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like a primitive saint, he offered more prayers in the night than others usually offer in the day. There he penned these poems,-steps for happy souls to climb Heaven by.

And those other of his pieces, entitled, “The Delights of the Muses," though of a more human mixture, are as sweet as they are innocent.

The praises that follow are but few of many that might be conferred on him: he was excellent in five languages (besides his mother-tongue), viz. Hebrew, Greek, Latin, Italian, Spanish, the two last whereof he had little help in; they were of his own acquisition.

Amongst his other accomplishments in academic (as well pious as harmless) arts, he made his skill in poetry, music, drawing, limning, graving, (exercises of his curious invention and sudden fancy,) to be but his subservient recreations for vacant hours, not the grand business of his soul.

To the former qualifications I might add that which would crown them all: his rare moderation in dietalmost Lessian temperance; he never created a Muse out of distempers, nor, with our Canary scribblers, cast any strange mists of surfeits before the intellectual beams of his mind or memory; the latter of which he was so much a master of, that he had there, under lock and key in readiness, the richest treasures of the best Greek and Latin poets, some of which authors he had more at his command by heart than others that only read their works to retain little and understand less.

Enough, reader; I intend not a volume of praises larger than this book, nor need I longer transport thee

to think over his vast perfections. I will conclude all that I have impartially writ of this learned young gentleman, now dead to us, as he himself doth, with the last line of his poem upon Bishop Andrews' picture before his sermons :—

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