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The COPY.
1676.
To the right Honourable, the Lady Anne Howe, sixth Daughter to the Countess; with the preceding Elegy.
If to pay Vows, be only due
To Persons, who can equal you;
Then your adorers must be few.
To Persons, who can equal you;
Then your adorers must be few.
For when in Desarts Kings remain,
Their Name and Office both are vain;
Whilst they have none o're whom to reign.
Their Name and Office both are vain;
Whilst they have none o're whom to reign.
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And Fame (which is the great ones choice)
Is rais'd but by the publick noise;
An Eccho from the Peoples voice.
Is rais'd but by the publick noise;
An Eccho from the Peoples voice.
Hence then my comfort is compleat;
And my design (tho boldly great)
Has no suspition of defeat.
And my design (tho boldly great)
Has no suspition of defeat.
I often hear our Prophets say,
That poorest Mortals safely may,
To Heav'n, their true devotions pay.
That poorest Mortals safely may,
To Heav'n, their true devotions pay.
Incourag'd thus is my design;
The object of my thoughts divine;
Which here I offer at your Shrine.
The object of my thoughts divine;
Which here I offer at your Shrine.
When that bright Soul to Heav'n flew;
Her glorious Mantle fell your due;
Her Spirit doubly shar'd to You.
Her glorious Mantle fell your due;
Her Spirit doubly shar'd to You.
Your Youth she did so justly frame,
Both to her goodness and her fame;
Y'are not the Copy but the same.
Both to her goodness and her fame;
Y'are not the Copy but the same.
She gave this Age a happy doom,
When she form'd you within her Wombe;
And yours must bless the Age to come.
When she form'd you within her Wombe;
And yours must bless the Age to come.
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