Divinity and Morality in Robes of Poetry Composed for the Recreations of the Courteous and Ingenious. By the Author Tho. Jordan |
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An Elegy and Epitaph composed on the death of an Infant Lady.
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An Elegy and Epitaph composed on the death of an Infant Lady.
Great King of Golgotha, grim God of fears,Whose Throne is made of thirsty Sepulchers,
That (by the vertue of thy cold commands)
Destroy'st more lives, then there be stars or sands,
From vvhose cadaverous imbraces, none
Are free'd until the Resurrection;
Attend my Summons (for the powers divine
Decree, that I must one day bow to thine)
And tell me why thou hast imploy'd that dart
Which perforated Alexanders heart
Upon this Infant Lady? whose fair eyes
Could not but quell the keenest cruelties,
The fiercest Tyrant that red Ireland bears,
Might have been conquer'd with one smile of hers:
Her dumb complaints would have wrought more contrition,
Then all the reason of the best Logitian.
Do but consider death what thou hast done
Upon our Albion Isle since Forty one;
Remember who have suffer'd by thy frown
These ten years, 'twixt the Cottage and the Crown;
What souls are fled, will not all these suffice,
But thou wilt deal in Cradle cruelties?
Methinks the mother of that fragrant bud
(As fruitful in her vertue as her bloud)
Might have prevail'd with thee, but oh I see
No reason can reduce thy tyranny,
With this Celestial consideration;
That though thou hast tore off her fleshly clothing,
Her Soul shall be a Saint, when thou art nothing.
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