Funerall elegies; consecrated to the immortall memory, of the Right Honorable the Lady Katherine Paston, late wife to the truely noble, and heroicke, William Paston, of Oxned Esquire

FUNERALL ELEGIES ; Consecrated to the immortall memory , of the Right Honorable the Lady Katherine Paston , late wife to the truely noble , and heroicke , William Paston of Oxned Esquire .

Vivit post funera virtus .

LONDON , Printed by T. Cotes , for Andrew Crooke , dwelling at the signe of the Gun in Ivy-lane . 1637.

To the no lesse honoured , for vertuous habits , and naturall endowments , than high birth , the Lady Elizabeth Bertue , Daughter to the right Noble , and most accomplished Lord , ROBERT Earle of Lindsey , &c. Madam ,

TO render an acknowledgement of those great engagements and duties which J shall ever owe to the illustrious memory of that most serene and truely honourable Lady your deare deceased Sister , to whom you were as neerely allied in vertue as in blood , J humbly present these modest Elegies to salute your mayden palmes : Not onely mine , but the generally received opinion , of her most conspicuous worth , and honour hath importuned me ( who was her most unworthy beneficiary ) to undertake the performance of this service ; and the unstained candour of your noble disposition perswades me not to despaire of your gracious acceptance .

Your Honours most humbly devoted servant Ra. Knevet .

Funerall Elegies .

Eleg. 1. ANd must our brows with Cypresse sad be bound ? Because Calista is with glory crownd , Immortall splendent bayes , that grow upon Mount Sion high , not earthly Helicon . In sable darke must we our bodies dight ? Because our Saint is clad in robes of white . Shall we on earth sob forth our Elegyes ? While she sings Allelujah in the skyes : Our sorrowes are prepost'rous , and we erre In offering patheticke songs to her , Whose vertues rare require a Lyrists quill , Or rather Panegyrists learned skill . Homer , and Virgill caroling her praise , ( Had they liv'd now ) might well have wonne the bayes , Although the Iliads , and the Aeneids both , Had nere beene borne : these works were built on froth : For 't is a question , not resolved yet , When Ilium was sack'd , or whether it , Was ruin'd by the Greekes at all ; and why Should Virgill censur'd be for flattery ? 'Cause he deriv'd the great Cesarian name , From Varlets , that surviv'd their Cities flame , From one that left his friends , and wife engag'd , When bloody Mars , and fiery Vulcan ragd : Doubtlesse a pious Knight , and debonaire , Who brought his wronged Mistris to despaire , Then fled from her , whom basely he deceiv'd , Though nobly shee had him , and his reliev'd . True Vertue is my subject , and that such , As seldome did ere Woman owne so much . Honours great example , beauties bright throne , The Temple of sincere religion , An Altar of unfaigned piety , The Golden branch of true nobility , The Palace of the Graces , and the spheare , Wherein no cloud , nor meteour did appeare , The Pyramid of love , Truths pretious shrine , The helpe , and hope of all the sacred nine , The Treasury of thoughts pure , and sublime , The Phoebe , and the Phoenix of her time ; All these was shee : yea more then these was shee : But what shee was , cleare Angels onely see ; For tongue , or penne of Man , cannot expresse Such bright unlimited existences . Shee was : shee is declind : shee being gone , The World that had two Sunnes , hath now but one ; And we envelop'd in a night of sorrow , In darkenesse mourne , despairing of a morrow ; For who can be so rich of hope , t' expect That Nature can her Parallel erect , Since shee on her expended hath such store Of gifts , that shee s become a bankrupt poore ? As when some wealthy Tradesman doth demise , The summe of all his richest merchandise , In a faire vessell to the fickle seas , Hoping to reape a plentifull encrease , By this adventure ; but the Winds conspire With froward Neptune , to crosse his desire , And ruine all his hopes , for in one houre The greedy Ocean doth his goods devoure : So our rich Argosie ( which fraighted was , Not with Tobacco , Indico , nor glasse , But with pearles , gemmes , gold , amber , spiceries , Arabian gummes , and what the treasuries Of the two Indies could afford ) is lost , Her faire carine's wrack'd on the shelvy coast Of fraile mortality : The Grave hath wonne Natures chiefe jewell , and the World 's undone : The golden chaine of causes is dissolv'd , And Chaos ( that so long hath beene involv'd In the unseene abysse ) attempts to rise , And make both Orbes , and Elements his prize . The Worlds soule 's fled ; the exit of her breath , Threatens ( I feare ) an universall death ; For in her fate all vertues did decline , All beauties were eclipst , and ceast to shine : But if true honour shall her end survive , If reall worth shall in her absence thrive , Posterity shall her example praise , For such great benefits , numbring those dayes , Which shee spent here on earth , with pebbles white : Princes shall trophyes reare , and Poets write , Striving to make her name last with her blisse , And raise her fame as high as now shee is . As the Pantarba , brightet of all gemmes , Doth darkest nights enlighten with her beames , And by a hidden sympathy , attract Adjacent stones , in heapes together packt ; But Nature , least a jewell so renown'd , Should lose esteeme , by being often found , Hath in the bowels of the center , hid This pretious secret , and decreede beside , That being found it soone againe is lost , If not preserv'd , with wondrous care , and cost : So our bright Goddesse , ( whose resplendent worth That in this night of vice , did rayes send forth Of sanctity divine , drawing all hearts , To honour , and adore , so high deserts ) Was soone snatch'd hence , yet not through our neglect , Or want of due obsequious respect ; But rather 'cause Heaven thought the world unfit , For such a gemme to be a Cabinet . The Corall growing in the Ocean blew , Wants hardnesse , and retaines a pallid hue : There churlish billowes oft the same doe daunt ; But when aire breathes upon this wat'ry plant , It instantly becomes a crimson stone , And many pretious properties puts on ; The Artist then it with pure mettall deckes , For Infant Kings , to weare about their neckes . So pious soules , that in the Ocean wide , Of this tumult'ous universe abide , No firme existence , nor faire lustre have , Tost to and fro by every adverse wave , Of sorrowfull disasters , but when Time Hath them advanc'd above the starres sublime , Then consorts they become of Angels bright , Adorn'd with golden crownes , and vestures white . Thus change of native soyle brings Soules to blisse A Wiseman much by travell betterd is . But ye faire eyes , Apostrophe to La. E. B. like diamonds richly set , On a white , rosie , circuled carkanet , That late sweld up the streames of cristall ast; ast; The name of the river running at the foote of Oxned . Bure , With your more cristall teares , and rills more pure , Forbeare to droppe those pearles , lest your sad none , Transforme your selves to starres , and us to stone : ( Thrice honoured Lady ) you that lately were The sweet associate , of your Sister deare , When ye like those auspicious lights did shine , Which happy calmes to Mariners presigne . Like Turtles chast , or silver-brested Swannes Stroking the thinne ayre with their snowy fannes , Ye late appear'd : but cruell Death ( God wot ) With ruthlesse blade , hath cut the Gordian knot Of your society , Death onely could divide , Such blessed bonds , a league so strongly ty'd . Nor can expence of sorrowes finde redresse , For this sad accident , or make it lesse : Griefes are no cures for ill 's , and do arise From humane weaknesse , not from reason wise . When great Darius , of his consort deare Deprived was , by Atropos severe , To griefe he renderd up his royall brest , No solace would he take , nor any rest . Then grave Democritus inform'd the King , That he from death , to life his Queene would bring , If he would grant him , what he should entreat , For the effecting of a worke so great : Darius condescends , and bids him aske , What meanes he thought convenient for this taske : Names of three Persons onely he requested , That never had with sorrow beene molested , For losses of a kinsman , or a friend . The King then did strict inquisition send , Through all his Kingdomes , to search out such men : But when they could be no where found nor seene He found his errour , and the fatall law Of unmov'd destinye , and nature saw ; Hence tooke he comfort , and with bounty high ; The Wiseman for his cure did gratifie . Griefe is a passion , and all passions must Confined be , unto a measure just , Lest they like swelling spring tides overthrow The bankes of Reason , and the same oerflow : Like Nilus they are not , who rising high Presageth plenty and fertility ; Nor must they alway in their chanels runne , Like him , but suffer intermssion : For sorrow that is never spent or done , Flowes like th' infernall River Acheron : And they who with perpetuall grones expresse Their passions , for a friend gone hence in peace , Like croaking frogs in muddy styxe become , While the bewail'd enjoyes Elysium . Iove ( on a time ) the Goddesses did call To an assembly , where among them all He dignities and honours did impart , Well corresponding with each ones desart : Too late Dame-Sorrow to this meeting came , Whom Iove ( for tardinesse ) did justly blame For he bestow'd had all his gifts before , And had for her no honour left in store ; But shee importun'd him , for to conferre Some favour , or gratuity on her : He ( having nothing else ) unto her lent The teares , and plaints , which are at fun'rals spent : Now as each Goddesse loves those persons well , Whose sweete oblations shee is wont to smell , So if to sorrow we shall often bring Sad sighes , and mourning , for an offering , Shee never will forsake us : But if we Neglect her humble votaries to be , Withdrawing those sad dueties shee requires , Like one despised , shee soone from us retires . If teares concern'd the good of soules deceast , Of if they could adde ought unto their rest , I should turne Heraclitus , and lament , Vntill my eyes had all that moisture spent , Which from the braine they take ( this being done ) They should dissolve themselves , and in teares runne , Expending in an office so divine , Both humours aqueous , and christalline : But since that teares ( on such occasions shed ) Nor benefit the living , nor the dead , Let us them for a better end reserve ; They rightly us'd , for pretious balmes may serve : Nor do I Stoicall paradoxes hold ; For they deliver , that no Wiseman should Give way to griefes , I rather thinke it fitter , That none should drinke too deepe of cups so bitter : But never did excessive sorrowes merit Such liberty , and freedome to inherit , As lately , when shee left our horizon , Whose presence made our age a golden one : Honour , Griefe , Ioy , shall never cease t' expresse Her Vertue , Death , and present happinesse : And if that Reason , shall prohibite all Immod'rate teares , for such a funerall , The Nights shall mourne in blackes , and Mornes , shall weepe , Vntill Calista wakes , from her last sleepe .

Eleg. 2. REtreate ( sad passions ) to your chanels now , Let sorrowes inundations cease to flow : Griefes , ( which distinguish Mortals from the Gods ) Ought to be limited with periods , Lest action by such torrents overborne , Should vertue leave abandon'd to the scorne Of faithlesse Fortune , her undoubted slave . Then cease ( ye weeping Hyades ) to lave That marble shrine , wherein those reliques lye , Which ( whilome ) harbour'd such nobility , That all our teares shed there ( though we were sure We could droppe richest pearles or amber pure ) Were to be valu'd , or esteemd no more , Then if a cisterne small should spend his store , To gratifie the swelling Ocean : No more , then if fond Time should lend a spanne Of his finite dimension , to supply The wants of infinite Eternity . Her worth was so sublime , so cleare , so full , That humane intellects prove weake , and dull , While they the same contemplate , wanting might , ( Like bastard Eaglets ) to behold such light . The Caspian-seas stand mur'd in hilly bounds , Yea Neptunes Empire , airye Iove surrounds ; A lucide Orbe of fire doth these enfold , The Heav'ns about the Elements are roul'd ; Heav'ns are invovl'd with Heav'ns ; the stars decline Vnto their periods : Time and Place confine This great magnificence of Natures store , But Shee ( whose early absence we deplore ) Surmounts all these immensities , as farre , As doth the largest sphere , the smallest starre . I injure her ( I feare ) while I compare Those things , which fraile , and transitory are , With that immortall , unimagin'd blisse , Which crownes her , in her Apotheosis ; Then stoope ( my Muse ) from that celestiall place , Whose radiant lustre , and translucent grace , Those crowned Candidates can onely gust , Who have put off their mourning weedes of dust . Like that faire Bird , in snowy plumage drest , Which silver Po doth plow with his soft brest , Singing his requiem , to the sighing streame ; So let my Muse assume the stately theme , Of true nobility , and reall worth , While shee in buskin'd straine , strives to set forth True honour to the life ; list to my song , Yee that have soules ; to you these Odes belong : If Men will not give eare , then Rockes and Trees Shall conge's give , and echo plaudit'es , While I of her doe sing : for vertues fire Doth animate more bodies , then the Lyre Of Orpheus could : her pure celestiall heate Invites the God's themselves , with Men to treat . Vertue alone , is to be valu'd more , Then many painted scutchions , or a score Of swelling titles , for numerous descents , And titles , be but her gay ornaments : It argues but a spirit dull and cold , To summon monuments and statues old , For proofe to gentry , or a name to reare , On what the wormes have left ; as if we were Devoide of arts and hearts , whereby to merit That praise , and bayes , which vertue should inherit ; And must become beholding unto stones , For all our stiles , and reputations : But where illust'rous ancestry we finde , Annexed unto an honourable minde , Nobility there shines like Luna bright , With orbed face , 'mongst starres of lesser light . As ciphers ( by themselves ) no summes designe , But if with figures ye the same combine , Large numbers they compose ; so ancestry For nothing stands , if vertue be not by . What neede I thus expatiate , or search through The golden grove of ethickes , for to show A definition , or a character Of this heroicall habite , since in her ( Of whom I sing ) nobility did shine , With such pellucid rayes , and beames divine , That it essentiall seem'd , and not acquir'd ; Not accidentall , but from heav'n inspir'd . Heav'n lent her to the earth , and would not trust With such a gemme ( too long ) a world of dust ; But like a prudent Creditour becomes , That cals for quicke repayment of those summes , Which to profuser Prodigalls he lent , To free himselfe from further detriment , Which through forbearance of so large a debt , Must needs result ; Had shee bin longer kept On Earth , perhaps base Earth would then have vaunted Of her fruition , whom the blest Heav'ns wanted . The Lilly , Rose , and fragrant Violet , Those choisest gemmes of Floras cabinet , Shew lifes epitomes , and then retreate To longer deaths , in Vestas bosome great : Where they must sleepe , untill Apollo shall Come from his southerne progresse , and recall ( With his reviving heate ) them to review The world , and it adorne , with their bright hue : For as Antheus , by his stronger foe , Throwne to the earth , recover'd vigour so ; So do terrestriall seedes from earth derive Their vitall strength , and humour nutritive . The Sunne resignes to Vesper , and each starre Retires at the returne of Phoebus carre ; Thus by a naturall vicissitude , Alternally things alterd , are renewd In their corruptions , ever rise , and fall , 'Till in a conflagration generall , This World like the Arabian Bird shall burne , That an immortall Phoenix , from her urne May rise , arrayd with those illustr'ous plumes , Which neither age decayes , nor time consumes . But the ( whom we lament ) although she try'd No more then one short life , and but once dy'd , Yet her one funerall did on us light , More like a publike ruine , then the weight Of any private crosse , yea we may call Her death , a greivance epidemicall , A losse , which no reprisall can redresse , Whose greatnesse , rather silent griefes expresse , Then golden lines , for passions doe exceed Those measures , which the modest Muses tread , Nor can the sorrowes of a troubled mind , By any penne , or pencill be confin'd . But whether strayes my wandring Muse misled Through Labyrinthes of cares , by sorrowes threed , As if shee were intent , with dreary layes , To ayme at Cypresse wreaths , not crownes of bayes ? Let sad Electra , hidden in her sphere , Lament incinerated Ilium there : Let Niobe in Sypileian stone , Latonas hate , and her owne pride bemone : Let Biblis melted to a cold cleere bourne , For her incest'ous fires still waile and mourne . Yea let ambiguous teares those fun'ralls steepe , Where riper Heires , or yonger widdowes weepe : Like personated Mourners at the graves , Of some old crabbed , and decrepit knaves . Such fain'd libations we abhorre , and feare To make false immolations unto her , Who was so true , so noble , so divine , In name , and really a * * Derivat . a Graec. 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 , purus . Katherine . Shee had no spots like Cynthia , nor was shee Mercuriall , or like light Cythere : But Shee Astraea was : Astraea just , Who fleeing hence , did leave old Time intrust , To keepe in wardrobe cold her robes of clay ; But if these shall through his neglect decay , Yet shall shee find at last this vesture fraile , Transmuted to a fresh immortall veyle .

Eleg. 3. 1. WHen Hils , and Valleys , wrap't in sheets of snow , Did pennance for their summer luxury , And Winter old unto the world did show , The Sceletons of trees , muffling the skye With vapours cold , and strewing frequently The earth with wat'ry confects , then I stood On that faire tract , where Bure creeps lazily To pay his tribute to a greater flood , Clept Y ar , none of the meanest of blew Neptunes brood . 2. There I beheld the snowy Swannes retreate , Vnto the silver creekes , with motion sad : Each face of things exprest a ruine great , But two-fac'd Ianus all in sable clad , Those joyous sports , and merryments forbad , Which whilome he was wont to tolerate : The Gods themselves ( it seemes ) a feeling had , Of our disasters , when Calista's fate , Our sorrowes , and her endlesse joyes did propagate . 3. Calista faire , at whose nativity , All happy starres auxiliary were , With kind aspects , shining auspiciously : For as each gentle God and Goddesse cleere , Pandora did adorne with bount'ous cheere , Placing on her all properties divine , Which made her so unparallel'd appeare ; So did both fix'd , and errant starres combine With pretious gifts , to dignifie this Heroine . 4. Though from illust'rous ancestors shee came , From Lords sublim'd , for chivalrous renowne ; Yet did her vertues overtoppe her name , And all those adventitious glories crowne , Which Fortune , or high birth , had on her throwne : Her piety , and worth , was so immense That Heav'n ( it seemes ) sent this Panthaea downe , As some great blessing , but revok'd her hence For our ingratitude , or some such high offence . 5. Death like Vlysses ( while we were intent To sports , and triumphes , dreading no distresse , And fearelesse of so dire an accident ) Stole our Palladium hence , the Patronesse Of all our hopes , and chiefest happinesse : Then Feasts were turn'd to funerals , no name Was heard that any solace did expresse , And all our mirth , like burning Troy became , Consum'd to cinders blacke , in griefes uncessant flame . 6. As when the Vestall fires extinguish'd were , Through some unhappy Virgins fraile neglect , Then Romes Patricians , fraught with dreary cheere , In mourning habits dight , were wont t' expect The dreadfull issue , of some dire effect , So when that lucid flame , which did maintaine , Calista's life by cruell death was check't , Sighes did abound , and sorrowes flow amaine , Eyes did their bankes inundate and each cheeke distaine . 7. Man 's a plant animall , a tree revers't , Whose root 's the braine , his limmes the branches be , But blood 's the sappe , through every veyne dispers't , Which aliment imparts with justice free , Vnto each member of this mysticke tree : Haire are the leaves , which doe the same attire , Excrescent humours are the gummes ( we see ) Flowing from thence ; the fruite which doth aspire , Be actions good , or ill ; the seede whereof's desire . 8. But our faire plant , ( the fairest that ere grew ) Such apples on her Verdant branches bare , As the Hesperian Gardens never knew , Nor had Alcinous any fruite so rare ; Shee was a tree , with which none might compare : This Tree by Heavn's decree transplanted is ; We of her happy shade deprived are , While shee remov'd into eternall blisse , Becomes a Tree of life , in highest Paradise . 9. Letter-puff'd Pedants boldly dare averre , That every starre another world containes ; These , Cities in the skyes would seeme to reare , Yet build but Castles in the ayre ( fond swaines ) That strange conclusions , from fanaticke braines Strive to produce , when they below might see ( Perhaps ) more Worlds ; for Verity maintaines That Man's Microcosme ; each he or shee Is of a greater World , the briefe epitome . 10. Mans head is heav'n , the brighter starres fix'd there Are Fancy , Intellect , and Memory , The sences eke like Planets do appeare , Each in his sphere , the Heart which doth supply All parts with vitall heate , is Phoebus high ; The liver is the Moone , whose pregnant brests With purple juyce embalmes this Monarchy ; Foure Humours are the Elements , and these The basement doe compose of this celestiall piece . 11. But such a world was our Calista bright , As was the world , before it injurd was , Through Womans weakenesse , and a Serpents spite : For as a seven-fold lustre then did grace Each glorious starre , and planet , in his place ; As then earth bred no plant of bad effects , Nor nourish'd any beast of savage race ; So clearest worth adorn'd in all respects , This peerelesse Dame , who was the glory of her sexe . 12. Sharp-sighted Speculatists perhaps may find The causes of those colours , that array The flowry meades in May , some subtile mind May the abstruse decrees of starres survey , Or light on the ( long sought for ) North-west way Th' Elixir may be found by Art ; the cause Of swift Euripus fluxe , Time may bewray : But never shall appeare in time , or place , So rare a creature , as divine Calista was . 13. Nature turnd Spagyricke in forming her : Of ordinary stuffe shee was not made , But of extracted matter , pure , and cleere , Which Natures Chymistrie prepared had , By separating the good , from the bad : This happy temper did in her impresse , Those rich endowments , with which she was clad ; Vertue , and Beauty ; Women blest with these Become incarnate Angels , earthly Goddesses . 14. As that faire Picture of the Cyprian Queene , Drawne by the Coan Painter , did exceed The bravest pieces , that were ever seene , Though it was not complete , nor finished ; Even so Calista's life though soone it fled , Ere shee of youth had pass'd the vernall Line , Before Time had her to her Solstice led ; Yet this short life of hers was so divine , T●at it long lives of earthly Saints seem'd to out shine . 15. And though her lustre was extinct so soone , Yet shee no Comet was , no falling starre , No fading Meteour , or changing Moone ; But shee a Sphere was , wherein Vertues rare , Like fix'd auspicious Asterismes did glare , Whose glories did the Deitie invite , To free this blessed Orbe , from earthly care , Transposing her to his eternall light , So to augment the splendor of his kingdome bright . 16. Shee was betimes discharg'd from griefes , and feares ; Yea grant , shee might have interrestriall blisse , Exceeded a whole Myriade of yeares ; Yet had shee bin no more like what she is , Than Atomes be to largest substances ; For things finite , no due proportion hold , With any infinite existences : But in some measure , may our eyes behold Her past , and present state , by setting drosse to gold . 17. By helpe of Iacobs staffe , the Artist wise May take the altitude of any starre ; But Iacobs ladder onely will suffice , For us to view those blessings singular , Wherewith all pious Soules enriched are , The pretious bowels of Mount Poosin , Pearles and rich Amber , which the Seas prepare , The choisest gemmes of Natures Magazine , Are meerely counterfeits , compar'd with wealth divine . 18. ( Oh lovely Sexe ) the Worlds most faire halfe part , That ar't by heav'ns high providence designd , To be a coadjutrice , to impart Constant duration , to that mortall kind , Which God hath with his proper image sign'd , This pretious jewells losse doe thou lament , By whom thou didst such estimation finde ; For shee is gone , whose vertues excellent , The chiefest price and lustre to all females lent . 19. ( Ye gentle Ladyes ) Luminaries bright Of this worlds sphere , terrestriall Goddesses , That murther like the Basiliskes with sight , Who are by Natures bounty , grac'd no lesse , Then Arts , and ornaments advantages ; By her example faire discerne , and see The way , that leades to truest happinesse ; Tread ye Calista's pathes , and strive to be As chast , as pious , and as good , as late was shee . 20. Shee was : her glasse is runne ; her periods done ; Oh sentence fraught with dole and dreary care . Shee was esteem'd the ages Parragon , For qualities , and all those habits rare , Wherein heroicall beauties ought to share ; Oh honourd name , and fame that never dyes . Shee is inthron'd above the highest starre , Crown'd with the summe of all felicities ; Oh blisse , not to be seene by any mortall eyes .

Inscriptio funebris .

Haec Niobe tegit , defletque funestus exuvias , celeberrimae D nae . D. Katherinae Paston , quondam Sponsae dilectissimae , dignissimi Viri Gulielmi Paston , Armigeri , filiaeque natu maximae , honoratissimi Domini , Roberti Comitis Lindisiae , Magni Angliae Camerarii , & Constabularii , &c.

Haec Heroina sublimes suos natales summa v●rtute superavit , vixit omnibus tam corporis quàm animi dotibus omnifariàm , abu dèque ornata , & honorata . Ex dolore puerperii pientissimè obiit 3. Calend. Ianuar. An. Dom. 1636

Tres Filiolos spectatissimae , speratissimaeq indolis superstites , mille verò moerores , suis reliquit .

Epicedium . NEedes Shee another Monument of stone , Who had so many better than this one ? All which were Noble Hearts , whom her decease , Transmuted into marble Niobes : Each tombe was arch'd about with weeping eyes , Whom sorrowes blasts , did likewise cristalize : True Piety , Vertue , Love , and honourd Blood , On both sides , as Corinthian columnes stood : Three Children Angels were , which did disperse Youth , Beauty , Wealth , like flowers on each herse : A foliage of humane fraile estate , The basement of the worke did variate : But Glory like a Pyramid above , The Fabricke crown'd , and reach'd the Court of Iove . Though these , renowned Mausoleums were , Yet her sad Consort rear'd this structure here , That future Ages might from it collect , Her matchlesse merit , and his true respect .

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