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To the Lady Bedford.| |
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You that are shee, and you, that's double shee [208] |
In her dead face halfe of yorselfe shall see |
Shee was the other part; for so they doe |
Which build them frindships, become one of two. |
So two that but themselues no third can fitt |
Wch were to bee so when they were not yet |
Twins though theyr birth Cusco and Musco take |
As diuers starrs one constellation make |
Payr'd like two eyes haue æquall motion: so |
Both but one meanes to see, one way to goe. |
Had you dy'd first a carcasse shee had bin |
And wee yor rich Tombe in her face had seene |
Shee like the soule is you, and heere you stay, |
Not a Liue frind, but th'other halfe of Clay. |
And since you act that part, As men say, Heere |
Lyes such a Prince when but a part is there |
And doe all honor and deuotion showe |
Vnto the whole: So wee all reverence you. |
ffor such a frindship who would not adore |
In you, who are all what both were before|. |
Not All, as if some perished by this, |
But so as in you All contracted is.| |
As, of this All, though many parts decay, |
The pure wch elemented them shall stay, |
And though diffusd and spredd in infinite |
Shall recollect and in one all vnite: |
So, Madame, as her soule to heauen is fledd |
Her flesh rests in the Earth as in a bedd
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[CW: Her___] |