede It is to vertue soone to go from hence . If God be iust ( as sure he is ) the best Amongst rewards he giues vnto the worthiest . Nor was that least reward , ( which you complaine ) To pay with Curtuous duty Natures debt : Was neuer any man that could maintaine To longer terme a point of vertue yet . O goodly praise and euen to be enui'd ! These vertuously did when they liu'd , and whiles they di'd . And if such gaine it be to leaue this light , And losse to liue though you account it gaine : If fellowship in you encrease delight , In sorrow somewhat mitigate the paine : For them it was the best ( say what ye will ) To go together ; whether Death be good or ill . Besides , in truth these two by iust account , In life but one both Flesh and Spirit were : And as in lawes esteeme they did amount But to one person ; so they seem'd to beare One mind . And wa' st not fit one Dust one Graue ; One Soule one Enterance into heauenly ioies should haue ? Farre be from Death such cruelty , to part So one a paire ? to breake so euen a yoke : Heere to themselues were wont to wish you dare Might neuer faile to hit them at one stroke . Goe blessed Spirits yfere , which louely late Were in your life ; nor in your death be separate . But O base Earthwormes ! whether shall I call Boldnesse or madnesse rather this of your ? Dare you presume t' emplead the Lord of all , Or aske a reason of that Soueraigne power , Why this he doth or thus ? Because he will : His pleasure 's iust ; and that shal be performed still . That will of his I doe but execute , As now to take this Lady and her Knight At once away : His pleasure absolute Was such . O cease this vn-approached light With feeble eies to view ; nigh not this flame Poore flies , for feare your wings be sienged with the same . And yet for Prouidence this let me say ( If that high Wisedome neede defence of me ) Why should ripe corne in field for haruest stay ; Or mellow Apple hang vpon the tree ? These two were ripe for heauen , or neuer none ; The bough but touch't with gentle hand , they fell alone . What need more words ? If ought be done amisse Blame not the seruant for the Masters will : I did mine office . If such villanies As Murther , Theft , and Treason , I haue still Detested : If base Gaine hath not infect These guilty hands : if of no crime I be detect : O if I shew you Christ in glorious throne ; With him the Court of heauen , where be my friends The Patriarchs and Prophets euery one ; Apostles , Martyrs ; all which at their ends Long wished for before faire welcom'd me : If through my meanes this paire with these now ioined be . O men I craue no fauour ; doe me right : Condemne not thus a guiltlesse innocent . Or if ye thinke to spend your hateful'st spight On him that you least harme yet neuer ment , O let me die ( loe heere when all is seid The surest proofe to die not il , Death would be dead . ) I know I must . And well I am content To leaue this thanklesse office . what you men Account worst ill , let be my punishment , Soone let me die . Crie lowder yet Amen . But Sirs you must go first no remedy Whil'st any one of you 's aliue Death cannot die . Come then : Who shall be first , which to dispatch That Hangman Death ; through his owne noble hart To stabbe the Traitor ; will this dagger snatch ? Or with this halter , lesse to feele the smart ; Will helpe to hang the Fellon speedily ? Or with himselfe empoison him more cunningly ? Thou hast deseru'd to die . Take here this knife : Do some iust thing aliue , with edge or point . And thou in this disgrace ; what boots thee life ? From yonder Tower thou mayst thy necke disioynt . Thou know'st not how to liue : why draw'st thou breath ? Needs must thou die : chuse while thou maist some fairer death . Thy dearest friend , thy loue , thy life is gone : Vnfaithfull , senselesse blocke ! why stai'st behinde ? Thy goods be lost , why mak'st thou bootlesse mone , Till beggerie or famine do thee finde ? O Coward ! wilt thou take this iniurie Without reuenge ? Or die or kill : And kill and die . Old man , I know thou hast of life thy fill , Die . Die poore babe ; thy life begins with teares . Die wretched men , you call vpon me still . You happie ; die whilest yet no ill appeares . Die all : that once the feare of Death were past : T 's but a minutes while . As good at first as last .

A REIOINDER TO Death . O Subtill Death that would'st enmoue my minde To loath this life , and from my pensiue brest Dislodge it selfe : The stronger law of kinde ( A secret bond which can not be exprest ) Enchaines that with this body still to dwell . I hate thee Death ; suppose that why I can not tell . Yet if from God from whom none ill may be This life doe come , 't is good : if that be ill Which good depriues ; for all thy Sophistry I know thee well , The worke of Sathans will , The wracke of Nature , The first borne of Sinne , Gods curse , The wretchednesse we men be wrapped in . Thou plead'st thou art an Officer . No lesse Is Sathans selfe the cruell fiend of Hell . Thy wicked words thy murthering mind expresse , That would'st perswade weake men themselues to quell . Traitour , thou giuest no warning , that we know : Not thou , that none thee trust ; but wisedome warneth so . A threefold thiefe thou are , which takest away Soule from the body , body from the soule , Both from the world . And that which thou dost say To scuse thy coueteise , I can controule By text of holy writ : Three other moe To thee there beene , whose greedinesse neuer saith ho. Art thou not partiall which alike do'st take Vnequals all ? why staies thy fatall blow From traiterous wretches ? first why do'st thou make The best thy marke ? God mercy would it so ; The best be fit for heauen the worst may mend . So would his Iustice all our liues came to one end . No thanke to thee . well yet thou freest our life From many miseries . So greater ill Secures the lesse : As where the Plague is rise , It ceaseth other sicknesse . wilt thou still Vaunt from sinnes bondage how thou set'st vs free ? That honour's Christs ( vaine boaster ) 't is no thanke to thee . What ? Do the damned Ghosts from sinne surcease ? Or see they Christ ? or rest in heauenly blisse ? As true it is that these which now in peace Haue left this world , which knew they should not misse Of better-changed life were friends to thee : O no they wish't and longed for eternity . And dar'st thou mention Christ with caytiue tongue Thine enemy , thy conquerour , thy death ? Or promise Paradise ? o filth and dung ! Which nigh infectest with thy noysome breath Those heauenly ioies . So vaunted once the Flie She rais'd the dust , whilest on the waine she pearch't on hie . Thou lik'st Death well . No wonder that at all : Fooles loue themselues though riuals be away . That passeth yet , where thou do'st sadly call To helpe dispatch thee , men themselues to slay . Thy worth 's not such . Nor we such fooles to die ( O subtile folly ! ) soone the feare of death to flie . I can a better way than that , I trow : I will despise and scorne thy hurtlesse hisse , Alas poore worme thy sting is gone I know , Doe then thy worst : Thy worst shal be my blisse I haue deseru'd to die ; And so I shall . I must ; when God is pleas'd I am content withall . Yet shall it not be vengance for my sinne : Christ is my boot that neuer made offence . His death or rather life shall enterance winne For me to Heauen , when thou debar'd from thence Shalt headlong into lowest Hell be cast . Go now and vaunt to giue the thing thou neuer hast ! As to the rest ; if in disgrace I be ; The more I 'le scorne thee . If my state be base ; I 'le liue in spite of Death , more bold , more free , Let them feare Death that stand in Fortunes grace . Needs must I die ? what skils it when or how ? One life I haue , let Tyrants take of that inough . My friends are gone . Their happinesse is more . I 'le loue them in their issue left aliue . O might I lead them their high steps t' adore Though far before , and to their Fame suruiue , My faith should well appeare though left behind : If not ; their Death with griefe shall oftner come to minde . My goods are lost . No goods ; or els not mine . I had not lost them had they beene mine owne : Ill mote I thriue if for such losse I pine , My patience left , my state 's not ouerthrowne . If I be wrong'd , I 'le wreake me at my will : I 'le take a noble vengeance , and do good for ill . What sayest thou Death ? Put on thy dreadfulst face : And arme thy murthering hand with bloudy dart . From vertues path I will not step a pace , ( With God to friend ) all should it sticke my hart . Thus liu'd this paire whose bodies dead here lie Thus di'd . O Christ so let me liue , so let me die . Loe heere I meeke me to thy gouernance Lord of my life and death ; welcome thy will . Thy souereigne wisdomes gracious purueyance Shall be my wish , please thee to spare or spill . If thy offence as greatest ill I flie , That while I neither care nor feare , to liue or die . FINIS .

ERRATA .

Pag. 1. lin. 2. vneath to p. 3. l. 4. bites the graue . p. 12. l. 10. defletura p. 12. l. 17. supremos p. 13. l. 18. tantu'st p. 14. l. 11. it chorus . p. 14. l. 18. mensis p. 15. l. 13. R. Theob . p. 16. l. 3. vndique vos p. 16. l. 4. vndique deflent .