An elegy upon the death of Mr. William Lilly the astrologer. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B03270 of text R33369 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing E467). 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 B03270 13282503 Wing E467 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.2[148] Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.3[72] ESTC R33369 99889846 ocm99889846 182557 2248546708

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B03270) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 182557) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A1:1[149]; A4:1[72]) An elegy upon the death of Mr. William Lilly the astrologer. 1 sheet ([1] p.). Printed for Obadiah Blagrave, at the Bear in St. Pauls Church-yard, near the little North Door, London, : 1681. Verse: "OUR Prophet's gone: no longer may our Ears ..." Within mourning border, with emblems and motto at head. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Lilly, William, 1602-1681 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. Elegiac poetry, English -- 17th century. eebo An elegy upon the death of Mr. William Lilly the astrologer. anon 1681 1 586 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. 2008-05 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-08 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-10 Sampled and proofread 2008-10 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion

MEMENTO MORI

outline of tombstone, which surrounds text, often including depictions of emblems of Death

AN ELEGY Vpon the Death of M r. WILLIAM LILLY The Astrologer .

OUR Prophet's gone : No longer may our Ears Be charm'd with Musick of th' harmonious Spheres . Let Sun and Moon withdraw , leave gloomy Night To shew their Nuncio's Fate , who gave more Light To th' erring World , than all the feeble Rays Of Sun or Moon ; taught us to know those Days Bright Titan makes ; followed the hasty Sun Through all his Circuits ; knew the unconstant Moon , And more unconstant Ebbings of the Flood , And what is most uncertain , th' factious Brood , Flowing in civil Broils ; by th' Heavens could date The Flux and Reflux of our dubious State . He saw th' Eclipse of Sun , and change of Moon : He saw , but seeing would not shun his own . Eclips'd he was , that he might shine more bright , And only chang'd to give a fuller Light . He having view'd the Sky , and glorious Train Of gilded Stars , scorn'd longer to remain In earthly Prisons . Could he a Village love , Whom the twelve Houses waited for above ? The grateful Stars a heavenly Mansion gave T' his heavenly Soul , nor could he be a Slave To mortal Passions , whose immortal Mind , Whilst here on Earth , was not to Earth confin'd . He must be gone : The Stars had so decreed , As he of them , so they of him had need . This Message 't was the blazing Comet brought , I saw the palefac'd Star , and seeing thought ( For we could guess ; but only Lilly know ) It did some glorious Hero's Fall foreshow . A Hero's faln , whose death more than a War Or Fire , deserv'd a Comet . Th' obsequious Stars Could do no less than his sad Fate unfold , Who had their Risings , and their Settings told . Some thought a Plague , and some a Famine near , Some Wars from France , some Fires at home did fear . Nor did they fear too much , scarce kinder Fate . But Plague of Plagues befell th' unhappy State , When Lilly dy'd . Now Swords may safely come From France or Rome , Fanaticks plot at home ; Now an unseen and unexpected Hand , By guidance of ill Stars , may hurt our Land . Unsafe , because Secure , there 's none to show How England may avert the fatal Blow . He 's dead , whose Death the weeping Clouds deplore : I wish we did not ow to him that Shower , Which long expected was , and might have still Expected been , had not our Nation 's ill Drawn from the Heavens a Sympathetick Tear . England hath cause a second Drought to fear ; We have no second Lilly , who may die , And by his Death may make the Heavens cry . Then let your Annals , Coley , want this day , Think every Year , Leap-Year , or if 't must stay , Cloath it in Black , let a sad Note stand by , And stigmatize it to Posterity . FINIS .

LONDON , Printed for Obadiah Blagrave , at the Bear in St. Pauls Church-yard , near the little North Door . 1681. July 11