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tise patience. His frame was a continual course of prayer, thanksgiving, and cheerful resignation to the will of God.
He counselled those about him to remember what he had instructed them in from the pulpit, and in private, and that they would order their lives agreeably thereunto, this natural temper was of the happiest and best sort, cheerful enough, and withal very serious. This holy man, a very little time before his expiring breath, signifying his desire to leave this life, prayed in these words, “ Come Lord Jesus *.”
Died May 13, 1704, aged 71-2.
Thou art made of the same earth, livest upon the same products, and shalt return to the same dust with them, perhapsthis very day!
This celebrated preacher felt unwell on the 11th of May, and from the first day of his illness he discovered that he was struck with death. He did not lose his usual presence of mind in this imminent danger; and it would be difficult to shew more courage and constancy than appeared in his conduct. His malady was an internal and very malignant fever,
Life by Nathaniel Parkhurst, Vicar of Yoxford, in Suffolk, October, 1707. Biog. Dict.
preceded by a bad cough, which he had for many weeks, during which his zeal did not allow him to take so much care as was necessary; for, ill as he was, he did not give up preaching ; nor, according to custom, hearing confessions. But at last he was obliged to cease. On Sunday, after having with great difficulty performed mass, he was obliged to go to bed. Although he guessed his situation, he desired, notwithstanding, to be told candidly the opinion of the physicians ; they informed him, as he wished; and without waiting till the person who told him had concluded, he said, “ That is enough, I understand you; I must now do what I have preached and exhorted others to do *."
Died October 18, 1704, aged 72.
We lodge in a moveable tent, and are travellers and strangers in a foreign land, but we are free denizens of heaven, and our home and all our privileges and properties are there.
The celebrated author of “ The Essay on Human Understanding." Mr. Locke's strength began to fail him more remarkably than ever, at the entrance, of the summer of the year 1703, and he seemed
Life of Bourdaloue.
now convinced that his dissolution was at no great distance, and often spoke of it himself, but with great composure; though he omitted none of the precautions which his skill in physic taught him that had any tendency to prolong his life. Mr. Coste, who lived in Sir Francis Masham's family, says, “two or three weeks before Mr. Locke's death, as he was sitting in a garden, taking the air in a bright sunshine, whose warmth afforded him a great deal of pleasure, which he improved as much as possible, by causing his chair to be drawn more and more towards the sun as it went down, we happened to speak of Horace, I know not on what occasion, and having repeated to him these verses, where that poet says of himself that he was
Solibus aptum, &c. that he loved the warmth of the sun, and though naturally choleric, was easily appeased. Mr. Locke replied, that if he durst compare himself with Horace in any thing, he thought he was perfectly like him in those two respects. But that you may be the less surprised at his modesty upon this occasion, I must at the same time inform you, that he looked to be one of the wisest and happiest Romans that lived in the age of Augustus, by means of the care he took to preserve himself clear of ambition and avarice, to keep his desires within bounds, and to cultivate the friendship of the greatest men of those times, without living in their dependance.”
Mr. Locke's weakness continued to increase, and at length his legs began to swell, and for some weeks before his death he could not walk, but was carried about the house in an arm-chair. As he had been incapable for a considerable time of going to Church, he thought proper to receive the Sacrament at home, and two of his friends communicating with him, as soon as the office was finished, he told the minister, “ That he was in perfect charity with all men, and in a sincere communion with the Church of Christ, by what name soever it might be distinguished.”
His weak and languishing state did not prevent his conversing with his usual cheerfulness and good humour; and when some persons seemed to wonder at it, he said, “while we are alive let us live.” On the day before his death, Lady Masham going to see him, and not finding him in his study where he used to be, seemed to wonder at that alteration. He told her he could not bear the fatigue of rising, having wearied himself too much with it the day before, and that he did not know whether he should ever rise again. He could not eat that day, and in the afternoon some persons who kept him company, went into his chamber, and asked him, if they should read something to amuse him ; but he declined it. However, some papers being brought into his chamber, he inquired what they were, and caused them to be read to him : after which he said, “ that his work here was almost at an end, and he thanked God for it.” Soon after somebody coming near his bed, he desired they would remember him in the evening prayers. They told him, that if he pleased the family would come to prayers in his chamber, to which he agreed. They asked him, if he thought he was near death; he answered, “ that perhaps he might die that night, but that he could not live above three or four days.” He was then in a cold sweat, but that left him in a little time. He was asked to drink some mum, a liqour which he had drank with pleasure the week before, and which he considered the most wholesome of all strong drinks. He took some spoonsful then, and drank to the health of the company, wishing them all happiness when he should be gone." There being, afterwards, nobody else in the chamber but Lady Masham, who sat by the bed-side, “ he exhorted her to look on this world only as a state of preparation for a better.” He added, " that he had lived long enough, and that he thanked God he had enjoyed a happy life ; but, that after all he looked upon this life to be nothing but vanity.” After supper the family came up into his chamber to prayers; between eleven and twelve o'clock, he seemed to be a little better. Lady Masham would have sat up with him, but he would not permit her, saying, that perhaps he might sleep, and if he should find any alteration he would send for her. He did not rest that night, but resolved to try to rise the next day, which he did. He was carried into his study, and was seated in an easy chair, where he slept by fits some considerable