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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345248" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To My Lady Berkeley</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Afflicted upon her Son, My Lord Berkeley's Early Engaging in the Sea-Service.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So the renowned Ithacensian Queen<br>In Tears for her Telemachus was seen,<br>When leaving Home, he did attempt the Ire<br>Of rageing Seas, to seek his absent Sire:<br>Such bitter Sighs her tender Breast did rend; <br>But had she known a God did him attend,<br>And would with Glory bring him safe again,<br>Bright Thoughts would then have dispossess't her Pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah Noblest Lady! You that her excel<br>In every Vertue, may in Prudence well<br>Suspend your Care; knowing what power befriends<br>Your Hopes, and what on Vertue still attends.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In bloody Conflicts he will Armour find,<br>In strongest Tempests he will rule the Wind,<br>He will through Thousand Dangers force a way,<br>And still Triumphant will his Charge convey.<br>And the All-ruling power that can act thus,<br>Will safe return your Dear Telemachus.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas, he was not born to live in Peace,<br>Souls of his Temper were not made for Ease,<br>Th' Ignoble only live secure from Harms,<br>The Generous tempt, and seek out fierce Alarms.<br>Huge Labours were for Hercules design'd,<br>Jason, to fetch the Golden Fleece, enjoyn'd,<br>The Minotaure by Noble Theseus dy'd,<br>In vain were Valour, if it were not try'd,<br>Should the admir'd and far-sought Diamond lye,<br>As in its Bed, unpolisht to the Eye,<br>It would be slighted like a common stone,<br>It's Value would be small, its Glory none.<br>But when't has pass'd the Wheel and Cutters hand,<br>Then it is meet in Monarchs Crowns to stand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Upon the Noble Object of your Care<br>Heaven has bestow'd, of Worth, so large a share,<br>That unastonisht none can him behold,<br>Or credit all the Wonders of him told! <br>When others, at his Years were turning o're,<br>The Acts of Heroes that had liv'd before,<br>Their Valour to excite, when time should fit,<br>He then did Things, were Worthy to be writ! <br>Stayd not for Time, his Courage that out-ran<br>In Actions, far before in Years, a Man.<br>Two French Campagnes he boldly courted Fame,<br>While his Face more the Maid, than Youth became<br>Adde then to these a Soul so truly Mild,<br>Though more than Man, Obedient as a Child.<br>And (ah) should one Small Isle all these confine,<br>Vertues created through the World to shine? <br>Heaven that forbids, and Madam so should you; <br>Remember he but bravely does pursue<br>His Noble Fathers steps; with your own Hand<br>Then Gird his Armour on, like him he'll stand,<br>His Countries Champion, and Worthy be<br>Of your High Vertue, and his Memory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Killigrew">Anne Killigrew</a><div class=q>
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So the renowned Ithacensian Queen
In Tears for her Telemachus was seen,
When leaving Home, he did attempt the Ire
Of rageing Seas, to seek his absent Sire:
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