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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Epitaph On Sr John Walter, Lord Cheife Baron</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Farewell Example, Living Rule farewell;<br>Whose practise shew'd goodness was possible,<br>Who reach'd the full outstretch'd perfection<br>Of Man, of Lawyer, and of Christian.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Suppose a Man more streight than Reason is,<br>Whose grounded Habit could not tread amisse<br>Though Reason slepd; a Man who still esteem'd<br>His wife his Bone; who still his children deem'd<br>His Limbes and future Selfe; Servants trayn'd friends;<br>Lov'd his Familiars for Themselves not ends:<br>Soe wise and Provident that dayes orepast<br>He ne're wish'd backe again; by whose forecast<br>Time's Locke, Time's Baldness, Future Time were one,<br>Since nought could mende nor marre one Action,<br>That man was He.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>  Suppose an Advocate<br>In whose all-conquering tong true right was Fate;<br>That could not pleade among the grounded throng<br>Wrong Causes right nor rightfull causes wrong,<br>But made the burnish'd Truth to shine more bright<br>Than could the witnesses or Act in sight.<br>Who did soe breifely, soe perspicuously<br>Untie the knots of darke perplexity<br>That words appear'd like thoughts, and might derive<br>To dull Eares Knowledge most Intuitive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A Judge soe weigh'd that Freinde and one of Us<br>Were heard like Titius and Sempronius.<br>All Eare, no Eie, noe Hande; oft being par'd<br>The Eies Affections and the Hands Reward.<br>Whose Barre and Conscience were but two in Name,<br>Sentence and Closet-Censure still the Same:<br>That Advocate, that judge was He.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>   Suppose<br>A sound and setled Christian, not like those<br>That stande by fitts, but of that Sanctity<br>As by Repentence might scarce better'd be:<br>Whose Life was like his latest Houre, whose way<br>Outwent the Journey's Ende where others stay:<br>Who slighted not the Gospel for his Lawe,<br>But lov'd the Church more than the Bench, and sawe<br>That all his Righteousnes had yet neede fee<br>One Advocate beyond himselfe. 'Twas He.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>To this Good Man, Judge, Christian, now is given<br>Faire Memory, noe Judgment, and blest Heaven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Strode">William Strode</a><div class=q>
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