 | A Margarite of America |  |
[Vertue is dead, and here she is enshrined]
Vertue is dead, and here she is enshrined,
Within two lifelesse bodies late deceased:
Beautie is dead, and here is faith assigned
To weepe her wracke, who when there dide first ceased,
Pitie was dead when tyranny first slew them,
And heauen inioies their soules, tho earth doth rew them.
Within two lifelesse bodies late deceased:
Beautie is dead, and here is faith assigned
To weepe her wracke, who when there dide first ceased,
Pitie was dead when tyranny first slew them,
And heauen inioies their soules, tho earth doth rew them.
Since beautie then and vertue are departed,
And faith growes faint to weep in these their fading,
And vertuous pitie kind and tender hearted,
Died to behold fierce furies fell inuading.
And faith growes faint to weep in these their fading,
Died to behold fierce furies fell inuading.
Vouchsafe ye heuens that fame may haue in keeping
Their happy and thrice blessed names, for whome
Both vertue, beautie, pittie died with weeping,
And faith is closed in this marble tombe.
Their happy and thrice blessed names, for whome
Both vertue, beautie, pittie died with weeping,
And faith is closed in this marble tombe.
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