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RADULPHI SNEYD de KEEL in agro S[t]affordiensi Arm[igeri]
Qui Antiquae & insignis Prosapiae honorem
Virtutibus eximijs (vera Nobilitate)
Decoravit & auxit
Largis munificae Fortunae donis & venusti Corporis pulchritudine
Animi tamen dotibus multo illustrior.
Quippe qui inter profligatos iniquissimi temporis mores
Incorruptam egit iuventutem
Derisamq[ue]. Modestiam Pietatem ac Fidem
profiteri ausus est & colere
Ita ut, nullius honestius Formam aut pulchrius Virtutem habitasse dixeris,
Longaevam ipsi vitam concessisse visa est Natura,
Non enim minus morborum expers corpus quam mens vitii
Donec fatali Variolarum tabe correptus
(Quasi facto morbo deturpatum aspernata esset domicilium)
Septimo die Septembris Anno Salutis MDCLXXXIX
Aetatis suae XXIV.
Dolendum maxime quod tam teneris annis satis succubuit,
Constat tamen Deum vitae opus perpendere non dies numerare
Illumq. satis diu vixisse qui caelo maturus moritur
The eldest son
of RALPH SNEYD, Esquire, of KEELE in Staffordshire
Who adorned and increased the honour of an old and famous family [stock]
with his outstanding virtues (with true nobility).
He was famed for the great gifts of a generous fortune
and the beauties of a comely body.
Because amongst the profligate morals of a vile time
he spent an uncorrupted youth
and dared to confess and cultivate a modesty that is derided and a pious faith,
So that you could say that in no-one did beauty live more nobly or virtue more beautifully.
Nature seemed to have granted him a long life,
for his body knew as little of disease as his mind did of vice
until, struck by the fatal corruption of [Small]pox
He returned his pure soul to God
(as if, after the onset of the disease, it had spurned a
dwelling besoiled by the sickness of the times)
on the Seventh day of September in the Year of Salvation 1689
in the 24th year of his age.
We should grieve greatly that he succumbed to his fate at so tender an age,
but we agree that God weighs the achievements of our lives and does not number one's days and that man has lived long
enough who dies ready for heaven.
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