AN ELOGIE OR EULOGIE ON THE OBITS of the Right Honourable FERDINANDO Lord FAIREFAX▪ VVho dyed upon Munday, the 13th of March, Anno Dom. 1647.
A CROSTICKE.
FAR more DivINe, AND cleer, is nOw, LORD FAIREFAX gone,
Above; to praise
JEHOVAH, at his Royall Throne;
Remote from Earth: He swift to Heaven ascended (high)
Dect in a wreath of Tryumph, (peircing through the skie.)
Into Celestiall glory (upon Angels wings)
Now
Halelujahs to the Lord of Hosts he sings.
Adieu, brave Honour,
England with brinish teares may say,
Night clad in sable blacke, mournes for the losse of day.
Death hath be friended Heaven with the
Fathers soul,
On whose meeke
Son; let Angells miriads of blessings roule.
Light (shining downe from Heaven) the darkest cloud expells,
On Earth; when Sun with glittering most bright excells:
Riseth in splendor, ascends with smiles: But sets in dismall turning,
Death thus hath vail'd our light, and left us all in mourning.
Fairefax; valiant, and true: For
Englands peace he stood,
And to his wife, kindred, neighbours, was wise and good,
Iust unto all; And mercifull; As orbs of Stars.
Reliefe shin'd comfort, from his sparkled hands. And bars
Effectuall, for truths defence he did erect:
False hypocrites unmaske, and wickednesse detect.
And now his soul's in glory (though
Xenius mount above)
Xanthius his Son is here; The Generall of love.
The Etymologie of his name from the Hebr [...]w.
חקפ ארפ אד ןינ יד דרפ
Faradh-dhi-nin da Fere-Fakahh.
The Hebrew of the Lord Fairfaxes name, translated into English.
He hath separated a sufficient Sonne, that wounded the wild Asse.
An ELOGIE.
Renowned
Fairfax, whom the State did love
Is now ASSENDED to His GOD above,
Hee liv'd and dy'd in Honour, full of years:
His death sets sluces ope, to powre out tears.
When wicked men began to rise,
The godly Party to surprize,
And make them slaves
To many Knaves,
To spoyle our Goods
And spill OUR Bloods;
He parted with his Son most dear
Who of their holes did them all clear,
The Father's dead, and gone to rest above,
The Son hath wrought our peace, if wee had Love.
By God Almighties power, then let us all,
Give him the Glory, and Love, reciprocall.
Printed at London by Robert Ibbitson, dwelling in Smithfield neere the Queens head Tavern, 1648.