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And Worcester hail'd him on her Bishop's throne.
A Judge*, all mindful of his country's trust,
He prov'd that to be great, is to be just.
For more than twice ten years, so rare a man
Did England boast her metropolitan :
Subject to Sov'reigns of illustrious names,
The great Eliza, and the learned James,
To both a counsel, he the friend was prov'd,

By both alike rever'd, alike belov'd.

How kind to want, the poor man's friend confest,
Let Croydon's Town, let Croydon's Poor attest;
He rear'd, and by his bounty did supply
A House for age, a School for infancy.
Such num'rous progeny we never knew,
Of a long, single life of seventy-two.
Envy beholds, and sickens at the sight,
Victorious Patience † crowns it with immortal light.

Somewhat lower are the following lines:

Magna Senatoris sunt nomina, pondera et æqua

Nominibus, quem non utraque juncta premunt?
Prosulis accedat si summum nomen ad ista

Pondera quis ferat, aut perferat illa diu ?
Pax vivo grata est, mens recti conscia pacem

Fert animo, hæc mortem non metuisse dedit.
Mors requiem membris, animæ cœlestia donat
Gaudia: sic potuit vincere qui patitur.

* He was Vice-president of the Marches of Wales. See page 228.

† In allusion to the Archbishop's motto: Vincit qui patitur, He conquers who endures.

The Senator's employ and name are great;
Who must not feel th' accumulated weight;
A Primate's toil such mighty cares among,
Who shall sustain them, or endure them long?
'Tis conscious rectitude can peace supply,

This makes men fearless when constrain'd to die.
Death gives the body rest, joy to the soul,
Thus he could conquer, who endur'd the whole.

Lower again is the following inscription


Gratia non miror si fit divina Johannis

Qui jacet hic, solus credito gratus erat.
Nec magis immerito Whitgiftus dicitur idem;
Candor in eloquio, pectore candor erat.
Candida pauperibus posuit loca, candida musis;
E terris moriens candida dona tulit.

Some slight approach to evangelic fame
Lies bury'd here, what once was John by name;
Of Whitgift's name, behold the dark abode ;
Fair was his speech, as from the heart it flow'd;
For want and learning a fair spot he gave,
Then died to seek his fair reward beyond the grave*.

* We beg the reader will excuse these very bad verses, as representing (we hope not to the full extent) a very bad original. The candor, and candida, and fair, referring to the word Whitgift, are miserable inventions, but in translating, we were to do the best we could.

The following entry respecting the Archbishop, is to be found in Croydon Register:

"John Whitgift, Archbishop of Canterburie, deceased at Lambeth on Wednesday at 8 of the clocke in the evening, being the last day of February, and was brought the day followinge in the evening, to Croydon, and was buried the morning followinge, by 2 of the Clocke in the Chappell where his pore people doe usually sitte; his funeral was kept at Croydon, the 27th day of Marche followinge, Anno Dni 1604, annoque regni Dni nostri Regis Jacobi Secundo:"

The Archbishop was of middle stature, and well made; he was in his earlier years vigorous and active; his complexion was dark, his hair and eyes were black, his beard moderately long and thick; he was of an impressively grave aspect, and his very countenance commanded that external respect, to which his office and dignity were entitled.

Thus having drawn a sketch of the life and character of this very celebrated man, we hope we may have contributed to the reader's entertainment, if not to his instruction. It must surely be admitted, that to become acquainted with the sentiments and actions of the virtuous,


the learned, and the powerful, who have preceeded us in the career of mortality, must interest the mind, while at the same time it constitutes not the least considerable species of knowledge. If

"The proper study of mankind is man."

Let us not delay, since we must often shudder at his vices, and deplore his follies, to draw our full proportion of benefit, from the contemplation of those remnants of primeval goodness, which still exist amidst the general corruption of his nature. The memoir, therefore, which we have now closed, may, it is humbly presumed, be perused with advantage, and whether public conduct, or private character be considered, it will not be accounted the meanest of Queen Elizabeth's glories, that she had Archbishop Whitgift for a subject.


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