Who, from causes which I have not conclusively ascertained, assumed the
name of Poynter, was one of those by whose experience and information
sir Hugh Platt, at a period when the horticultural arts in this country
were in their infancy, was enabled to publish his “Garden Of Eden.” The
beautiful “Epitaph” of Ben Jonson, and the following “Elegy,” are high
testimonials of his amiable and virtuous disposition.
His father’s name I have not learned; but his mother, whose name was
Rose, was buried at Twickenham, September the 13th, 1611, and the
register of the same parish proves that her son pursued her path the 29th
April, 1619.
Among other legacies, he bequeathed to the poor of Twickenham forty
shillings, to be paid immediately after his decease; and four loads
of charcoal, to be distributed at the discretion of the churchwardens.
These bequests are overlooked by Ironside and Lysons, and I am happy
in recording the father of bishop Corbet as a benefactor to my native
village.
Nescis quâ natale solum dulcedine captos
Ducit, et immemores non sinit esse sui.