Natures Picture Drawn by Fancies Pencil To the Life Being several Feigned Stories, Comical, Tragical, Tragi-comical, Poetical, Romancical, Philosophical, Historical, and Moral: Some in Verse, some in Prose; some Mixt, and some by Dialogues. Written by the Thrice Noble, Illustrious, and most Excellent Princess, The Duchess of Newcastle [i.e. Margaret Cavendish]. The Second Edition |
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His Father all in Mourning-Garments clad,
Not griev'd to dye, but for his Son was sad:
Millions of People throng'd about to see
This gallant Mourning Prince's Tragedy.
But in the time these Preparations were,
The Queen sent to th' young Lady to prepare
Her self to dye: when she the news did hear,
Joy in her Countenance did then appear:
Then she her self did dress like to a Bride,
And in a Rich and Gilded Coach did ride:
Thus triumphing as on her Wedding-day,
To meet her Bridegroom Death; but in the way
The people all did weep that she should dye,
And Youth and Beauty in Death's arms should lye.
But she did smile, her Countenance was glad,
And in her Eyes such lively Spirits had,
As the quick-darting Rays the Sun out-shin'd,
And all she look'd on, for a time were blind.
Not griev'd to dye, but for his Son was sad:
Millions of People throng'd about to see
This gallant Mourning Prince's Tragedy.
But in the time these Preparations were,
The Queen sent to th' young Lady to prepare
Her self to dye: when she the news did hear,
Joy in her Countenance did then appear:
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And in a Rich and Gilded Coach did ride:
Thus triumphing as on her Wedding-day,
To meet her Bridegroom Death; but in the way
The people all did weep that she should dye,
And Youth and Beauty in Death's arms should lye.
But she did smile, her Countenance was glad,
And in her Eyes such lively Spirits had,
As the quick-darting Rays the Sun out-shin'd,
And all she look'd on, for a time were blind.
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