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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408495" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Exequy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1 Accept, thou shrine of my dead saint,<br>2 Instead of dirges, this complaint;<br>3 And for sweet flow'rs to crown thy hearse,<br>4 From thy griev'd friend, whom thou might'st see<br>5 Quite melted into tears for thee.<br>6 Dear loss! since thy untimely fate<br>7 My task hath been to meditate<br>8 On thee, on thee; thou art the book,<br>9 The library whereon I look,<br>10 Though almost blind. For thee (lov'd clay)<br>11 I languish out, not live, the day,<br>12 Using no other exercise<br>13 But what I practise with mine eyes;<br>14 By which wet glasses I find out<br>15 How lazily time creeps about<br>16 To one that mourns; this, only this,<br>17 My exercise and bus'ness is.<br>18 So I compute the weary hours<br>19 With sighs dissolved into showers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>20 Nor wonder if my time go thus<br>21 Backward and most preposterous;<br>22 Thou hast benighted me; thy set<br>23 This eve of blackness did beget,<br>24 Who wast my day (though overcast<br>25 Before thou hadst thy noon-tide past)<br>26 And I remember must in tears,<br>27 Thou scarce hadst seen so many years<br>28 As day tells hours. By thy clear sun<br>29 My love and fortune first did run;<br>30 But thou wilt never more appear<br>31 Folded within my hemisphere,<br>32 Since both thy light and mot{&quot;i}on<br>33 Like a fled star is fall'n and gone;<br>34 And 'twixt me and my soul's dear wish<br>35 An earth now interposed is,<br>36 Which such a strange eclipse doth make<br>37 As ne'er was read in almanac.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>38 I could allow thee for a time<br>39 To darken me and my sad clime;<br>40 Were it a month, a year, or ten,<br>41 I would thy exile live till then,<br>42 And all that space my mirth adjourn,<br>43 So thou wouldst promise to return,<br>44 And putting off thy ashy shroud,<br>45 At length disperse this sorrow's cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>46 But woe is me! the longest date<br>47 Too narrow is to calculate<br>48 These empty hopes; never shall I<br>49 Be so much blest as to descry<br>50 A glimpse of thee, till that day come<br>51 Which shall the earth to cinders doom,<br>52 And a fierce fever must calcine<br>53 The body of this world like thine,<br>54 (My little world!). That fit of fire<br>55 Once off, our bodies shall aspire<br>56 To our souls' bliss; then we shall rise<br>57 And view ourselves with clearer eyes<br>58 In that calm region where no night<br>59 Can hide us from each other's sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>60 Meantime, thou hast her, earth; much good<br>61 May my harm do thee. Since it stood<br>62 With heaven's will I might not call<br>63 Her longer mine, I give thee all<br>64 My short-liv'd right and interest<br>65 In her whom living I lov'd best;<br>66 With a most free and bounteous grief,<br>67 I give thee what I could not keep.<br>68 Be kind to her, and prithee look<br>69 Thou write into thy doomsday book<br>70 Each parcel of this rarity<br>71 Which in thy casket shrin'd doth lie.<br>72 See that thou make thy reck'ning straight,<br>73 And yield her back again by weight;<br>74 For thou must audit on thy trust<br>75 Each grain and atom of this dust,<br>76 As thou wilt answer Him that lent,<br>77 Not gave thee, my dear monument.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>78 So close the ground, and 'bout her shade<br>79 Black curtains draw, my bride is laid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>80 Sleep on my love in thy cold bed<br>81 Never to be disquieted!<br>82 My last good-night! Thou wilt not wake<br>83 Till I thy fate shall overtake;<br>84 Till age, or grief, or sickness must<br>85 Marry my body to that dust<br>86 It so much loves, and fill the room<br>87 My heart keeps empty in thy tomb.<br>88 Stay for me there, I will not fail<br>89 To meet thee in that hollow vale.<br>90 And think not much of my delay;<br>91 I am already on the way,<br>92 And follow thee with all the speed<br>93 Desire can make, or sorrows breed.<br>94 Each minute is a short degree,<br>95 And ev'ry hour a step towards thee.<br>96 At night when I betake to rest,<br>97 Next morn I rise nearer my west<br>98 Of life, almost by eight hours' sail,<br>99 Than when sleep breath'd his drowsy gale.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>100 Thus from the sun my bottom steers,<br>101 And my day's compass downward bears;<br>102 Nor labour I to stem the tide<br>103 Through which to thee I swiftly glide.<br>104 'Tis true, with shame and grief I yield,<br>105 Thou like the van first took'st the field,<br>106 And gotten hath the victory<br>107 In thus adventuring to die<br>108 Before me, whose more years might crave<br>109 A just precedence in the grave.<br>110 But hark! my pulse like a soft drum<br>111 Beats my approach, tells thee I come;<br>112 And slow howe'er my marches be,<br>113 I shall at last sit down by thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>114 The thought of this bids me go on,<br>115 And wait my dissolut{&quot;i}on<br>116 With hope and comfort. Dear (forgive<br>117 The crime) I am content to live<br>118 Divided, with but half a heart,<br>119 Till we shall meet and never part.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+King">Henry King</a><div class=q>
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2 Instead of dirges, this complaint;
3 And for sweet flow'rs to crown thy hearse,
4 From thy griev'd friend, whom thou might'st see
5 Quite melted into tears for thee.
6 Dear loss! since thy untimely fate
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