The History of Polindor and Flostella With Other Poems. By I. H. [i.e. John Harington] The third Edition, Revised and much Enlarged |
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Ten being come at night, full fourteen hours,
No sign appear'd ith' Corps of living Pow'rs:
The Lady therefore Coffin'd then in hast
Slight Fun'rall-form, though dismall Torches cast
Sad, mournfull flames, some Weeping Houshold eyes
(Since was conceiv'd prime Bud of Rarities,
Belov'd, admir'd by all) such running State,
Was done to th' arched Vault conveighed strait
(In Shades) most neer their Gardens postern-dore:
Where by her Uncle's slumbring Corps (no more)
Lodg'd in those dolefull Chambers of the Dead.
No sign appear'd ith' Corps of living Pow'rs:
The Lady therefore Coffin'd then in hast
Slight Fun'rall-form, though dismall Torches cast
Sad, mournfull flames, some Weeping Houshold eyes
(Since was conceiv'd prime Bud of Rarities,
Belov'd, admir'd by all) such running State,
Was done to th' arched Vault conveighed strait
(In Shades) most neer their Gardens postern-dore:
Where by her Uncle's slumbring Corps (no more)
Lodg'd in those dolefull Chambers of the Dead.
| The History of Polindor and Flostella | |