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E. B. Reed, 
Epitaph on A V dieng Younge 
O what affront was itt to Nature 
And sadder Influence of the Skyes 
That in a moment clos’d the Eyes 
Of such a machless Creature 
But askinge what might be the Reason 
That Creuel Fate soe out of season 
Had Caried her from vs soe farre 
This Answer was to me returnd 
Least that the Earth should bee burnd 
By th’ scorching beames of that bright starr 
The Lady Caryes 
Elogy on my deare Wife 
O Fatal fall might not those heapes suffice 
This Sumer Captiu’d but thou must surprize 
The best of Nobels this soe great good Lady 
A Vere A Fairfax Honours-Honour, Shee 
Did grace her Birth Sex Relate & Degree 
& Shee a Non-parell for Piety 
Vers't in the Theory of Godliness 
The we) she did in Conference express 
Its Practick part her life to life did shew 
Each way but most excellinge in all vew 
Was Faith Submission vnweared pleasantnes 
With vniuersal weaknes, Paine Sickness 
Many longe lasting Great few euer sence 
Soe followed Job in suffringe Patience 
But she is now most gloriously exalted 
Wher sin & sorrow neuer entred 
To Mount Zion heauenly Jerusalem 
The City of God to Sperits of Just men 
To Church of the first borne to Angels blest 
To God to Jesus this Compleats the rest 
Her Faith saw this wt made her smile att death 
And wth much Joy surrendred vp her breath 
Her Body deare her All thats out of Heauen 
To Billbrough church as a riche Treasure’s giuen 
Bilbrough church-yeard daine me a little roome 
That after death my graue waite on her Tombe. 
