<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419818" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Epitaph on the Lady Whitmore</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fair, kind, and true, a treasure each alone, <br>A wife, a mistress, and a friend, in one; <br>Rest in this tomb, raised at thy husband's cost, <br>Here sadly summing, what he had, and lost. <br>Come, virgins, ere in equal bands ye join, <br>Come first and offer at her sacred shrine; <br>Pray but for half the virtues of this wife, <br>Compound for all the rest, with longer life; <br>And wish your vows, like hers, may be returned, <br>So loved when living, and, when dead, so mourned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Dryden">John Dryden</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419818" data-title="Epitaph on the Lady Whitmore de John Dryden" data-description="Fair, kind, and true, a treasure each alone, A wife, a mistress, and a friend, in one; Rest in this tomb, raised at thy husband's cost, Here sadly summing, what he had, and lost. Come, virgins, ere in equal bands ye join, Come first and offer..."></div> </div> </div>

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