Poetical blossomes by A.C.

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Poetical blossomes by A.C.
Author
Cowley, Abraham, 1618-1667.
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London :: Printed by B[ernard] A[lsop] and T[homas] F[awcet] for Henry Seile, and are to be sold at his shop at the signe of the Tygers-head in St. Paules Church-yard,
1633.
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AN ELEGIE ON THE Death of the Right Honourable, DVDLEY Lord CARLETON, Viscount DORCHESTER, late Principall Secretarie of State.

THe infernall Sisters, did a Counsell call Of all the Feinds, to the blacke Stygian Hall; The dire Tartarean Monsters, hating light, Begot by dismall Erebus, and night. Wheresoe're dispers'd abroad, hearing the Fame Of their accursed meeting, thither came Revenge, whose greedy minde no Blood can fill, And Envie, neuer satisfied with ill. Thither blind Boldnesse, and impatient Rage, Resorted, with Death's neighbour envious Age, And Messengers diseases, wheresoe're Then wandring, at that Senate present were: Whom to oppresse the Earth, the Furies sent To spare the Guiltie, vex the Innocent. The Counsell thus dissolv'd, an angry fever, Whose quenchlesse thirst, by Blood was sated never.

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Envying the Riches, Honour, Greatnesse, Love And Vertue (Loadstone, which all these did move) Of Noble CARLETON, him she tooke away, And like a greedy Vultur seas'd her prey: Weepe with mee each who eyther reads or heares, And know his losse, deserues his Countries teares: The Muses lost a Patron by his Fate, Virtue a Husband, and a Prop the State, SOL'S Chorus weepes, and to adorne his Herse CALLIOPE would sing a Tragicke verse. And had there bin before no Spring of theirs, They would have made a Helicon with their teares.

A. C.

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