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Verse on the Death of Elijah Corlet

Nehemiah Walter (1663-1750) · 605 words · 3 min

The source for this document is http://name.umdl.umich.edu/N29468.0001.001

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The source of this document is the Early English Books Online (EEBO-TCP) website. Those books were transcribed in a character for character manner and can be very cumbersome to read since there was no standard spelling during that time. Many spelling variations such as "unlesse", "vnlesse", and "vnles" regularly appear.

This project was conceived to clean up those books as much as possible and make them more accessible to the interested reader, leading to the creation of a massive list of variant spellings and their corrections. This was used to clean up the text, but is of course only as complete as the list itself. Because of the nature of the original transcription, some words have missing characters or places where the original language (e.g., Greek) was not transcribed. This effort does not change that. Be aware that the original transcription can also be faulty and in some cases entire sentences may be missing.

Although this is no substitute for a properly compared, proofed, and scholarly edition, I believe that the result is a document which is far more accessible, particularly for searching for terms using standard spelling. The document has been cleaned and presented in what I hope is a pleasing and useful format for the vast majority of Christian brothers and sisters who just want access to read these spiritually nourishing works.

However, a word of warning: The Puritans were a very diverse group of people and their age was characterized with godliness, but also much upheaval, disputation and strife. They disagreed on many doctrines and some of these works contain less orthodox or Scriptural views than others. The reader is strongly advised to read with discernment, particularly if it is unknown whether author is trustworthy.

This project took a huge amount of time and skill to bring to fruition. I would particularly like to thank David Jonescue for the initial list of Puritans he found on EEBO and the concept behind this project as well as the continuous, unceasing efforts toward seeing this complete. Without his labor, this would not be available. Alex Sarrouf was invaluable in providing the initial list of over 7,000 spelling variations he had identified and corrected, as well as continuing to review more than 16,000 additions to that list for any typos.

Logan West
(with David Jonescue and Alex Sarrouf)
www.puritansearch.org

An ELEGIACK VERSE, On the Death Of the Pious and Profound GRAMMARIAN and RHETORICIAN, Mr. ELIJAH CORLET, SCHOOL-MASTER of CAMBRIDGE , Who Deceased Anno Aetatis 77. Feb. 24. 1687.

ON Roman Feet my stumbling Muse declines
To walk unto his Grave, lest by her Fall
She trespass, in accosting of his Head
With undeserved breach. In jingling Rythme
She thinks it not convenient to Dance
Upon his Sacred Herse; but mournful Steps
If Metrically ordered, she computes
The most becoming of this Tragic Scene.
Could Heavens ignific Ball (whose boundless Womb
Millions of flaming Aetna 's does ingulf)
From Candle's dull and oleaginous
Transfused Beams, a glowing Atom draw,
Which might a super-added Luster give
Unto its conick Rayes; then might our Verse
Swell with impregnant hopes o bringing 〈◊〉
Some rich Display of Corlet 's Virtues rare.
But this Herculean Labor forced we deem
Not second to Impossibilities .
This presses hard our tim'rous heart whence flows
A Torrent of amazing Fears, whose Waves
Bode Universal Deluge to that Verse
That dares pretend to equalize his Fame .
Creep then, poor Rythmes , and like a timid Hare
Encircle his rich Vault, then gently squatt
Upon his Grave the Center there proclaim
Tho' he subside , yet his abounding Worth
Does infinitely supersede thy Lays .
Tell to the World what Dowries Nature shower'd
Into his large capacious Soul; almost
Profuse in large Donations; yet kind Art
Still adds unto the store, striving to reach
Perfection 's Top, during a mortal state.
Sagacious Nature, provident that naught
Of her dispensed bounty frustrate prove,
Boyls up this Font of Learning to an head,
Which over-topping of its Banks she glides
Through Nature's Conduit-pipes into the Soil
Of tender Youth , which gaping sucks it in,
Like thirsty Stars Bright Phebus 's liquid light .
A Master of his Trade , whose Art could square
Pillars of rooted strength whose shoulders might
A Common-Wealth uphold. Aholiab -like
Divinely qualified with curious Skill
To carve out Temple work, and clothe the Priest
With sacred Robes, adapted for the Use
Of Functions so divine.—
Rivers of Eloquence like Nectar flowed
From his Vast Ocean, where a Tully might
Surfeit with draughts of Roman Eloquence.
Immortal Oaks (whose golden mouth never blew
A blast defiled with indisposed Speech)
Suspecting his own parts, rarely pronounced
His Ciceronean lines, until they touched
This Lydius Lapis CORLET: then approved
They're Eloquence-proof esteemed, and challenged
The Roman Tribe of Orators to spend
Their subtlety, and pierce their E •• le's Eyes
Into their very bottom.—
Had Grecian Dialect and Roman Tongue
Surviv'd this Age within their native Soyl,
Endless had been their Feud; Athens and Rome
Had set their Tully 's and Demosthenes to fight
With Swords brandish'd with shining Eloquence
For to decide the Controverse, and prove
To whom by right Great CORLET did pertain.
This proving unsuccessful, naught can quench
Their flaming zeal, save by ( Colossos like)
Erecting his large Statue, whose proud feet
Might fix their Station on the Pinnacles
Of each of these Metropolies of Art.
Nor were his Parts exclusive of his Zeal
In serving his rich Donor. No Serpent
Bearing a fulgent Jewel in his Crest,
While cursed Poison steeps his venom'd heart.
But Grace the Crown of all shone like a Sun
Fixit in the Center of that Microcosm .
Blown to the full, perfumed with sacred smell,
This flower Heaven plucked. When Natures
Too feeble grown to bear such ponderous fruit
Elijah 's Chariot born on Seraph's wings,
Mounts with this Treasure to the port of Bliss .
Sic moestus cecinit

NEHEMIAH WALTER.