An alphabet of Elegiack Groans upon The truly lamented Death of that Rare Exemplar of Youthful Piety, John Fortescue ... By E. E. [i.e. Edmund Elys] |
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ELEG. III.
Come on Eye-flouds apace: 'tis ease to weep:Those wounds need washing which are struck so deep;
Least that they putrifie: men in distress
Made blinde with tears do see their grief the less.
O doleful Tragedies, which mortals finde
Shut up within the closet of their minde!
Where Appetite with Will is discontent,
The one would not, the other must lament.
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And we our selves give to our selves no Rest.
We joy, and mourn, and mourn, and joy again,
Now there is Sun-shine, then Tempestuous Rain;
We joy that he's in Heav'n, agen we mourn
And wish our selves composed in his Urn.
Thus are our Thoughts revolv'd, as tho there were
No fixed Object which might stay them, here
Now He is gone, who was that Rising Sun
Which did attract each Exhalation
Of our endeared Hearts, like Phæbe, He
Seems to these eyes of Flesh ecclips'd to be:
'Cause our inferior sight of Him's bereaven
By interposed Earth 'twixt us and Heaven;
Where now He's firmly seated, and shall be
A Son of Light to all Eternitie.
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