A royal arbor of loyal poesie consisting of poems and songs digested into triumph, elegy, satyr, love & drollery / composed by Tho. Jordan.

An Elegy and Epitaph on the Death of William Barck∣ley, Esquire, one of the Aldermen of the City of London.

STay and release my wonder you that can Resolve what may compleat a perfect man, So absolute that future times may well Admire at, but shall never parallel; Let him be wise, and learn'd, his better part Be richly furnish'd with transcendent Art; Let nature be his friend, and in his minde Let Vertues choice endowments be refin'd: He will come short of him, whose body lies At this time ••loating in his Mourners eyes;

For in this Monument is one in whom Faith, Hope, and Charity took up their room: One who hath gather'd Vertues since his Birth, Enough to crown a man in Heaven and Earth; When Acts of Equity were in his trust He ever was both merciful and just: The Poor he pittied, but his soul was ne're To wicked greatness an Idolater; He had indeed a heart which the worst times Could never tempt to profitable Crimes, His thoughts were pure, his actions free, his store Was made a good Exchequer for the Poor: Though Envy oft on Envy doth attend, He forced Envy's self to be his friend. Forbear more words (my fant'sie) thou'rt too weak, Great griefs are silent when small sorrows speak; Although his body sleep till the day come That shall unite him to his ancient home; His soul is mounted on Seraphick Wings, Unto the Mansion of the King of Kings.