[St. Dunstanes in the West.] Faringdon Ward without. [Monuments.]260

[St. Dunstanes in the West.] Faringdon Ward without. [Monuments.]

For oft you see, how Youths     
rebellious Prankes,
Make Sonnes ingrate, to those     
they owe most Thankes.
And might not I have beene     
amongst the number
Of those that doe their     
Parents States incumber?
Yes, yes, I might, perhaps,     
have been a Slave,
And kill'd your Hearts with Care,     
and digg'd your Grave.
But now my silly Dove-like     
Soule doth part,
In Peace of God,     
and Love of Parents Heart.
Sweet Innocence, my Shield,     
I bear in Hand,
To guard me towards     
that most Holy Land.
Where Parents both,     
and Sister I shall see,
In God's appointed time     
Till when,
Adieu, sweet Parents,     
Jehovah calls away,
My Name is * Simon,     
and I must obey.

*Simon signifies obedience.


Young Simon up to Sion     
is ascended,
His best Life is begunne,     
his worst being ended.

A fair Alabaster Monument at the upper end of the South Ile, with this Inscription.

Hic requiescunt ossa Roberti Houghton, Militis, unius Justiciariorum Dom. Jacobi nuper Regis ad placita coram Dom. Rege tenenda Assig. Qui natus est apud Gunthorpe, in Comitatu Norfolciæ tertio die Augusti, Anno Dom. 1548. & ex hac vita migravit infra hanc parochiam sexto die Februarii, An. Dom. 1623. Ex Maria uxore, filia Roberti Rychers, de Woortham, in Comitatu Cantiæ, Armigeri, tres suscepit filios, totidemque filias. Ex quibus (Roberto & Susanna in vita ejus extinctis) Franciscus, Johannes, Elizabetha, & Maria, tempore mortis suæ, dei favore fuere superstites.

A very fair Monument on the North side of the Ile, at the upper end, with this Inscription.

M. S. Nicholai Hare
Viri morum suavitate & elegantia, animi candore & magnitudine, ingenii denique Acumine & judicii gravitate, Incomparabilis: Disciplinarum & Linguarum, tam quæ ad Artes quam quæ ad Aulas spectant, cognitione ornatissimi. Cujus Egregias & Raras Animi dotes, Anglia, Belgia, Gallia, ipsaque Italia jamdudum suspexere & stupuere. Qui desiderio sui apud amicos, omnesque bonos relicto, obiit Eheu! nondum quadragenarius, Anno M.DC.XXI.

Johannes Harvy, Amico dulcissimo & B. M. in perpetuam grati animi memoriam P. Magnificentius positurus, si ei suam ipsius pietatem magis quam amici voluntatem exequi licuisset.

Vale, anima candidissima, vale, tuorum quos dolore & luctu conficis Æternum desiderium, vale, Patriæ & seculi summum ornamentum.

A fair Monument in the South Ile, on the Wall, under the Monument of Cuthbert Fetherstone.

Before this Pew Doore, next to the Body of the above named Cuthbert Fetherstone, lyeth his beloved Wife, Katharine Fetherstone. Who as they piously lived in Wedlocke Forty odde Yeeres together, so at their Deaths they desired to be interred together; not doubting, at the general Resurrection, through Christ's Merits, to rise together, and for ever in Heaven to live together.
Obiit Novemb. 1622. Ætatis 85.

And this in part they doe attaine,
Who by their Deaths new Lives doe gaine.

Corpus moritur per pœnam, resurgit per gloriam.
Anima moritur per culpam, resurgit per gratiam.

A Table with a fair Coat of Arms, encompass'd with a Wreath of Lawrel, upon a Pillar in the Chancel, over against the Vestry, this inscribed.

In this faire fragrant     
Maiden Moneth of May,
When Earth her Flowre     
Embroydery doth display,
Jane Watson, one of     
Vertues Flowers most faire,
For Beauty, Wit, and Worth,     
a Primrose rare,
Adorn'd this Earth, changing     
Earth's Marriage Bed,
To joyne her Virgin Soule     
to Christ, her Head.

A fair Monument over the Vestry Door, in the Chancel, with this Inscription.

In Memory of the Honourable and Vertuous Margaret Talbot, Widow; who deceased the 31st of March, 1620.

By this small Statue (Reader)     
is but showne,
That she was buried here;     
but hadst thou knowne
The Piety and Vertues     
of her Minde,
Thou would'st have said,     
Why was not she enshrin'd?
Both Vere's and Windsor's     
best Blood fill'd her Veines,
She matcht with Talbot,     
yet their Noble Straines
Were farre below her Vertue,     
in whose Breast,
God had infus'd his Graces     
'bove the rest
Of all her Sex; whose sacred     
Course of Life,
Both in the State of Widow,     
Maid, and Wife,
For each she had beene,     
though her latter Dayes
Chaste Widowhood crown'd,     
to her immortall Praise,
Was so immaculate,     
she deserves to be
The Crystall Mirrour     
to Posterity.
More Honour hast thou     
by her burial here,