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So have I seen some tender flip, 35

Sav'd with care from winter's nip,

The pride of her carnation train,

Pluck'd up by some unheedy swain,

Who only thought to crop the flow'r

New shot up from vernal sliow'r: 40

But the fair blossom hangs the head

Side-ways, as on a dying bed,

And those pearls of dew die wears,

Prove to be presaging tears,

Which the fad morn had let fall 45

On her hastening funeral.

Gentle Lady, may thy grave

Peace and quiet ever have;

After this thy travel fore

Sweet rest seise thee evermore, 50

That to give the world increase,

Shorten'd hast thy own life's lease.

Here, besides the sorrowing

That thy noble house doth bring,

Here be tears of perfect moan 55

Wept for thee in Helicon,

And some flowers, and some bays,

For thy herse, to strow the ways,

Sent thee from the banks of Came,

Devoted to thy virtuous name; 60

Whilst thou, bright faint, high sitst in glory,

Next her much like to thee in story,

That That fair Syrian shepherdess,

Who after years of barrenness,

The highly favored Joseph bore, 65

To him that serv'd for her before,

And at her next birth much like thee,

Through pangs fled to felicity,

Far within the bosom bright

Of blazing Majesty and Light: 70

There with thee, new welcome Saint,

Like fortunes may her soul acquaint,

With thee there clad in radiant sheen,

No Marchioness, but now a Queen.

IX.

SO JVC On MAT MORNING.

NOW the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, andleads with her The flow'ry May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowflip, and the pale primrose.

Hail bounteous May that dost inspire 5

Mirth and youth and warm desire;

Woods and groves are of thy dressing,

Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long. 10

On

X.

On SHAKESPEAR. 1630.

WHAT needs my Shakespear for his honor'd
The labor of an age in piled stones, (bones
Or that his hallow'd reliques should be hid
Under a star-ypointing pyramid?
Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, 5

What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name?
Thou in our wonder and astonishment
Hast built thyself a live-long monument.
For whilst to th' fliame of flow-endevoring art
Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart 10
Hath from the leaves of thy unvalued book
Those Delphic lines with deep imprefllon took,
Then thou our fancy of itself bereaving,
Dost make us marble with too much conceiving;
And so sepulcher'd in such pomp doth lie, 15

That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.

XI.

On the University Carrier, who sicken d in the time os his vacancy, being forbid to go to London, by reason os the plague.

HERE lies old Hobson; Death hath brokehi s girt,
And here alas, hath laid him in the dirt,
Or else the ways being foul, twenty to one,
He's here stuck in a flough, and overthrown.

Twas

Twas such a shifter, that if truth were known, 5
Death was half glad when he had got him down;
For he had any time this ten years full,
Dodg'd with him, betwixt Cambridge and the Bull.
And surely Death could never have prevail'd,
Had not his weekly course of carriage fail'd; 10
But lately finding him so long at home,
And thinking now his journey's end was come,
And that he had ta'en up his latest inn,
In the kind office of a chamberlin 14

-Show'd him his room wherehemustlodge that night,
Pull'd off his boots, and took away the light:
If any afk for him, it shall be said,
Hobson has supt and's newly gone to bed.

XII.

Another on the fame.

HERE lieth one, who did most truly prove
That he could never die while he could move;
So hung his destiny, never to rot
While he might still jogg on and keep his trot,
Made of sphere-metal, never to decay 5

Until his revolution was at stay. ,
Time numbers motion, yet (without a crime
'Gainst old truth) motion numberd out his time:
And like an engin mov'd with wheel and weight,
Hfc principles being ceas'd, he ended strait. 10

Bb Rest Rest that gives all men life, gave him his death,

And too much breathing put him out of breath;

Nor were it contradiction to affirm

Too long vacation hasten'd on his term.

Merely to drive the time away he sicken'd, 15

Fainted, and died, nor would with ale be quicken'd;

Nay, quoth he, on his swooning bed out-stretch'd,

If I mayn't carry, sure I'll ne'er be fetch'd,

But vow, though the cross doctors all stood hearers,

For one carrier put down to make six bearers. 20

Ease was his chief disease, and to judge right,

He dy'd for heaviness that his cart went light:

His leisure told him that his time was come,

And lack of load made his life burdensome,

That ev'n to his last breath (there be that say't) 25

As he were prest to death, he cry'd more weight;

But had his doings lasted as they were,

He had been an immortal carrier.

Obedient to the moon he spent his date

In course reciprocal, and had his fate 30

Link'd to the mutual flowing of the seas,

Yet (strange to think) his wain was his increase:

His letters are deliver'd alt and gone,

Only remains this superscription.

L'AL

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