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ix. [Subjoined to “A FVNERALL SERMON, Preached at the buriall of Lady Iane Maitlane, daughter to the Right Noble Earle, Iohn Earle of Lauderdail.” Edinburgh, 1633, 4to.]
The flowre of virgins in her prime of years
By ruthlesse destinies is ta'ne away,
And rap'd from earth, poore earth, before this day
Which ne're was rightly nam'd a vale of tears.
By ruthlesse destinies is ta'ne away,
And rap'd from earth, poore earth, before this day
Which ne're was rightly nam'd a vale of tears.
Beautie to heauen is fled, sweet modestie
No more appears; she whose harmonious sounds
Did rauish sense, and charm mindes deepest wounds,
Embalm'd with many a tear now low doth lie.
No more appears; she whose harmonious sounds
Did rauish sense, and charm mindes deepest wounds,
Embalm'd with many a tear now low doth lie.
Fair hopes evanish'd are; she should have grac'd
A princes marriage-bed, but (lo!) in heauen
Blest paramours to her were to be giuen;
She liu'd an angel, now is with them plac'd.
A princes marriage-bed, but (lo!) in heauen
Blest paramours to her were to be giuen;
She liu'd an angel, now is with them plac'd.
Vertue was but a name abstractly trim'd,
Interpreting what she was in effect,
A shadow from her frame, which did reflect
A portrait by her excellencies lim'd.
Interpreting what she was in effect,
A shadow from her frame, which did reflect
A portrait by her excellencies lim'd.
Thou whom free-will or chance hath hither brought,
And readst, here lies a branch of Metlands stem,
And Seatons offspring, know that either name
Designes all worth yet reach'd by humane thought.
Tombs (elsewhere) rise, life to their guests to giue,
Those ashes can frail monuments make liue.
And readst, here lies a branch of Metlands stem,
And Seatons offspring, know that either name
Designes all worth yet reach'd by humane thought.
Tombs (elsewhere) rise, life to their guests to giue,
Those ashes can frail monuments make liue.
M. W. Drumond.
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