The last will and testament of Thomas Gataker (B.D., author of the Annotations on Jeremy 10. ver. 2 and the Vindications of them, as also of the new-come out discourse apologetical) : wherin is shewed the manner and order of the disposing of his estate, with the certain legacies given to friends, together with the manner of burial of his aged corps without superficial rites or ceremonies.
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             The last will and testament of Thomas Gataker (B.D., author of the Annotations on Jeremy 10. ver. 2 and the Vindications of them, as also of the new-come out discourse apologetical) : wherin is shewed the manner and order of the disposing of his estate, with the certain legacies given to friends, together with the manner of burial of his aged corps without superficial rites or ceremonies.
             Gataker, Thomas, 1574-1654.
          
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             1654.
          
           
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           THE
           Last
           will
           and
           Testament
           OF
           THOMAS
           GATAKER
           .
        
         
           (
           
             B.
             D.
          
           Author
           of
           the
           Annotations
           of
           
             Jeremy
          
           10.
           
             ver.
          
           2.
           and
           the
           Vindications
           of
           them
           ,
           as
           also
           of
           the
           new-come
           out
           discourse
           APOLOGETICAL
           .
           )
        
         
           WHER
           IN
           Is
           shewed
           the
           manner
           and
           order
           of
           the
           disposing
           of
           his
           Estate
           ,
           with
           the
           certain
           Legacies
           given
           to
           Friends
           ;
           together
           with
           the
           manner
           of
           Burial
           of
           his
           aged
           corps
           ,
           without
           superstitious
           Rites
           or
           Ceremonies
           .
        
         
           Printed
           in
           the
           year
           1654.
           
        
      
       
       
         
           
             blazon or coat of arms
          
        
      
    
     
       
       
         
           
             Mr.
             Thomas
             Gatakers
          
           last
           will
           and
           Testament
           .
        
         
           IN
           the
           name
           of
           the
           Flock-paced
           Synod
           ,
           and
           Synagogue
           of
           
             Presbyters
             ,
             Amen
             .
          
           I
           
             Thomas
             Gataker
             ,
          
           Parson
           ,
           Rector
           (
           or
           rather
           receiver
           of
           the
           Tythes
           )
           of
           
             Reddriffe
             ,
          
           neer
           
             London
             ,
          
           being
           aged
           79.
           years
           ,
           and
           by
           the
           course
           of
           nature
           am
           now
           in
           (
           
             vesperâ
             vitae
          
           )
           the
           evening
           of
           my
           life
           ,
           do
           here
           ordain
           this
           to
           be
           my
           last
           will
           and
           Testament
           (
           being
           in
           perfect
           remembrance
           ,
           that
           no
           contention
           or
           strife
           may
           arise
           after
           my
           decease
           ,
           concerning
           my
           ill-gotten
           estate
           )
           in
           manner
           and
           form
           following
        
         
           
             Imprimis
             .
          
           
             I
             Bequeath
             my
             soul
             (
             brim-full
             of
             corruption
             )
             into
             the
             merciless
             clutches
             of
             
               Old-Nick
               ,
            
             the
             Bellows
             mender
             ,
             and
             his
             well-beloved
             son
             Dr.
             
               Holms
               ,
            
             (
             that
             man
             of
             sin
             and
             shame
             )
             by
             whose
             only
             merits
             in
             railing
             against
             
               Astrology
               ,
            
             belching
             out
             sedition
             and
             Heresie
             amongst
             the
             people
             ,
             and
             sowing
             cushions
             under
             the
             elbowes
             of
             iniquity
             ,
             my
             hope
             is
             to
             be
             saved
             from
             the
             sad
             fate
             of
             the
             Scotch
             colours
             ,
             and
             to
             be
             shortly
             wrapt
             up
             into
             
               Jenkins
            
             his
             third
             heaven
             ,
             prepared
             him
             of
             old
             ,
             for
             his
             constant
             perseverance
             in
             the
             Doctrine
             and
             Faith
             of
             Mr.
             
             
               Love
               ,
            
             there
             for
             to
             sing
             
               Geneva
               Jiggs
               ,
            
             to
             the
             delicate
             tune
             of
             
               O
               Priests
               ,
               monstrous
               Priests
               ,
               what
               do
               you
               mean
               to
               do
               !
            
          
           
             And
             for
             my
             body
             ,
             in
             regard
             it
             hath
             patiently
             sustained
             ,
             and
             run
             through
             the
             fiery
             trial
             of
             a
             Bawdy-house
             ,
             and
             been
             but
             lately
             parboyl'd
             in
             
               Cornelius
            
             his
             Tub
             ,
             it
             is
             my
             desire
             that
             
               Alexander
               Kinsey
            
             (
             dwelling
             at
             the
             Woolsack
             in
             Ivy-lane
             )
             may
             have
             the
             burial
             thereof
             in
             his
             Petits
             ,
             my
             ears
             only
             excepted
             ,
             and
             hereafter
             otherwise
             disposed
             ;
             and
             that
             the
             Silkmen
             and
             Mercers
             Apprentices
             (
             and
             others
             my
             well-disposed
             Proselites
             )
             in
             
               Pater-noster-Row
               ,
            
             will
             accompany
             it
             to
             the
             grave
             ,
             and
             there
             to
             see
             it
             decently
             interred
             ,
             without
             any
             Popish
             Rites
             ,
             superstitious
             prayers
             ,
             or
             ceremonies
             ,
             other
             then
             what
             the
             Directory
             of
             their
             Morning
             and
             Evening
             stomacks
             shall
             admit
             of
             ,
             by
             which
             means
             ,
             my
             intent
             is
             ,
             that
             
               Alexander
            
             may
             save
             some
             moneys
             (
             towards
             the
             payment
             of
             his
             Daughters
             portion
             ,
             who
             is
             now
             upon
             the
             prick
             of
             preferment
             )
             which
             would
             otherwise
             be
             laid
             out
             on
             Hogs
             Grease
             ,
             and
             cleansing
             scraps
             ,
             usually
             (
             by
             him
             )
             bought
             at
             Pye-corner
             ,
             and
             this
             out
             of
             the
             meer
             good
             will
             I
             bear
             
             him
             ,
             for
             that
             he
             formerly
             went
             out
             (
             as
             if
             he
             would
             have
             fought
             the
             battels
             of
             the
             Lord
             against
             the
             Mighty
             )
             under
             the
             conduct
             of
             Sir
             
               William
               Waller
            
             (
             
               aliàs
               William
            
             the
             Conquerour
             )
             howbeit
             he
             never
             durst
             fight
             ,
             as
             being
             not
             perswaded
             of
             the
             lawfulness
             of
             fighting
             with
             any body
             but
             his
             wife
             ,
             yet
             (
             to
             give
             the
             Devil
             his
             due
             )
             continues
             a
             fiery
             hot
             ,
             and
             so
             zealous
             a
             
               Presbyterian
               ,
            
             that
             (
             for
             some
             moneths
             last
             past
             )
             he
             has
             never
             been
             without
             a
             
               Priapisme
               ,
            
             and
             the
             complexion
             of
             a
             
               pickled
               Oyster
               ,
            
             notwithstanding
             some
             of
             the
             ungodly
             scandalize
             ,
             and
             call
             him
             
               the
               nineteenth
               part
               of
               no
               Religion
               .
            
          
           
             Having
             thus
             disposed
             of
             my
             soul
             and
             body
             ,
             which
             I
             fear
             will
             cause
             old
             tugging
             on
             some
             sides
             when
             I
             am
             dead
             ;
             but
             that
             all
             things
             may
             be
             carried
             fairly
             without
             fraud
             and
             deceipt
             ,
             (
             and
             that
             the
             Devil
             may
             have
             his
             due
             )
             I
             have
             began
             thus
             ,
             and
             shall
             persist
             in
             the
             setting
             my
             house
             in
             order
             ,
             and
             then
             come
             what
             will
             come
             ,
             
               Dives
            
             torments
             ,
             or
             the
             joyes
             of
             
               Lazarus
               ,
            
             which
             later
             ,
             that
             little
             conscience
             I
             have
             ,
             tells
             me
             I
             have
             not
             been
             worthy
             of
             .
          
           
             
               Item
               ,
            
             I
             give
             and
             bequeath
             unto
             
               Nicolas
               Bourn
            
             (
             a
             trundle-tail'd
             Stationer
             neer
             the
             Exchange
             )
             my
             books
             ,
             or
             bundle
             of
             impertinencies
             ,
             lyes
             ,
             forgeries
             ,
             and
             non-sense
             ,
             commonly
             known
             by
             the
             name
             of
             
               Tho.
               Gataker
               B.
               D.
            
             his
             Vindications
             of
             his
             Annotations
             &c.
             upon
             condition
             ,
             that
             where
             my
             envy
             ,
             hatred
             ,
             malice
             ,
             and
             uncharitableness
             (
             against
             the
             society
             of
             Christian
             Astrology
             ,
             and
             its
             harmless
             Professors
             )
             hath
             been
             too
             weak
             ,
             he
             shall
             make
             good
             ,
             and
             where
             the
             sparks
             of
             my
             rage
             are
             dying
             ,
             I
             injoyn
             him
             (
             as
             having
             the
             only
             Bellows
             of
             Presbyterian
             zeal
             )
             to
             re-inkindle
             it
             against
             such
             a
             Cerberian
             crew
             ,
             who
             have
             (
             I
             may
             well
             say
             )
             by
             their
             dismal
             writings
             ,
             drove
             me
             out
             from
             among
             them
             ,
             wretched
             man
             that
             I
             was
             to
             meddle
             with
             them
             .
             One
             thing
             more
             I
             desire
             of
             my
             friend
             
               Bourn
               ,
            
             that
             he
             take
             the
             pains
             to
             view
             all
             and
             every
             my
             works
             since
             1651.
             (
             at
             which
             time
             I
             began
             to
             defame
             the
             Science
             of
             Astrology
             )
             and
             blot
             ,
             or
             cause
             to
             be
             blotted
             out
             ,
             every
             English
             word
             therein
             concerning
             that
             subject
             ,
             lest
             after-Generations
             begin
             to
             espy
             the
             opened
             vein
             that
             let
             in
             death
             ,
             and
             write
             it
             in
             an
             Hebrew
             character
             (
             in
             which
             language
             I
             have
             good
             skill
             )
             and
             then
             get
             tooting
             
               Mun.
               Calamy
            
             to
             warrant
             it
             Authentique
             .
          
           
             
               Item
               ,
            
             I
             give
             and
             bequeath
             unto
             
               Joseph
               Blaiklock
            
             (
             a
             broken
             Presbyterian
             Book
             binder
             )
             the
             remains
             of
             my
             chopt
             Logick
             ,
             and
             entreat
             M.
             
               Rowland
            
             to
             make
             him
             amends
             for
             the
             over-worn
             Pamphlets
             he
             paraphrased
             on
             ,
             and
             caused
             him
             to
             print
             in
             one
             volum
             against
             Astrology
             ,
             which
             hath
             almost
             cract
             the
             Stationer
             ,
             and
             ruined
             the
             Binder
             ,
             that
             being
             the
             
               causa
            
             
             
               sine
               quâ
               non
            
             of
             his
             present
             testiness
             ,
             to
             make
             him
             amends
             (
             I
             say
             )
             by
             attending
             him
             once
             a
             day
             at
             his
             house
             ,
             (
             because
             he
             dares
             not
             walk
             abroad
             so
             far
             as
             a
             Hen
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             Gods
             judgments
             ,
             
               nam
               inter
               malleum
               &
               incudem
               versatur
            
             )
             and
             after
             a
             use
             or
             two
             of
             consolation
             ,
             to
             instruct
             him
             so
             far
             therein
             ,
             as
             may
             inable
             him
             to
             prove
             black
             to
             be
             white
             ,
             or
             (
             which
             is
             all
             one
             )
             his
             wife
             an
             honest
             woman
             :
             But
             now
             I
             remember
             ,
             I
             heard
             the
             Sheriff
             had
             return'd
             a
             
               non
               est
               inventus
            
             for
             Mr.
             
               Rowland
               ,
            
             and
             therefore
             I
             shall
             desire
             Mr.
             
               Gaule
            
             will
             supply
             the
             place
             ,
             perhaps
             he
             may
             jumble
             a
             syllogism
             or
             two
             more
             then
             ordinary
             out
             of
             Mrs.
             
               Blaiklock
               ,
            
             who
             being
             singularly
             free
             natur'd
             ,
             (
             especially
             when
             she
             whitens
             her
             linnen
             at
             the
             bank
             side
             )
             is
             more
             then
             shrewdly
             suspected
             to
             ramble
             in
             the
             praedicament
             of
             a
             bad
             quality
             .
          
           
             
               Item
               ,
            
             I
             give
             and
             bequeath
             unto
             
               Edmund
               Calamy
            
             the
             hooping
             Preacher
             of
             
               Alderma●bury
               ,
            
             my
             exquisite
             art
             of
             lying
             ,
             wherein
             ,
             as
             it
             is
             not
             deny'd
             ,
             but
             I
             have
             excel'd
             all
             that
             ever
             wore
             a
             Whetstone
             ,
             so
             I
             hope
             he
             will
             in
             short
             time
             make
             a
             great
             improvement
             thereof
             ,
             and
             bring
             the
             art
             to
             absolute
             perfection
             (
             if
             Mrs.
             
             
               L.
            
             say
             but
             
               amen
            
             to
             it
             )
             and
             I
             desire
             ,
             that
             in
             lieu
             thereof
             ,
             he
             will
             perpetuate
             my
             Name
             in
             an
             Hebrew
             
               Annagram
               ,
            
             [
             which
             language
             I
             have
             been
             honored
             for
             in
             
               Essex
            
             ]
             to
             be
             fixed
             upon
             the
             Grave-stone
             of
             his
             affection
             ,
             and
             to
             preach
             my
             Funeral
             Sermon
             ,
             upon
             the
             text
             in
             
               Eccl.
            
             22.
             12.
             
             
               Seven
               daies
               do
               men
               mourn
               for
               him
               that
               is
               dead
               ,
               but
               the
               lamentation
               for
               the
               fool
               and
               ungodly
               should
               exdure
               all
               the
               daies
               of
               their
               life
               .
            
          
           
             
               Item
               ,
            
             I
             give
             unto
             
               Leonard
               Cook
            
             [
             the
             Proverbial
             ]
             Pulpiteer
             of
             
               Istington
               ,
            
             all
             and
             singular
             my
             spiritual
             impostures
             ,
             and
             tricks
             of
             
               Leigerdemain
               ,
            
             together
             with
             the
             G●llimawfry
             of
             my
             extempory
             long-winded
             prayers
             ,
             beseeching
             [
             in
             the
             bowels
             of
             a
             Holland
             Smock
             ]
             he
             will
             decently
             dress
             ,
             and
             set
             out
             the
             same
             in
             a
             large
             charger
             of
             hypocrisie
             fit
             for
             a
             deluded
             Auditories
             appetite
             ,
             and
             so
             present
             them
             to
             the
             poor
             hungry
             people
             ,
             on
             the
             slick
             table
             of
             his
             deceitful
             tongue
             ,
             &
             bid
             them
             all
             welcom
             to
             be
             cheered
             .
          
           
             
               Item
            
             I
             give
             unto
             Mr.
             
               Kelly
            
             [
             a
             Scotch
             Presbyter
             ]
             now
             ,
             or
             lately
             Reader
             of
             
               Cripplegate
            
             my
             Lottry
             ,
             [
             for
             which
             very
             thing
             could
             I
             have
             wished
             my self
             hung
             up
             to
             the
             ears
             in
             a
             Scotch
             Ordinary
             when
             I
             was
             writing
             it
             ]
             and
             part
             of
             my
             Vindications
             of
             my
             Annotations
             ,
             which
             I
             bequeath'd
             to
             
               Bourn
               ,
            
             wherein
             I
             have
             comprized
             two
             irrefragable
             reasons
             ,
             plainly
             proving
             Presbytery
             ,
             Tythes
             ,
             Railing
             ,
             and
             Non-sense
             ,
             to
             be
             all
             alike
             ,
             
               Jure
               Divin●
               .
            
          
           
             
               Item
               ,
            
             I
             Bequeath
             the
             whole
             stock
             of
             my
             Impudence
             unto
             
               Ralph
               Farmer
            
             (
             the
             Lay-Levite
             of
             
               Bristoll
               ,
            
             which
             together
             with
             his
             owne
             )
             will
             surely
             enable
             
             him
             (
             
               Proteus-like
            
             )
             to
             assume
             all
             shapes
             ,
             and
             to
             run
             through
             as
             many
             professions
             ,
             as
             the
             wandring
             Jew
             is
             said
             to
             have
             done
             Countryes
             ,
             here
             to
             play
             the
             Scribe
             ,
             there
             the
             Chimist
             ,
             in
             a
             third
             place
             the
             Priest
             ,
             to
             be
             
               Aliquis
               in
               omnibus
               ,
               nullus
               in
               singulis
               ,
            
             A
             Saint
             in
             one
             place
             ,
             a
             Devill
             in
             another
             ,
             a
             Cheat
             every where
             ,
             alwayes
             ,
             
               Impudeus
               innocuum
               quotidiè
               persequitur
               ,
            
             yet
             glory
             himself
             in
             the
             title
             of
             a
             godly
             Minister
             ,
             a
             painfull
             Pastor
             ,
             a
             powerfull
             teacher
             ,
             notwithstanding
             he
             never
             saved
             the
             soule
             of
             a
             louse
             ,
             and
             deserved
             the
             tythe
             of
             a
             Nit
             for
             his
             Quacking
             .
          
           
             
               Item
               ,
            
             I
             bequeath
             my
             matchless
             gift
             of
             Poetry
             ,
             unto
             Justice
             
               George
               Wither
               ,
            
             as
             the
             only
             man
             I
             know
             that
             hath
             dabled
             his
             dirty
             
               Genius
            
             (
             not
             in
             
               Helicon
               ,
            
             for
             that
             's
             heathenish
             )
             but
             in
             the
             Ducking-Pond
             of
             phansie
             ,
             and
             who
             alone
             is
             capable
             of
             my
             Soule-saving
             strains
             ,
             provided
             that
             he
             return
             unto
             the
             faith
             from
             whence
             he
             is
             fallen
             ,
             and
             resolve
             hereafter
             to
             burn
             ,
             rather
             then
             turn
             any
             more
             with
             the
             times
             ,
             and
             shall
             not
             hackney
             out
             his
             broken-winded
             Muse
             ,
             to
             be
             any
             more
             drain'd
             of
             
               Hymns
               ,
            
             or
             
               Ballads
               ,
            
             for
             victories
             obtain'd
             against
             the
             godly
             ,
             but
             that
             the
             offal
             of
             his
             invention
             may
             for
             the
             future
             ,
             be
             set
             and
             sung
             to
             the
             melodious
             Bag-pipes
             of
             Presbitery
             ,
             in
             their
             Galloping
             Gamboll
             of
             a
             Scotch
             list
             ,
             the
             better
             to
             awaken
             the
             Bell-weathers
             of
             the
             faction
             ,
             and
             to
             quicken
             the
             dull
             spirits
             of
             their
             drooping
             Proselites
             ,
             now
             in
             these
             better
             times
             of
             persecution
             .
          
           
             
               Item
               ,
            
             To
             the
             intent
             the
             world
             may
             take
             notice
             ,
             I
             was
             never
             so
             great
             an
             Enemy
             to
             the
             persons
             ,
             as
             I
             was
             to
             the
             function
             of
             Bishops
             ,
             because
             not
             capable
             of
             being
             one
             my self
             ,
             I
             give
             unto
             Dr.
             
               Vsher
            
             (
             late
             Primate
             of
             
               Armagh
            
             )
             all
             my
             private
             Notes
             ,
             and
             Collections
             ,
             the
             heavy
             fruits
             of
             my
             forty
             two
             years
             drowsy
             Contemplation
             ,
             against
             that
             devillish
             black-Art
             ,
             (
             which
             neither
             he
             nor
             I
             understand
             )
             to
             wit
             ,
             
               Astrologie
               ;
            
             together
             with
             all
             the
             Ribbaldry
             ,
             Drollery
             ,
             Billingatism
             ,
             Hopkinism
             ,
             Ands
             ,
             Ekes
             ,
             So
             still
             ,
             Most
             ills
             ,
             Viles
             and
             Guiles
             ,
             Hells
             and
             Fells
             ,
             Bases
             and
             Disgraces
             ;
             of
             which
             see
             more
             in
             my
             new
             come
             out
             
               Apologie
               .
            
          
           
             
               Item
               ,
            
             My
             Learning
             (
             such
             as
             it
             is
             )
             together
             with
             my
             malice
             ,
             vaine-glory
             ,
             Pride
             and
             Hypocrisie
             ,
             I
             give
             unto
             the
             late
             
               Synod
            
             of
             Divines
             ,
             and
             the
             rest
             of
             the
             Mountebank
             Ministers
             of
             
               London
               ,
            
             the
             better
             to
             uphold
             them
             in
             their
             learned
             Barracadoes
             ,
             against
             the
             gathered
             
               Independent
            
             Churches
             ,
             reserving
             onely
             for
             
               Vavasor
               Powell
               ,
            
             and
             Mr.
             
               Simpson
               ,
            
             so
             much
             of
             my
             pride
             and
             malice
             ,
             as
             may
             strengthen
             them
             in
             these
             times
             of
             persecution
             (
             the
             one
             being
             an
             exile
             ,
             and
             the
             other
             a
             close
             prisoner
             to
             
               Windsor
            
             for
             Treason
             )
             that
             now
             having
             time
             to
             contemplate
             ,
             when
             they
             come
             to
             their
             thrones
             ,
             they
             may
             suppress
             that
             Monstrous
             ,
             Art
             of
             
               Astrologie
               ,
            
             and
             doom
             those
             Heathen
             English
             using
             of
             it
             to
             perpetual
             silence
             ,
             with
             three
             pounds
             in
             
             money
             ,
             the
             which
             I
             desire
             may
             be
             speedily
             laid
             out
             upon
             an
             
               Umbrella
               ,
            
             whereunder
             to
             hide
             and
             preserve
             these
             dow-bak'd
             
               Levites
               ,
            
             in
             their
             Assemblies
             from
             the
             direful
             influence
             of
             the
             Suns
             Eclipse
             in
             
               August
            
             next
             ,
             least
             when
             they
             seem
             to
             laugh
             in
             their
             sleeves
             ,
             they
             sorrow
             in
             their
             hearts
             ,
             for
             the
             mischiefes
             then
             impending
             ,
             by
             the
             means
             of
             those
             
               Sorcerers
            
             and
             
               Wizzards
               ,
            
             who
             we
             know
             ,
             do
             oftimes
             speak
             truth
             by
             the
             help
             of
             the
             Devil
             (
             the
             Father
             of
             lyes
             )
             although
             (
             we
             confesse
             )
             it
             stands
             not
             with
             our
             interrest
             to
             acknowledge
             so
             much
             .
          
           
             And
             now
             whil'st
             I
             am
             a
             giving
             ,
             let
             me
             not
             be
             unmindfull
             of
             my
             people
             of
             
               Reddriff
               ,
            
             whom
             I
             so
             basely
             we●t
             to
             Law
             with
             ,
             while
             Prelacie
             was
             high
             ,
             and
             by
             eager
             pursuing
             and
             unjust
             bribing
             ,
             and
             many
             other
             (
             Iesuiticall
             )
             under-hand
             tricks
             ,
             I
             overthrew
             ,
             and
             by
             the
             aforesaid
             devillish
             meanes
             ,
             got
             all
             gleabes
             ,
             and
             tythes
             ,
             to
             the
             value
             of
             200.
             l.
             
               per
               annum
               ;
            
             though
             in
             my
             brass-faced
             ,
             late
             come
             out
             Apology
             ,
             I
             have
             utterly
             denied
             it
             ;
             because
             I
             would
             not
             give
             those
             cursed
             Astrologers
             (
             who
             have
             brought
             me
             even
             to
             death
             )
             any
             colour
             of
             ground
             against
             me
             .
             But
             now
             to
             make
             all
             amends
             ,
             I
             desire
             all
             people
             of
             my
             Congregation
             of
             
               Reddriff
               ,
            
             to
             take
             notice
             of
             this
             my
             real
             intention
             to
             them
             ,
             and
             that
             this
             my
             will
             should
             not
             be
             taken
             in
             
               Sermo
               pedestris
               ,
            
             in
             foot-language
             ,
             I
             thus
             proclaim
             my
             desire
             in
             choice
             and
             unctious
             words
             in
             form
             following
             .
          
           
             
               Item
               ,
            
             I
             bequeath
             to
             my
             
               Reddriff
            
             Congregation
             my
             Executors
             year
             of
             Tythes
             ,
             to
             buy
             them
             all
             Gloves
             and
             Ribbands
             to
             mourn
             for
             me
             their
             painful
             Pastor
             ,
             who
             have
             so
             immensly
             (
             blessed
             be
             the
             Lawyers
             )
             taught
             them
             to
             part
             with
             the
             Ministers
             due
             ,
             truly
             ,
             and
             without
             trouble
             ,
             for
             which
             I
             question
             not
             but
             my
             Successors
             will
             sing
             
               Hallelujahs
            
             to
             my
             name
             ,
             and
             manners
             ,
             saying
             ,
             Blessed
             be
             
               Tho.
               Gataker
               ,
            
             who
             hath
             committed
             iniquity
             with
             greediness
             ,
             even
             to
             the
             great
             advantage
             of
             the
             Ministery
             ,
             but
             the
             total
             and
             absolute
             undoing
             of
             the
             people
             .
          
           
             And
             lastly
             ,
             my
             fortitude
             ,
             long-suffering
             ,
             and
             patience
             (
             
               gaudet
               patientia
               duris
            
             )
             I
             bequeath
             to
             Mr.
             
               Jenkins
               ,
               Case
               ,
               Jagg●r
               ,
            
             &c.
             because
             I
             fear
             they
             shall
             have
             most
             need
             thereof
             ;
             the
             remainder
             of
             my
             good
             qualities
             ,
             especially
             my
             wit
             and
             honesty
             ,
             (
             my
             debts
             being
             first
             paid
             by
             the
             late
             Act
             for
             Release
             of
             poor
             Prisoners
             ,
             &c.
             and
             my
             Funeral
             expences
             defraid
             by
             my
             Parish
             )
             I
             freely
             give
             to
             my
             kind
             friends
             
               R.
               Ibbi●son
               ,
            
             Printer
             to
             the
             Queen
             of
             
               Sheba
               ,
            
             and
             
               J.
               Hunscot
               ,
            
             Basket-Beadle
             to
             the
             Society
             of
             Stationers
             ,
             whom
             I
             make
             the
             formidable
             Executors
             of
             this
             my
             last
             will
             and
             Testament
             :
             And
             moreover
             ,
             I
             do
             aptly
             appoint
             and
             constitute
             in
             cheveral
             ▪
             conscienced
             friends
             
               J.
               Rothwell
            
             the
             pygmy
             Stationer
             ,
             and
             S.
             
               Theu●brand
            
             the
             Supravisors
             thereof
             ,
             on
             whom
             I
             bestow
             a
             silver
             pair
             of
             Tooth-picks
             ,
             and
             Claspers
             ,
             
             (
             being
             all
             the
             Plate
             that
             escaped
             the
             jaws
             of
             Guild-hall
             )
             which
             I
             desire
             them
             to
             accept
             of
             in
             remembrance
             of
             me
             ,
             and
             my
             sufferings
             for
             the
             cause
             ;
             and
             I
             do
             hereby
             revoke
             and
             renounce
             all
             former
             wills
             by
             me
             heretofore
             made
             ,
             as
             being
             but
             the
             effects
             of
             a
             religious
             lunacy
             ,
             in
             witness
             whereof
             I
             have
             hereunto
             set
             my
             (
             
               per
               Antiphrasin
            
             )
             innocent
             hand
             and
             seal
             ,
             the
             twelfth
             day
             of
             the
             first
             moneth
             ,
             in
             the
             sixth
             year
             of
             the
             Presbyterian
             justly
             deserved
             slavery
             .
             
               Anno
            
             1654.
             
          
           
             
               Thomas
               Gataker
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             I
             shall
             desire
             also
             at
             the
             hands
             of
             my
             Executors
             ,
             that
             they
             cause
             to
             be
             engraven
             on
             my
             Tomb-stone
             this
             following
             
               Epitaph
               .
            
          
           
             
               An
               Epitaph
               .
            
             
               
                 OLd
                 
                   Gataker
                
                 is
                 gone
                 ,
                 
                   Jove
                
                 speed
                 him
                 well
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 safely
                 ,
                 whether
                 unto
                 heav'n
                 or
                 hell
                 :
              
               
                 But
                 into
                 heav'n
                 the
                 Varlet
                 goes
                 not
                 sure
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 there
                 be
                 stars
                 ,
                 and
                 stars
                 hee
                 'l
                 not
                 endure
                 :
              
               
                 Or
                 if
                 to
                 hell
                 ,
                 thrice
                 wretched
                 is
                 his
                 fate
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 ev'n
                 the
                 devil
                 himself
                 doth
                 calculate
              
               
                 And
                 read
                 the
                 stars
                 ,
                 ha's
                 clearer
                 eyes
                 then
                 we
                 ,
              
               
                 Far
                 more
                 experience
                 in
                 
                   Astrology
                   .
                
              
               
                 Perhaps
                 ,
                 as
                 when
                 alive
                 ,
                 so
                 when
                 he
                 's
                 dead
                 ,
              
               
                 Heo'l
                 be
                 with
                 stars
                 and
                 Planets
                 tortured
                 ;
              
               
                 Only
                 the
                 diff'rence
                 is
                 ,
                 here
                 could
                 he
                 rail
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 hell
                 the
                 fashion
                 is
                 to
                 weep
                 and
                 wail
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 gnash
                 the
                 teeth
                 ;
                 but
                 charity
                 I
                 have
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 wish
                 his
                 hell
                 may
                 only
                 prove
                 his
                 grave
                 :
              
               
                 Or
                 if
                 it
                 be
                 in
                 
                   Limbo
                   ,
                
                 it
                 's
                 fit
                 〈◊〉
                 stay
              
               
                 There
                 ,
                 till
                 his
                 filth
                 be
                 throughly
                 purg'd
                 away
                 .
              
               
                 And
                 may
                 all
                 others
                 of
                 his
                 dirty
                 Faction
              
               
                 Have
                 like
                 success
                 ,
                 whil'st
                 they
                 have
                 such
                 like
                 action
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .