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. XV.
Pumpt Helicon runs muddy; and that strainMust needs be jarring, that's wrung out 'oth' brain
Distracted with true sorrows, vvhich combin'd,
Root out all Concord 'oth' afflicted Mind.
Such Lines as should vvear Mourning, may not be
Drest all-a-mode i'th' garb of Poetry.
Verse prickt vvith grief goes lame. There ner'e appears
A Phœbus 'mongst so many Showres of Tears.
But yet vvee'l vvrite, tho vveakly; some may call
Perhaps our Faults here artificiall:
Men slutter most at greatest things: 'tis fit
At such bright Theams to shut the Eyes o'th' Wit:
That vvhiles (our passage stopt) vv'are at a stay
We may make known the hardnesse of the vvay.
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