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Last Night, when Sleep my heavy Eyes had clos’d,
Lady Jane GRAY to Lord GUILFORD
Dudley, who were separated from each other by Imprisonment.
Anguish that no Force of Words
can tell, In these fad Lines I take
How careless, how serene my fleeting Hours"
Lord GUILFORD Dudley, to Lady
AY every watchful Angel guard thy Life,
, . For thee I importune the Skies with Prayers, And waste the tedious Hours in gloomy Cares. Were I from all the World but thee confin'd, I'd call my Stars propitious ftill, and kind ; Those Prison Walls should prove a safe Retreat, From all the restless Factions of the Great.. Sink, curft Ambition, to thy Native Hell; And with thy kindred Fiends for ever dwell. Were I, my Fair, again poffeft. of thee, What Toys were Kingdoms and their Crowns to Inglorious in some blisful Shades I'd prove, The filent Joys of unmolested Love. Why was ihy B'rth deriv'd from ancient Kings ? Our Mis’ry from this fatal Greatness springs : Indulgent Love a gentler Lot defign’d, Nor form’d for publick Cares thy guiltless Minds Thy Thoughts were all employ'd on softer Themes, Tender and innocent, as Infants Dreams ;: And yet---but Heaven the Title disallows, A Crown, methought, look'd glorious on thy
Brows; In every Look, in every graceful Mien, Tke brightelt Rays of Majelty were seen. Jmperial Beauty sparkled in thy Eyes, I gaz'd with Extasy and new Surprise ; A thousand Times I press'd thy lovely Hand, And cry'd 'twas form’d a Scepire to command. But these gay Scenes for ever take their flight, Like some fantastick Vision of the Night.
O could my Death the angry Queen appease,
Q. Who was the first Martyr in Queen Mary's Reign.
A. Mr. John Rodgers; he was Minister of St. Sepulcbras Church in London, and was burnt in Smithfield, February 14th, 1554. His Wite with nine small Children, and one at her Breaft, followed him to the Stake, with which sorrowful Sight he was not in the leait daunted, but with wonderful Patience and Refignation dy'd courageously for the Gospel of Jefus Cbrifl.
Q. Which were the ten general Perfecutions fo famously known in the Primitive Church?
A. The first was under Nero, (that bloody Perfecutor and Enemy to Mankind, who ript up his Mother's Belly to see the Place of his Conception) in the 67th Year of Christ. The second was under Domitian, in the Year 96. The third under Trajan i. ico. T'he fourth under Marcus Antonius, in 167.
The fifth under Severus, in 195. The fixth under Maximinianus, in 237. The seventh under Decius, in 250. The eighth under Valerianus, in 259. The ninth under Aurelianus in 278. The joth under Dioclefian, in 293. Yet notwithstanding these cruel Persecutions, wherein, as one of the Fathers writeth, there were murdered five thousand every Day in the Year, excepting only the first Day of January; Yet were they like Chamomile, the more they were trod on, the thicker they grew, and the Blood of the Martyrs proved to be the Seed of the Church.
Q. What Paffion is the most prevailing over the Nature of Men ?
A. Fear; of which we read that it hath in one Night turned the very Hairs of the Head from black to white. But most memorable is that Example of one, who being pretended to let Blood to Death, and being blinded, and his Arms tied fast, fome about him saying, bow bravely be bleeds on this Arm! how gallantly on that! though they did nothing to him, yet unbinding him, they found him quite dead with a panick Fear. Two Schoolboys daily passed by a Cobler, who used to cry out, which of yeu has been whipt To-day. They to be even with him agreed, one to fire a Pistol, and the other with a Squirt to squirt Blood the same Instant at him, which they did fo dextrously and took to their Heels, that, with the Noise of the Pistol, and Blood on his Breast, he dropt down dead in his Stall; the Neighbours drew him out and Aript him, but could find no Wound.
Q. What Day was that, that the like never was before, nor never shall be hereafter ?
A. When Joshua prayed in the midft of the Battle, so that the Sun haltened not towards his Weltern Period so long, that, as Justin Martyr writeth, it made the Day thirty-fix Hours long. And some