Funeral Elegies. 407
To the memory of my dear Datighter in JLatu,
Mrs. Mercy Bradjlreet., ivho deceafed Sept. 6.
1669. in the 28. year of her Age.^
A ND live I ftill to fee Relations gone,
And yet fiirvive to found this wailing tone; Ah, woe is me, to write thy Funeral Song, Who might in reafon yet have lived long, I faw the branches lopt the Tree now fall, I flood fo nigh, it crulht me down withal; My bruifed heart lies fobbing at the Root, That thou dear Son hath loft both Tree and fruit: Thou then on Seas failing to forreign Coaft; Was ignorant what riches thou hadll; loft. But ah too foon thofe heavy t3'dings fly, [251]
To ftrike thee with amazing mifery; Oh how I limpathize with thy fad heart. And in thy griefs ftill bear a fecond part: I loft a daughter dear, but thou a wife, Who lov'd thee more (it feem'd) then her own life. Thou being gone, fhe longer could not be, Becaufe her Soul fhe'd fent alono^ with thee.
- " Sept. ( ) 1670 Mj B^ Samuel Bradftreet his wife dyed, wch was a
foar affli(5lion to him, and all his friends. May god giue us all a fandlifjed vfe of this, and all other his Difpenfations." — Rev. Simon Bradstreet's Manuscript Diary. She was a daughter of William Tyng. It appears from this poem that she died soon after the premature birth of a child, which did not long survive her. This child was Anne, born Sept. 3, 1670, so that the date of the mother's death, as given in the heading, must be a inisprint for 1670. See N. E. Hist. Gen. Register, vol. ix. p. 113, note %%.
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