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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The Poetresses Petition.
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The Poetresses Petition.
Like to a Feavers pulse my Heart doth beat,For fear my Book some great Repulse should meet:
If it be Naught, let it in Silence lye,
Disturb it not, let it in quiet Dye;
But wrap it up in Silence as a Shrowd;
Cause Black Oblivion on its Hearse to lye,
Instead of Tapers, let Dark night stand by;
Instead of Flowers, on its Grave to strow,
Before its Hearse, Sleepy, dull Poppy throw;
Instead of Scutcheons, let my Tears be hung,
Which Grief and Sorrow from my Eyes out wrung:
Let those that bear its Corps, no Jesters be,
But Sober, Sad, and Grave Mortality:
No Satyr Poets by its Grave appear,
No Altars rais'd, to write Inscriptions there:
Let Dust of all Forgetfulness be Cast
Upon its Corps, there let it lye and waste:
Nor let it Rise again, unless some know,
At Judgements some good Merits it can show;
Then shall it Live in Heavens of high Praise,
And for its Glory, Garlands have of Bays.
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