Poems, and phancies written By the Thrice Noble, Illustrious, And Excellent Princess The Lady Marchioness of Newcastle [i.e. Margaret Cavendish]. The Second Impression, much Altered and Corrected |
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Death's endeavour to hinder and obstruct Nature.
VVhen Death did hear what Nature did intend,To hinder her, he all his Force did bend;
But finding all his Forces were too weak,
He always strives the Thread of Life to break,
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Lets it not rest in peace, nor free from care;
And since he cannot make it Dye, he will
Send Grief and Sorrow to torment it still:
With grievous pains the Body he displeases,
And binds it hard with Chains of strong Diseases.
His Servants, Sloth and Sleep, he doth imploy,
To get half of the time before they Dye:
But Sleep, a friend to Life, oft disobeys
His Masters will, and softly down her lays
Upon her weary Limbs, like Birds in Nest,
And gently locks her Senses up in rest.
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