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Here was a bud, Beginning for her May; Before her flower, Death took her hence away. But for what cause? That friends might joy the more; Where there hope is, She flourisheth now before. She is not lost, But in those joyes remaine, Where friends may see, And joy in her againe.
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In the Church of St. Pancras, Soper Lane, there do lie the remains, says Stow,
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Here lies a Mary, mirror of her sex, For all that best their souls or bodies decks. Faith, form, or fame, the miracle of youth; For zeal and knowledge of the sacred truth. For frequent reading of the Holy Writ, For fervent prayer, and for practice fit. For meditation full of use and art; For humbleness in habit and in heart. For pious, prudent, peaceful, praiseful life; For all the duties of a Christian wife; For patient bearing seven dead-bearing throws; For one alive, which yet dead with her goes; From Travers, her dear spouse, her father, Hayes, Lord maior, more honoured in her virtuous praise.
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The Church of St. Thomas Apostle stood where now the cemetery is, says Maitland,
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Of monuments of antiquity there were none left undefaced, except some arms in the windows, which were supposed to be the arms of John Barnes, mercer, Maior of London in the year 1371, a great builder thereof. A benefactor thereof was Sir William Littlesbury, alias _Horn_ (for King Edward IV. so named him), because he was most excellent in a horn. He was a salter and merchant of the staple, mayor of London in 1487, and was buried in the church, having appointed, by his testament, the bells to be changed for four new ones of good tune and sound; but that was not performed. He gave five hundred marks towards repairing of highways between London and Cambridge. His dwelling-house, with a garden and appurtenances in the said parish, he devised to be sold, and bestowed in charitable actions. His house, called the 'George,' in Bred Street, he gave to the salters; they to find a priest in the said church, to have six pounds thirteen and fourpence the year. To every preacher at St. Paul's Cross, and at the Spittle, he left fourpence for ever; to the prisoners of Newgate, Ludgate, from rotation to King's Bench, in victuals, ten shillings at Christmas, and ten shillings at Easter for ever,