Elegies offer'd up to the memory of William Glover Esquire, late of Shalston, in Bukinghamshire. By Thomas Philipot |
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An Epitaph on Mr. William Glover, being buried in one grave with his daughter before deceased.
Reader, those lye beneath this StoneWhom life made two first out of one,
But having now resign'd their breath,
They will grow one againe by Death.
For as before this pretty faire
(Her fathers lesser Character)
From him resulted, so if we
After some mutabilitie
Of Time, should on his grave intrude
To view how much Vicissitude
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Masques her selfe in variety
Of numerous shapes and after dare,
To paddle in his Sepulcher,
Amongst his dust we might infer,
He was shuffled into her,
For Time determines that both must
Resolve into one heape of dust:
But when the world it selfe expires,
Panting with heate, and God requires
Each gloomy Vault, and hollow Tombe
To open its corrupted wombe,
And give their ashes which were pent
And cas'd up there, enfranchisement,
That being reedified, they may
No more be obvious to delay,
Or Natures Tumults, this last birth
Will dis-unite their mingled Earth.
And as their first life did divide them, so
This second life again shall make make them two.
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