Epitaphium Reverendi viri, D. Mosis Fowler, primi Ecclesiæ Collegiatæ Ripponensis Decani

Heaven, Earth, and Men for one thing do contend:
Each one doth Fowler chalenge to be his.
Gods Messenger, from Heaven, this strife to end,
Descend's: And thus his will performed is.
His soule to Heaven, his body to the Grave,
To Vs the tropheis of his wit he gave.

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Dialogus inter Vram & Skell, duos amnes Ripponam ambientes, & in parte oppidi orientali coeuntes, de morte celeberrimi viri, Ioh. Mallory, Equitis aurati

Vr.
Tell me, good Skell, from mirth to mourning cheer
What so hath chang'd thee, or what moves thy mind?
Hath any troubled late thy Waters cleer?
Or doth thy lovely Nymph now prove unkinde?

Sk.
Nor this, nor that: far greater Grief I knowe,
Which on my wofull Heart doth heavie lie.
Hast thou not heard the cause of common Woe;
The Funerall of famous Mallory?

Vr.
Is Mallory dead? O cruell Fates decree!
Could his great Worth obtaine then no Relief?
O Irow lawes of still-stern Destiny,
Ne'r satisfied with humane Woe and Grief!

Sk.
At his death, Nymphs in liquid Bowrs did weep;

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