An alphabet of Elegiack Groans upon The truly lamented Death of that Rare Exemplar of Youthful Piety, John Fortescue ... By E. E. [i.e. Edmund Elys] |
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ELEG. XX.
Vnruly passions! shall we stillGo mourning thus against our will?
We know 'tis vain to grieve; again
Our knowing this is all in vain.
W'are so entrapt i'th' Fates dire gin,
That strugling clasps us faster in
Our hearts with sorrow frozen, thaw
At the Sun-beams of Reason's Law:
And so the Knowledge that our Plaints are vain,
Sith it can't help, makes us the more complain.
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