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B03227 An elegy on the death of William Lord Russel, who was beheaded for high-treason, in Lincoln-Inn-Fields, July the 21st. 1683. 1683 (1683) Wing E414; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.3[131]; ESTC R36113 865 1

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MEMENTO MORI AN ELEGY On the DEATH of William Lord RUSSEL Who was Beheaded for High-Treason in Lincolns-Inn-Fields July the 21st 1683. A scandalous Coppy on him 21. July 1683. TO sigh when Rebels fall or shed a Tear Must doubtless make Me Criminal appear Not that I love thy Treason but thy Name Which all ador'd and in the Book of Fame Gave thee a place befitting thy Deserts But now thou wound'st all loyal honest Hearts Who shall we trust if such as You Rebel So the great Lucifer from Heaven fell RUSSEEL with Hell and Furies too combine To kill the KING and all the Royal Line Ah me it is too true His now lost Head Confirms whatever has on him been said O that I live to hear the fatal sound Whose very accent does my Heart-strings wound Is this your Loyalty Is this your Zeal To damn your Soul for a curs'd Commonweal Though once I lov'd Thee now I hate thy Name And thus I 'll rend it from the Book of Fame That future Ages when they read thy shame May praise Heav'ns Justice and abhor thy Name Who but a Monster could Rebellions prove To such Indulgence Clemency and Love As our Dread Sov'reign evermore bestows Upon his Friends nay on his very Foes Which slew his Father and would Him Depose O that our Island should such Monsters breed Which Nero-like delight to see her bleed Look down just Heav'n with Vengeance upon those That are our Sov'reigns and our Churches Foes And as thou hast still all their Plots disclose O let 'em not although with Hell they joyn E'r be successful in their damn'd Design Whose only aim was to find out a way To turn our Sion to Acaldema And make all Loyal honest men their Prey Is 't thus you would defend the King Laws Confusion seize you and your Good Old Cause And save our Sov'reign from your Bloody Paws Unpity'd therefore let each Traytor die While all that Loyal are Amen do cry EPITAPH HEre under lies a Rebel whose Design Was to have murder'd all the Royal Line But was prevented by the Power-Divine The great Opposer of our Sov'reign's Laws Who dy'd a Martyr for the Good Old Cause May Heaven still defend the King and Throne And may such cursed Rebels e'ry one Meet the same Fate then would our Isle be blest With Peace and Plenty and a Halcyon-rest Printed by Na●h Thompson at the entrance into the Old Spring Garden near Charing-Cross 1683.