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Who all Reckon, among their Ancestors 



Bishops and Millers. 



***** 



If all Men would live as He liv'd, 



Dancing, Laces, Bayliflfs, Locks and Keys, 



Cannon, Prisons, Tax-Gatherers, Monarchs, 



Would be useless things in the World. 



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He was AVise, and more a Philosopher than the Philosophers. 



He was a Christian, and more a Divine than the Divines. 



He knew his Ignorance, and was more a Doctor than the Doctors. 



He was more Indepeudant than Sovereigns, 



Being neither plagu'd with Flatterers, nor drunk with Ambition. 



He was richer than Kings, for he wanted but one Thing, 



A WIFE. 



***** 



In that Execrable Time 



Which makes my Pen tremble with Horror, 



He was forc'd to abandon his Dear Country 



And every thing with it, 



To fly from the 



Furious Ministers of the great Tribulation. 



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 He cross'd Mountains and Seas, 



And coming to this Island, 



Found here the true Port of Safety. 



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Himself and seven Companions of the same Fortune, 



Stay'd here two whole years, 



The peoj^le and the Rulers of the Place. 



He had longer enjoy'd 



The Delights of this new World, 



If his Heart had not been touch'd 



With a secret Desire for 



The Too lovely Sex, 



W'hich engag'd him in an Enterprize 



That caus'd his Death. 



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He wrestled boldly with that terrible Enemy, 



And came off Conqueror ; 



Since at the same time that he yielded Dust to Dust, 



He procur'd the Honour fur the Isle of Rodrigo, 



To 



Render to the Lord one of the Blessed at the Resurrectiou. 



