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( 60 ) Some great Thing ſparkled in that bluſhing Face, Integrity that lovely Brow did grace. His Looks, Words, Geſture, all did repreſent Something that was reſign'd and excellent : The ſacred Word he heard with pious Care; And greedily ſuck'd in that heavenly Air. His humble Youth did to his parents bow; And all Obedience to his Teachers ſhew : Their Precepts and Inſtructions did him ſway; Their very Looks he would not diſobey. His Grandſire's Image, and a Compend he Of his Anceſtors, each Way ſeem'd to be : But whate'er were the Beauties of his Face, A fairer Mind dwelt in that lovely Caſe ; A ſprightly Mind, and unacquaint with Guile, Which with no Baſencís did itſelf deſile ; A divine Soul, not made to Vice a Drudge, A Palace where the Graces chus'd to lodge. Let every sigh, and each ungrateful Groan Be ſilent, and all uſeleſs Tears be gone ; Becauſe he's with the Lamb's white Robes array'd, Enjoys Rewards for which his Lord hath paid; And wearing Palms, the heavenly Streets doth tread, And followeth, where by his Lord he's led. Shall we be therefore fad ? ſad that he is Into that State we for ourſelves would wiſh. Why do we grieve for his untimely Death? Why blame we Fate that ſo ſoon ſtopt his Breath? He lived much into ſo ſhort a Day, Did ſo much Work, that juſtly we may fay, Few live ſo long, who tarry on the Stage, Even till they reach to thair decrepit Age. 'Truſt me in this, that he's not in the Wrong, That ſays, Who liveth well he liveth long. He that can count more Years can count more Pains, But can make no great Reck’ning of his Gains. FINIS.