Sad Relique of a blessed Soul, whose Trust
  We Sealed up in this religious Dust. 
  O do not thy low Exequies suspect,
  As the cheap Arguments of our neglect. 
  Twas a commanded Duty that thy Grave
  As little Pride as thou thy self should have. 
  Therefore thy Covering is an humble Stone,
  And but a Word[A] for thy Inscription. 
  When those that in the same Earth Neighbour thee,
  Have each his Chronicle and Pedigree. 
  They have their waving Penons, and their Flags,
  Of Matches and Alliance formal Brags. 
  When thou (although from Ancestors thou came,
  Old as the Heptarchy, great as thy Name;)
  Sleepest there inshrin’d in thy admired Parts,
  And hast no Heraldry but thy Deserts. 
  Yet let not them their prouder Marbles boast,
  For they rest with less Honour though more Cost. 
  Go search the World, and with your Mattock wound,
  The groaning Bosom of the patient Ground: 
  Dig from the hidden Veins of her dark Womb,
  All that is rare and precious for a Tomb. 
  Yet when much Treasure, and more time is spent,
  You must grant his the Nobler Monument;
  Whose Faith stands o’re him for a Hearse, and hath
  The Resurrection for his Epitaph.

[Footnote A:  Resurgam]

This worthy Prelate was born in the same County, Town, House, and Chamber with his Father; Namely, at Warn hall nigh Tame in Buckingham-shire, and was Bred up at Christ-Church in Oxford. in Anno 1641. when Episcopacy was beheld by many in a deep Consumption, and hoped by others that it would prove Mortal.  To cure this, it was conceived the most probable Cordial to prefer Persons into that Order, not only unblameable for their Life, and eminent for their Learning; but also generally, beloved, by all disegaged People; and amongst these, King Charles advanced this our Doctor, Bishop of Chichester.

But all would not do, their Innocency was so far from stopping the Mouth of Malice; that Malice had almost swallowed them down her Throat.  Yet did he live to see the Restitution of his Order, live a most religious Life, and at leisure times Composed his generally admired and approved Version of Davids Psalms into English Meetre.

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THOMAS MANLEY.

Thomas Manley was (saith my Author) one of the Croud of Poetical writers of the late King’s Time.  He wrote among other things the History of Job in verse; and Translated into English, Pagan Father his Congratulatory Ode of Peace.

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Mr. LEWYS GRIFFIN.

He was born (as he informed me himself) in Rutland shire, and bred up in the University of Cambridge; where proving an Excellent Preacher, he was after some time preferred to be a Minister of St. George’s Church in Southwark; where being outed for Marrying two Sisters without their Friends Consent, He was afterwards beneficed at Colchester in Essex; where he continued all the time during a sore Pestilence raged there.  He wrote a Book of Essays and Characters, an excellent Piece; also The Doctrine of the Ass, of which I remember these two lines.