A garden of graue and godlie flowers Sonets, elegies, and epitaphs. Planted, polished, and perfected: By Mr. Alexander Gardyne |
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VPON THE HONORABLE the Laird of Tolquhon. |
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VPON THE HONORABLE the Laird of Tolquhon.
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Attend, come view, behold here shall you seeInto this graue, as in a stealed glasse,
The suddaine change of men that mortall bee,
Now men, now metamorphos'd in a masse,
Now paill and wan, that even now vitall vvas,
Now braue, now blyth, now bodie but a breath,
Now flesh and blood, now are we dust and asse,
Now like to liue, now subject vnto death,
Now firie is, now frosen hard our faith,
Now faithfull friends, now false and fained foes,
Now patient, now angrie full of wraith,
Now filthie weid, now fragrant like the rose:
Now pampred vp like painted pots are wee,
And drosse againe, in twinkling of an eie.
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Religion laiks out of this land a lampe,Thou Publict-well weep for thy member may,
Thou Uertue wants the Captaine of thy camp,
Thou Countrey him that did thee honour ay:
You Poore haue lost, that seldome said you nay,
You Friends your best, and onely permanent:
Vnto you sex, the damnage done this day,
What pithie pen in paper can imprent,
Truth, Vertue, Friends, Well, Countrey, Poore, lament,
His death to you that deutie did discharge,
And wroght with wit and wisdome to invent,
But others losse, your limits to inlarge:
Then sex in one, come honour now his death,
Aliue who to dishonour you was leath.
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