WALrONIANA. 



Learning, and Language fitly ; for thefe be 

 Debts due to his great Merits : but for me, 

 My aymes are like my felf, humble and low, 

 Too mean to fpeak his praife, too mean to fhow 

 The World what it hath loft in lofing thee, 

 Whofe Words and Deeds were perfed Harmony. 



But now 'tis loft ; loft in the ftlent Grave, 

 Loft to us Mortals, loft, 'till we ftiall have 

 Admiftion to that Kingdom, where He fings 

 Harmonious Anthems to the King of Kings. 



Sing on bleft Soul ! be as thou wast below, 

 A more than common inftrument to ftiow 

 Thy Makers praife ; fing on, whilft I lament 

 Thy lofs, and court a holy difcontent, 

 With fuch pure thoughts as thine, to dwellwithme, 

 Then I may hope to live, and dye like thee, 

 Td live belov'd, dye mourn'd, thus in my grave ; 

 Bleftings that Kings have wifti'd, but cannot have. 



Iz. Wa. 



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