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         I. C.
      
       
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             An elegie offered up to the memory of that late faithfull servant of God, Mr. Jeremiah Burroughs minister of the Word at Giles Cripplegate and Stepney.
             I. C.
          
           1 sheet ([1] p.)
           
             Printed by B.A.,
             London :
             1646.
          
           
             Signed at end: Per me, I.C.
             In verse: "To adde more ashes to our mortall Store," ...
             Annotation on Thomason copy: "Nou: 23".
             Reproductions of the originals in the British Library and the Henry E. Huntington Library.
          
        
      
    
     
       
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           Burroughs, Jeremiah, 1599-1646 -- Poetry.
           Elegiac poetry, English.
        
      
    
       A80003  R210648  (Thomason 669.f.10[100]).  civilwar no An elegie offered up to the memory of that late faithfull servant of God, Mr. Jeremiah Burroughs, minister of the Word at Giles Cripplegate I. C.  1646    651 3 0 0 0 0 0 46 D  The  rate of 46 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the D category of texts with between 35 and 100 defects per 10,000 words. 
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           AN
           ELEGIE
           OFFERED
           UP
           TO
           THE
           MEMORY
           Of
           that
           late
           faithfull
           Servant
           of
           GOD
           ,
           Mr.
           JEREMIAH
           BVRROVGHS
           ,
           Minister
           of
           the
           Word
           at
           
             Giles
             Cripplegate
          
           and
           
             Stepney
             .
          
        
         
           TO
           adde
           more
           ashes
           to
           our
           mortall
           Store
           ,
        
         
           
             Burroughs
          
           is
           follow'd
           now
           ,
           those
           gone
           before
           ;
        
         
           Vnconquer'd
           Death
           ,
           that
           spareth
           no
           degree
           ;
        
         
           But
           fetters
           all
           in
           his
           Captivity
           ,
        
         
           Hath
           seized
           him
           ,
           a
           servant
           of
           the
           Lord
           ,
        
         
           VVho
           preached
           IESVS
           ,
           as
           he
           's
           in
           the
           VVord
           :
        
         
           Set
           forth
           to
           all
           ,
           he
           for
           them
           mercy
           hath
           ,
        
         
           If
           they
           upon
           him
           will
           depend
           their
           Faith
           :
        
         
           These
           things
           (
           this
           Man
           of
           God
           )
           did
           to
           us
           preach
           ,
        
         
           And
           to
           us
           plainly
           Iesus
           he
           did
           teach
           ;
        
         
           Declaring
           to
           us
           ,
           he
           's
           the
           only
           way
        
         
           For
           to
           be
           saved
           ,
           to
           him
           we
           must
           pray
           ,
        
         
           If
           we
           would
           ever
           Heavens
           Gates
           enter
           in
           ,
        
         
           VVe
           must
           leave
           all
           ,
           we
           must
           forsake
           cut
           sinne
           ,
        
         
           On
           such
           good
           things
           he
           thought
           ;
           the
           faithfull
           Preacher
        
         
           Spent
           all
           his
           life
           for
           Christ
           ,
           who
           was
           his
           Teacher
           ,
        
         
           For
           Christ
           our
           Saviour
           did
           alone
           him
           teach
           ,
        
         
           And
           none
           but
           Christ
           our
           Saviour
           would
           he
           Preach
           .
        
         
           The
           world
           he
           scorn'd
           ,
           though
           plenty
           of
           it
           having
           ,
        
         
           But
           at
           Gods
           hands
           for
           grace
           was
           daily
           craving
           ;
        
         
           Too
           base
           it
           was
           ,
           that
           he
           to
           it
           should
           bend
           ,
        
         
           Or
           to
           her
           Riches
           any
           credit
           lend
           ;
        
         
           For
           ,
           what
           are
           Riches
           ?
           But
           like
           a
           Post
           in
           's
           way
           ,
        
         
           Or
           ,
           like
           a
           span
           ,
           or
           like
           the
           flower
           in
           May
           :
        
         
           So
           worldly
           honours
           unto
           him
           seem'd
           base
           ,
        
         
           To
           honour
           Christ
           that
           was
           his
           only
           grace
           :
        
         
           For
           Christ
           alone
           he
           lov'd
           ,
           so
           lov'd
           to
           live
        
         
           That
           he
           might
           alwayes
           praises
           to
           him
           give
           .
        
         
           The
           grace
           of
           God
           was
           alwayes
           in
           his
           thoughts
           ▪
        
         
           The
           love
           of
           God
           ,
           in
           sparing
           such
           foule
           faults
        
         
           VVhich
           he
           committed
           daily
           in
           his
           sight
           ,
        
         
           Yet
           from
           the
           Lord
           would
           never
           take
           his
           flight
           .
        
         
           For
           Iesus
           Christ
           was
           only
           his
           delight
           ,
        
         
           And
           Christ
           his
           Crosse
           was
           alwayes
           in
           his
           sight
           ,
        
         
           Christ
           was
           his
           joy
           ,
           he
           was
           his
           whole
           desire
           .
        
         
           VVhat
           shall
           I
           say
           ?
           Christ
           did
           he
           love
           intire
           .
        
         
           An
           happy
           end
           this
           godly
           man
           did
           make
           ,
        
         
           The
           world
           ,
           her
           Riches
           from
           him
           he
           did
           shake
           .
        
         
           
             Elijah
          
           like
           ,
           his
           mantle
           left
           behind
        
         
           For
           others
           to
           possesse
           ,
           that
           they
           might
           find
        
         
           A
           loving
           friend
           of
           him
           ,
           and
           might
           confesse
        
         
           That
           to
           his
           Neighbours
           all
           he
           was
           no
           lesse
           ,
        
         
           Then
           a
           
             Iohathan
          
           unto
           King
           
             David
             ,
          
        
         
           For
           's
           love
           was
           fixt
           ,
           fixt
           where
           he
           loved
           .
        
         
           The
           truth
           of
           this
           ,
           if
           you
           desire
           to
           know
           ,
        
         
           Doe
           you
           unto
           his
           Printed
           Sermons
           goe
           ;
        
         
           For
           they
           doe
           there
           unto
           the
           world
           declare
           ,
        
         
           VVhat
           was
           their
           masters
           heart
           ,
           what
           was
           his
           care
        
         
           To
           those
           that
           loved
           grace
           ,
           and
           loved
           those
        
         
           That
           truly
           loved
           Christ
           ,
           and
           him
           had
           chose
           .
        
         
           
             London
          
           afflicted
           in
           the
           face
           I
           see
           .
        
         
           That
           such
           a
           man
           from
           us
           by
           Gods
           decree
           ,
        
         
           Should
           thus
           be
           snatch'd
           away
           ,
           and
           from
           us
           part
           ,
        
         
           The
           thoughts
           of
           which
           might
           melt
           the
           hardest
           heart
           ;
        
         
           For
           in
           this
           City
           ,
           for
           him
           being
           deceas't
           ,
        
         
           Thousands
           are
           mourners
           ,
           and
           I
           not
           the
           least
           ▪
        
         
           Yet
           mourn
           ,
           why
           should
           we
           ?
           Or
           ,
           why
           should
           we
           weep
           ,
        
         
           VVhen
           
             Burroughs
          
           is
           not
           dead
           ,
           but
           is
           a
           sleep
           ▪
        
         
           This
           man
           of
           God
           unto
           that
           glorious
           place
           ,
        
         
           Ascended
           is
           ,
           ever
           to
           see
           Gods
           face
           .
        
         
           
             Tendimus
             huc
             omnes
             ,
             metam
             properamus
             ad
             unam
             ,
             Omnia
             sub
             leges
             mors
             vocat
             atra
             suas
             .
          
        
         
           
             
               Per
               me
               ,
            
             I.
             C.
             
          
        
      
    
     
       
         
           
             LONDON
             .
          
        
         
           Printed
           by
           B.
           A.
           1646.
           
        
      
      
  

