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ON THE MONUMENT OF THE PRINCESS ELIZABETH STUART IN NEWPORT CHURCH, ISLE OF WIGHT.
Lo! by our Queen's command, the Parian stoneHas brought to light a flower that shall not fade;
As old-world seeds, up to the surface thrown,
Break in white blossom by the Sun's sweet aid,
And air their buried beauty; so, at last,
This gentle, royal, persecuted, maid
Has had her blameless memory upcast,
Like the white clover, long in darkness laid;
How touchingly she died! her languid head
Had fallen forward on her father's book,
The Martyr's dying present, ere he bled;
But, on the last high morning, she shall look
Heavenwards, through Him whose precious blood was shed,
For this long-hidden flower of Carisbrook.
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