An elegy on the death of that brave sea-commander, Reer-Admiral Carter, who was unfortunately kill'd in the famous ingagement with the French fleet, on the 20th of May, 1692. Ames, Richard, d. 1693. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B01364 of text R226827 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing A2976C). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 4 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 B01364 Wing A2976C Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.2[197] 99886958 ocm99886958 181520 2240895150

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 Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. B01364) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 181520) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A1:1[198]) An elegy on the death of that brave sea-commander, Reer-Admiral Carter, who was unfortunately kill'd in the famous ingagement with the French fleet, on the 20th of May, 1692. Ames, Richard, d. 1693. 1 sheet ([1] p.). printed for Richard Baldwin, London : MDXCCII [i.e. 1692] Verse: "Amidst the publick joy, which every where,". Attributed to Richard Ames by Wing. Within mourning borders. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng eebo An elegy on the death of that brave sea-commander, Reer-Admiral Carter, who was unfortunately kill'd in the famous ingagement with the French fleet, o Ames, Richard, d. 1693. 1692 1 577 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2008-06 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-09 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2009-04 Sampled and proofread 2009-04 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
AN ELEGY On the DEATH of that brave Sea-Commander , Reer-Admiral CARTER , Who was unfortunately Kill'd in the Famous Ingagement with the French Fleet , on the 20th of May , 1692. AMidst the Publick Joy , which every where , With Acclamations , fills the yeilding Air , Permit a Muse ( all drench't in Tears ) a while To interrupt the Vniversal Smile , Since the most pleasing Passions in Excess , Will with their Weight the Noblest Minds oppress , Joy should with Grief , and Grief with Joy be mixt , Or either Passion fatally is fixt . Carter the brave-through floods of fire and smoke Rusht on when he th' French Line of Battle broke ; With pompous Titles , tho their Sails they swell , Of Thunder , Lightning , and th' Invincible , No terror in their empty Names appears , Nor their Broad-sides th' undaunted Carter fears : He saw the Goddess Victory descend , And Winds and Seas the Noble Cause befriend . The fierce Dispute he did not long maintain , But Cries were heard — Our Admiral is slain ; Thus in the Justest , and the Noblest Cause , Great Carter yeilded to Fates Rigid Laws . He was — but , ah ! the bold Attempt , forbear , Too weak's thy Skill to write his Character , That Task is for a Nobler Pen design'd , Great as his Thoughts , and Daring as his Mind , Yet we in small his Portraiture may view , And by a little , shew , we more would do . He was — by Nature made for that Command , To which , tho most pretend , few understand ; His Vertue was not rugged , like the Waves , Nor did he treat his Sailers as his Slaves : But courteous , easie of Access , and free , His Looks not temperd with Severity : And those who did his Friehdship share confess , He was more cordial than they could express . These were the private Vertues of his Breast ; But that which was the Crown of all the rest , Was his True Valour for his Countrey 's Good , Which courage made him lavish of his Blood , Unlike to that , when Wine , Surprize , and Rage , Our hot-brain'd Sparks so oft in Blood engage : No , he its true intrinsick Value knew , And seem'd to catch the Bullets as they flew . Unlucky Bullet , must thy Random . shot , Only select Great Carter for thy Lot ? A thousand common Tars we could have spar'd , Had not the Admiral in thy Fury shar'd . But tho he 's Gone , he cannot want a Tomb , Whose Praises do in every Breast find room . With Manly Sighs the Fleet his Loss lament , And the Brave * * The Ship he was Killed in . Duke will be his Monument .
EPITAPH . IF from Fates Jaws could Vertue save , Or Courage rescue from the Grave , Carter would ne're have quit the Scene , But always have Immortal been ; But the Grim Tyrant all things sweeps , To Dark Oblivions silent Deeps . All Mortals must obey the call , When Death himself rides ADMIRAL .

LONDON : Printed for Richard Baldwin , MDXCCII .