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NHG-P.766.042
18 Jul 1766:12, 13 (511)
Boston, July 14. Last Wednesday morning died here greatly
and sincerely lamented, by all who knew him, the Reverend
Jonathan Mayhew, D. D. . . [62 lines, 28 lines about his
life]
Wrapt in his arms who bled on calv'ry's plain,
We murmur not, blest shade! nor dare complain;
Fled to those seats where perfect spirits shine,
We mourn our lot, yet still rejoice in thine;
Taught by thy tongue, by thy example led,
We blest thee living, and revere thee dead.
. . . [6 lines]
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