%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> AN ELEGY / On the much Lamented Death of / Sr. BARTHOLOMEW SHOWER Knight, / Late famous Councelor at Law, and one of the late Members of / Parliament; who departed this Life at his House in the Inner- / Temple-Lane, on Thursday the 4th of December 1701, in the / 40th Year of his Age. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1701-1701 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 06/22/2014 33067

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IF ever England Mourn'd for Man of Sence, / The self same Cause doth now again Commence: Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 362 AN ELEGY / On the much Lamented Death of / Sr. BARTHOLOMEW SHOWER Knight, / Late famous Councelor at Law, and one of the late Members of / Parliament; who departed this Life at his House in the Inner- / Temple-Lane, on Thursday the 4th of December 1701, in the / 40th Year of his Age. AN ELEGY On the much Lamented Death of Sr. BARTHOLOMEW SHOWER Knight, Late famous Councelor at Law, and one of the late Members of Parliament; who departed this Life at his House in the Inner- Temple-Lane, on Thursday the 4th of December 1701, in the 40th Year of his Age. AN ELEGY On the much Lamented Death of Sr. BARTHOLOMEW SHOWER Knight, Late famous Councilor at Law, and one of the late Members of Parliament; who departed this Life at his House in the Inner Temple Lane, on Thursday the 4th of December 1701, in the 40th Year of his Age. Printer J. Wilkins 1701-1701

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IF ever England Mourn'd for Man of Sence, The self same Cause doth now again Commence: If drops of Tears were ever Mortals due, Great SHOWER, whole streams, ought to be shed for you: Old Albion is of such a Man bereft, As scarce behind him such a One is left. Bewail'd thou art, by all that understood, True English Safety, and their Country's Good. By all who stand up for a righteous Cause, By all that Love, our English Church and Laws: Some Men there are, but wicked Men they be, Who now rejoyce, this fatal Loss to see, Those who fresh Faction and new Strife contrive And could not do it while he was Alive; Perhaps again, their env'ous hopes renew, And base designes of Mischief fresh persue; Now HE is gon, who like a solid Rock, Their furious Tides, and raving Billows broke, Those Men who never from reproach refrain, Will try in vain, this Great Man's Fame to stain; In spite of those my Muse her Voice shall raise, And tho' in Tears, will Sing his juster Praise: While black Mouth'd Legions strive to blast his Fame, Truth shall repeat his never Dying Name. When few durst, secret Knaves and Fools oppose, He boldly then Impeach'd the Nations Foes: To ill designing Men, a Check he gave, And scorn'd to fear, those who wou'd us Enslave; When in the noble Senate of our Land, He did a Pillar of his Country stand; None could his Zeal or Courage there abate, Against the underminers of our State; But bravely did our Church and Land defend, True Peace and Justice was his only end: Oppos'd the Votes of all the Factious brood, And stoutly all their dark Intreigues withstood True to his Client, spar'd no Pains nor Care, Exceeding Wise, and Famous at the Bar, And would not Vote, for rash and hasty War.
He could from Fees, in an ill Cause abstain, And ne're was greedy of unlawful Gain; He boldly Spoke and always with Applause In true defence of Englands Peace and Laws: From his clear Fame disolved Clouds shall throw, And leave the Earthly Vapours, all below Endow'd with best of Gifts kind Stars dispence, The greatest Lawyer, both for Wit and Sence. Not only Good but Beautiful and Fair, He liv'd belov'd, but Dy'd without an Heir, Grim Death first seiz'd him in the House of Prayer. His vertuous Lady, tho' with modest Grace, Bedewes with brinish Tears her beautious Face: And well she may, at this great cause of Grief, Such fatal Loss, admits of no relief: Her pious Soul, doth her true Sorrow show, For her half self, she's forced to forgo. But chear up Madam, for his better part, Now shines above, Bright as his great Desert: In Heaven he Tryumphs, while on Earth his Name Is Echo'd forth by the strong blast of Fame, The Gown's Chief Boast to after times he'l be, Ages to come shall read his History; And strive to Copy his deserved Praise For he is Worthy of Immortal Bays. The EPITAPH. MOST famous Shower, here in the Dust is laid, Who when Alive, of none was er'e afraid: His Souls enlarg'd, 'tis boundless, unconfin'd, He's left the jaring, factious World behind. Approach his Grave, ye Loyal, Good and Just; But let no Whigish Fop disturb his Dust. Rich, Good, Belov'd, he Dy'd; and what is more, A Lawer, and gave Largely to the Poor: Thus is the World Exstinguish'd of a Light, The brightest Day, must look to have a Night.
LONDON, Printed by J. Wilkins, near Fleet-street, 1701.