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R36266 'TIS Vertue which alone supports the whole, / For without that the World's without a Soul, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 88884 AN / ELEGY / Upon the Death of that / WORTHY GENTLEMAN / Collonel Edward Cook / Who departed this Life the 29th of January. 1683 / 4. AN ELEGY Upon the Death of that WORTHY GENTLEMAN Collonel Edward Cook Who departed this Life the 29th of January. 1683 4. AN ELEGY Upon the Death of that WORTHY GENTLEMAN Colonel Edward Cook Who departed this Life the 29th of January. 1683 4. 1684-1684

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TIS Vertue which alone supports the whole, For without that the Worlds without a Soul, Most certain then, as that grows faint and weak, Th eternal Chain decays; at last must break: When great Cooke fell the Jarring Links did twang, And Nature sighd as if she felt the Pang: Nor is it strange, --- for Vertue was his guide, With him it flourishd, and with him it dyd; Not all --- some Lagging Atoms yet remain, To guard Mankind, and prop the sinking Frame. In War he was nursd up, Arms his delight; Gentle in Peace, and Terrible in Fight: Death he had seen in various shapes, but none Coud move him to be fearfull of his own: Nor did old Age abate the Martial Flame, Twas always great, and always was the same. His Charity did equally extend To cherish the distressd and serve his Friend. When he did good (and who his Life surveys, Will find he did delight int all his Days.) Twas for the sake of good, and not for Praise. Great though he was, yet he was lowly too; Meekness gains more repute than Pride can doe. Restless Ambition nere his Thoughts employd; Peace and Content he sought, and those enjoyd. Vertue he prizd, though twere in Rags enshrind; He lookt not on the Person but the Mind. His Judgment was unbyast, firm and strong, His Conversation pleasant, gay and young; But then his Mirth was still from folly free, And such as Nuns without a blush might be.
And, as when Tygers range the Woods for Prey, And chance to meet a Lion in their way, Straight they forget their rage, and learnt t obey; So Atheous men, though they blasphemd before, Awd with his presence, blusht and said no more: For Piety was still his constant Guest, And found its full Perfection in his Breast. Such was his Life --- and now his Death well shew, His Death, the greater wonder of the two! For when the fatal Pangs were drawing on, And the last Sands were eager to be gone, When all his Friends lay drownd in Tears of Grief, Wishing, but yet despairing of Relief; Evn he alone his Change with Patience bore, Like all the Changes of his Life before; And with a Cheerfulness too great to tell, A Cheerfulness that does all thought excell, At his last gasp he cryd, Ime well! Ime well! Then dyd, easie as Infants drop asleep; Wit, Vertue, Valour, for your Darling weep! O Pity, Pity that some abler Quill Had not performd his Praise with greater skill; And in a happy, high, immortal strain, Preservd his Vertues sacred with his Name; That Fame to late Posterity might tell, No Hero ever livd and dyd so well.
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