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Keying and markup guidelines are available at the Text Creation Partnership web site . eng Brathwait, Frances, d. 1633. 2003-02 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2003-03 Apex CoVantage Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2003-04 Olivia Bottum Sampled and proofread 2003-04 Olivia Bottum Text and markup reviewed and edited 2003-06 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion ANNIVERSARIES UPON HIS PANARETE . — Par nulla figura dolori . LONDON , Imprinted by Felix Kyngston and are to be sold by Robert Bostock , at the Kings Head in Pauls Church-yard . 1634. Looke not upon me , because I am blacke , Cant. 1. 6. To the indeered memory of His ever loved , never too much lamented PANARETE , Mris FRANCES BRATHWAIT . A distilling Viall of Funerall teares obsequiously offered . MELPOMENE . MVSE , thou hast oft to others griefes beene knowne , " Now shew a reall passion in thine owne . NIOBE . I 'Le not invoke , as othersuse , " The influence of any Muse ; " The Muses nine shall be no other , " Than O●…phans nine to mone their Mother . Anniversaries upon his PANARETE . WEpe ! no ; I will not : that would ease mine heart ; ●…he burden of my griefes shal beare a part In sadder Straines : Still-running Rivers are Ever the deep●…st : Not a tear●… shall share In my discomfort : They that can allay Their griefes with teares , are Mourners for a day . Nor will I cast my Sorrowes on my backe , Nor cloath them , as our Painters vse , in blacke ; Such clothing's meere dissembling : many weare A sable habit , and distill a teare , Who can dispense with griefe : which I detest ; Though Pictures be by Shadowes best exprest To Native Symmetrie : wee cannot so Paint our essentiall Portraiture of woe . O Nïobe ! that Story writ of thee Shall borrow life and lineament from mee . I 'm stupid growne , and by continuate mone A livelesse-senselesse metamorphos'd stone . Where shall I then retire , dejected man ? But like the Desart-hanting Pellican , To ●…ome darke Lawne , close Cell , or remo●…e plac●… , Where I may takefull view of 〈◊〉 ; And mak●… my selfe the Embleme ? Where delight In melancholy walkes , and Birds of night Shall feed my pensive passion , and in time Make my retired bosome Sorrowes Shrine . The throbbing Turtle having lost his Spouse , Will not on an●… bloome or blossome brouse , No●… roust on any twigge that 's fresh or green●… , But like a Recluse live unknowne , unseene . The chaste-choice Bird Porphyrio , left alone , ( Reft of his Mate ) converts his mirth to mone ; Famine's his food , darkesilence his repose , Lost Love the Loome , his Life the Webbe of woes . Retir'd hee liues , not seene converse with any , His comforts few , his discontentments many ; Dew-trickling teares , like Christall Rills distill , Which forme a funer●…ll habit to his will. To live he loaths , for while he lives he tries Nought good in life , till it expires and dies . If Birds o th' Aire such heavie Aires send forth , Deepe-drain'd must mine be , or they 'r little worth . Had she beene , like too many of our Nation , Expos'd to riot , or engag'd to fashion ; Or enter'd parley with an amorous Mate , Or for a toy impaun'd her husbands state ; Or like a private Gossip , wip'd her moúth , And in a corner had a luscious tooth ; Or showne a tempest in a furrow'd brow , Or beene averse what she was mou'd unto ; Or seaz'd by various humours ; or opprest With spleene and passion ; or reserv'd a Brest To nourish jealous thoughts ; observ'd no Lawes ; Or ta'ne exception when there was no cause ; Or heard aspersions with a longing eare , And made them ever worser than they were . Had she beene such , by all mine hopes , I vow , I should haue mourn'd in clothes , as others doe , And with a sable habit cloth'd my skin , But worne a cheerefull Nuptiall Robe within ; And ioy'd like those , who , when the storme is done , Refresh themselves in seeing of the Sunne . Yea , e're th'Rosemary Sprigs and fragrant flowers Stucke on those ashy corpse , which once were ours , Should lose their beauty or their odor sweet , Or Moth or worme should pierce her shrouding sheet . I 'd dride my teares , clozing her obits thus , " Adew ! th' art fitter farre for Earth than us . None Such was mine ! her vertues were too pure To feed fond fancy with a forraine lure . Fixt was her eye on heav'n , while ev'ry sense In doing good strove for preeminence . In distinct houres shee would divide the day , To walke , write , worke , to meditate and pray : Her first fruits were for Heav'n ; her second cares Pitcht their resolves on temporall affaires : For Mine held Time of higher estimate Than to expose it at so vile a rate , As to bestow 't on trifles : ev'ry houre Was her improver ; not a budding flower ( Such sacred contemplation did awake her ) But stampt in her the mem'ry of her Maker . Yea , of such sweet compassion shee was , As not one subtile graine of sand did passe Through th' glassie Crevet , but each single graine ( So loath she was that ought should fall in vaine ) Wrought in her thoughts an Embleme ; which shee 'd thus In her devoutest privacy discusse . " Howres , minutes , moments , yee distilling sands " Whereon our lives dimension meerely stands , " Diviner use of you I cannot make , " Than by your swifter current to awake " My long-depressed thoughts , and lodge them there " In that pure orbe , where you must not appeare . " Hence then this benefit doe I receive , " As sands doe summon me unto my Grave , " It shall be my sole comfort , supreme care , " Each minute for my passage to prepare : " That when my vading breath shall cease in me , " I may plant there where I desire to be . " O Soule ! wouldst thou but eie these sands that fall , " And how thou canst not one of these recall " With myriads of teares , thou wouldst esteeme " Nothing more precious than to redeeme " Th' expense of mis-spent time , and strive to show " A patterne unto others what to doe : " That every minute might a modell give " To thee and thine both how to love and live . Thus would my PANARETE meditate , And thus with Death would she expostulate , To make him more familiar ; which was wrought By sleighting Death , t' enioy Him whom she sought . But leaving these , Deare MVSE relater be Of her descent and honour'd Familie ; Ennobled by her spotlesse vertuous name , To prove those Ancestors from which she came . Neere Darlington was my Deare Darling borne , Of noble house , which yet beares Honors forme , Teese-seated Sockbourne , where by long descent Cogniers were Lords , their Countries ornament ; Which by that antient Monument appeares , Rear'd in the Chancell there for many yeares ; Where th'Ancestor such an Exploit perform'd , As hee by Fame and victory adorn'd , Made his Successours glorious , which I wish ( And crowne my wishes Heav'n ! ) may live in his : Meane time I this relation will omit , Because * elsewhere I have recorded it . But what 's a Family but style or name , Vnlesse preserved by a vertuous Fame ? And this she had , which did perfume her life , ( Like a most precious odor ) Maid and Wife . Pure were her thoughts , her Actions without staine , Grace was her Guide , and Godlinesse her Gaine . She breathes not that liv'd freer from suspect , Nor courted vanity with more neglect ; Pride was her scorne , Humilitie her Prize , And Heav'n the Object where she fixt her eyes . Yea , there was nought on Earth she more did love , Than Fame by reall goodnesse to improve : So as , ev'n those which knew her by report , Admir'd that which they heard , and fam'd her for 't : Teares trickling stream'd frō Neighbors eyes ; exprest Those silent sorrowes treasur'd in their brest : While with joynt voice , made hoarse through griefe , they cride , " None ever liv'd more lov'd , or moaned , dide . Nor was shee vaine in habit or attire , A modest-matron Weed was her desire ; That habit solely tender'd her delight , Which made her comely in her Makers sight . No painting , pu●…sting , poudring of the haire , No C●…russe cheeke , no azur'd brest laid bare , To take deluded eyes ; fantasticke toyes , Wherein corrupted fancy onely joyes , Ne're lur'd her love : Her Maxime us'd to bee , " Shee weares best clothes , that weares to her degree , Yet was she neate ; atti●…d in such a manner , As she wo●…e nought but properly became her : Nor carelesse , neither curious would she seeme , But in her habit to retaine esteeme ; Whose gracefull pres●…nce did so well besit , I●… gave a grace to her , and she to it . For to describe her Person , which shall be , As was her selfe , compos'd of modestie , Her Beauty was her owne , a native red Got by a modest blush , her tincture , fed By Feare and Fancy ; No complexion bought From Shop e're toucht her Shape , nor euer wrought On her affection ; rather high than low Appear'd her stature , that the Age might know Nature did owe her nothing , taking care To make her proper , as her forme was faire . Nor can I vye in my trueteares with these Who faigne an Idoll of Hyperboles : As to compare the tresses of her haire To purest Lydian threds , which subtile ayre Dishevels ; or her smooth-ascending Front Vnto a Beacon , or some rising Mount For prospect glorious ; nor those Lampes of light To burnish'd Diamonds , which beday the night With their diffused lustre ; nor her teeth To Orient pearles ; nor her roseat breath To Nectar or Ambrosian rivolets ; Nor Lips to Rubies dipt in Violets : Nor with description upon ev'ry part To make my griefe a curious Scene of Ar●… , To give a relish to a liq'rish tast , And so forget what dishes should be plac'd At this sad funerall feast : No , Dearest , no , My grounded griefes cannot be razed so . Colours well laid , and such are dyde in graine Are of that substance , they 'll admit no staine ; The more you wash , the more you lose your time , And so it fares with these extreames of mine . I cannot artfully show what she was , But sure she did all mortals farre surpasse In my conceipt , nor needs he any art To pensill Her , whose feature 's in his Hart : Which a more living deepe impression beares Than all our Art-expressive Characters . This , were my breast unript , would make more ●…how Than all our Limners with their art can do●… . So as , I cannot chuse but highly taxe These Mimick Mourners , who like Shrines in waxe Can mould their faces to what forme you please , And varnish o're their Deare Loves Obsequies With high poeticke raptures : whereas sense Of grounded griefe admits no Eloquence : " He that is truely wounded and heart-sicke " Will ne're converse with flowers of Rhetoricke . Let it suffice , nought could in woman be , If good , were not in her espous'd to me ▪ Chast was my choice ; so choice , as ne're was br●…d A 〈◊〉 Con●…ort both for boord and bed . Besides , where e're I walke , I gather thence Apparent tokens of her Providence : Although I seeke her , whom I cannot find , I finde Inventions of her pregnant mind Exprest in ev'ry Arbour : quicke conceite S●…cer'd by 〈◊〉 to support a state ; Without too much restraint or libertie , Not domine●…ring in a familie , Nor too remisse ; nor lavish , nor too spare ; Carefull , yet wise to moderate her care ; Rich in a frugall bounty , while content Smil'd on her brow , whether she spar'd or spent ▪ So as , in all domesticall affaires So sweetly mixt were her well-temper'd cares , As if she had beene from her childhood bred , And th' Oeconomicks solely studied . Nor did her cautious providence extend Wholly to thoughts of frailty , which take end From time and mutability ; O , no! She thought of th'place , whereto all Mortals go ; And that she might with Preparation store her , She had her Shrouding-Sheet still laid before her , As a Memoriall ; which , during breath , Might represent to her the face of Death : With which , that she might make her selfe more fit , Thus shee 'd familiarly converse with it . " SHROVD , thou art all that 's left me to my grave , " To cloathe this poore Remainder which I have ; " Pray thee be my Remembrancer , and now " Put me in minde o th' place where I must goe . " Vile vaile of frailty ! pray thee still be nie , " And be my Lecture , " to prepare to die . And that she might leave pledges of her love On earth below , as she had done above , Rings on her Husbands Sisters she bestowes , For a Remembrance , which expressely showes The goodnesse of her Nature , being knowne To tender them as dearely as her owne . Shee sets her house in order , and applies Her will to Gods ; and dies before she dies . Some Countries I have red of , who did ●…se , When by Election they their Princes chuse , Pieces of Stone or mettall to present , Which they would chuse to be their monument , Tombe , or Triumphant Vrne ; for they renoune A royall death before a regall Crowne . This use or custome may be well applide , To my now glorious Heav'n-infranchis'd Bride , Who lodg'd Deaths modell ever in her eyes , And in her thoughts that sole-sufficient prize , Which of a Mortall , an immortall makes , And loos●…h nought by those that share in stakes . Glorious resolves ! When , while we mortals are , For heav'n on earth , wee'dresse our highest care ▪ And so enspheere our thoughts in Him we love , That though our Foot 's below , our Faith 's above , Such doe not prize Rase , jeat , nor Porphyry , To give a Cover to Mortality . The Thracian Marble naturally wrought To be their Shrine is least of all their thought . A Mansion more transcendent is their aime , While they reflect on th'placefrō whence they came . Both which reflexive aimes did her attend , To crowne her gracious life with glorious end . DORCAS full of good workes and almes too , The lively Embleme of my lovely Doe ; Widdowes stood weeping , and with griefe disma●…d , Shewing the coates and garments DORCAS made ; All which commends may be applide , and more , To Her , whose hand made garments for the poore . Besides rich Needle-work●…s , which antient use Approves to store and beautifi●… an hous●… . Which patternes when I see , needes must appeare Still in mine eie a Monumentall t●…are . Shall I expresse her Love ! it might be made Equall to what the Roman Matron said , " Where thou art Caius , I am Caia too , " Nor will I act what Caius would not doe ▪ What s●…cred-secret union was this , Where nought was don●… by Her , implide not His ? And such was mine ; and happy was the time , When I might truly living style her mine . No mount , no vale , no shady Laune nor g●…ove , But in her presence were receipts of love ; Locall Idaeas , where all comforts were Cloz'd in one abstract , while her selfe lodg'd there . For where Wit , neatnesse , goodnesse joyntly meet , That subject needs must be perfections seat , And such was mine ; neat to delight the eye , Good to improve her life , and pregnancy Of sweet-chaste-choice conceipts to cheere the eare , And raise Invention to an higher Spheare . Which puts me now in minde of various flowers And Posies too , which at retired hou●…es Her richer Fancy used to devise For Bracelets , rings , and other rarities ; In which , ingenious modesty would show Emblemes of Love , and teach an Artist too His just dimension ; Such would She compose , Crowning invention with a vertuous close . One day , two rings with Posies I receav'd , In which were these inscriptions ingrav'd : By THIS ( th'devise , a bleeding Heart ) I LIVE , YET THIS ( see her affection ! ) I GIVE : On th' inner brimme these words inscribed were , THIS ( heart ingraven ) IS NEARE , YET YOV AS DEARE . The nexta Garter-ring , and on the knot Was this in Capitals distinctly wrot : THIS ( and may this be sacred ) WHEN I DYE FATE ( and too soone came it ) MAY THIS VNTYE . Within the wreaths , these words addrest unto me , Sir , IF YOV LOOSE ME ( aye me ! ) YOV VNDOE ME , Such quaint conceipts allai'd more serious cares , But suffer'd no neglect in her affaires : For her stay'd thoughts surpast her yeares , and told The World , that 't is Discretion which makes old The bloomingst youth ; which stood confirm'd in ours , Who , though but young in yeares , was old in houres . And now , me-thinkes , in silent shade I heare The Answer of that Sage sound in mine eare ; Who much perplext , and walking all-alone , Was askt by one , what He was thinking on : " I 'm thinking , Sir , quoth he , of my dead wife , " Wherein she ere offend't me all hee life , " That thought thereof might bid me cease to mone , " And so allay my griefe , but I find none . " This makes my Sorrowes infinitely prest , " And addes new store to re — possesse my brest . " Besides , this draines fresh rivers from mine eyes , " For that sufficiently I could not prize " The height or weight of her unequall'd losse , " Before I felt mine unsupported crosse . These thoughts of his deare Spouse his ioyes exil'd , And caus'd this antient Sage to play the child . Reflect on thy sad Scene ; peruse each clause ; And poize thy griefes , if they have not like cause . Did sne ere give occasion of offence ? Or if she did , would not her penitence Resolve it into teares ? did she not share In thy discomforts , and allay thy care With her discreete advice ? and yeeld increase Vnto thy Comforts , by partaking these ? Would she not joy , and in her joyes o'reflow When she saw smoothnesse smile upon thy brow , Could ought affect thine humour , shee 'd not make The Object of her pleasure for thy sake ? No , heav'n thou know'st , all these her life exprest ; Which are with teares recorded in my brest . BVT pause a while ! canst thou be said to breath , And breathlesse Shee sleepe in the armes of death ? Husband and Wife are two-united-one , How can I live then when my selfe is gone ? Gone to her gaine , my losse ; unvalued losse ! Yet should her Christian Crowne allay my Crosse , Could I appease my passion , which springs From brackish streames of humane sufferings : While Reason with my Passion dictates thus : " How is 't , that you incense both Fate and Us " With your incessant mourning ? you will say " Shee 's dead whom you so lov'd ; 't is true , but pray , " What was she borne for ? or what made of ? Earth " Her composition , whence shee tooke her birth ; " Her feet fraile ●…ases , though of purest mold ; " Where th' Groundworke's weak , the Building cannot hold . " Did not that Consumption●…unne ●…unne " ( Whereof she dide ) to Mother , daughter , sonne , " Before it seaz'd on her ? Eldest was shee , " Yet last surpriz'd , as one reserv'd for thee . " Wouldst but consider what to thee is sent , " Others have felt , thou wouldst be more content . " Yea , but againe you 'l say , shee dyed young , " And might by course of Nature have liv'd long . " Goe to th' Embrodred Theatre of ours " Deckt with variety of choicest flowers , " Where you shall find some meldew'd in their prime , " Some blasted , others pruned 'fore their time ; " Not one 'mongst tenne but cul●…ed in their youth , " And those are left , doe perish in their grouth . " These spring , & sprung untimely blasts do take them , " Those grow , and growne then winter comes to shake them . " Nor is 't in these , but in all else that breath , " Both Youth and Age are subject unto death . " Nor should it be unto our humane forme " More strange to dye , than for us to be borne . " Recount those Heroës that were styl'd divine , " Renoun'd for famous actions in their time , " What 's left of all their glory ? a straite urne " After such spatious conquests serv'd their turne . " Where 's all those specious Dames , whose very sight " Darkned the lustre of the Chrysolite ; " Whose richer beauties seemed to bestow " Mintage on all inferiour beauties too , " And seem'd exempt frō frailty ? those ev'n shun them " Dead and deform'd , who , living , doated on them : " Their beauteous Bodies earth-reduced formes , " Their eyes darke Cranies to encloister wormes . " Hee then or shee the happiest appeares " That dies the youngst , because he sheds least teares : " Since Life is such a vaine-deceiving sleepe , " Wee dreame of joyes , but when we wake , wee weepe . " Yea , but you 'l say , Shee was with vertues blest , And might improve the place which shee possest " By her example ! Doe you therefore grieve That for her Countrey shee should Exile leave ? O doe not so maligne her happinesse ! " This were t'adjorne fruition of her blisse " For humane ends ; Her vertues are her Crowne , " And those Examples which her life hath showne " Surviving Annals which can never dye , " But still embalme her pretious memory " So long as Time keepes minutes : " Cease to mone ; " 'T is sinne to mourne for such a Saintly one : " Whose death 's her wreath , her palme her periode , " Her Epithalamie her dying ode ▪ " Cease then your fruitlesse wishes ; they 'r in vaine ; " Nor Prayers nor Teares can call her backe againe . " But should Heav'ns grant this suit perferr'd by thee , " Her losse were greater than thy gaine could bee . " Her joyes are infinite , thine finite are , " And 'twixt these two there can be no compare . " For what 's this world , but a painted blisse , " Where few or want or have what they could wish ! " Doe no●… give reines then to thy furious will , " Shee lov'd thee well , why shouldst thou wish her ill ? These Dictates on my Senses wrought some force , Though Sense told Reason , Nature must have course ! " Too well knows hee his moane with mirth to season , " Who in his griefes applies his Eare to Reason ▪ But to impressive were these prints of griefe To tender me such expedite reliefe : Too deepe those Characters to be defac'd , Or so by Reason or perswasion raz'd ; As no Remaines were left to gather head , No●… in my birth of Sorrowes to succeed . For then , ev'n then , when Reasons selfe affords Some rayes of comfort , her last dying words Renue my wounds , and adde unto the store Of those old griefes I parlyed with before . And blame me not , that these effects were such , Who so forgets them , Hee affects not much . For if these halfe-breath'd words of dying men To strangers pretious be , who knew not them , What will the voyce of one doe whom wee love ? What strange impressions leave ? how strongly move ? When it cals to us from the Death-bed too , And with eyes fixt on heav'n's addrest to goe From this vaine vale , these ●…ew but evill daies , O what a conflict doth-each accent raise ! Griefe and affection struggle to inclose them , The Heart becomes a Casket to repose them : No Syllable is lost , nought uttered By that weake-faltring tongue unregistred : Knowing , that in short space , that very tongue , Whose weake-breath'd Organs tun'd their dying song , And as yet speake , and all attention move , By friendly accents , in their Eares that lov●… , Shall in eternall silence be ty'de up , And from the Eare of Mortals ever shut ; So as , those dying words you heard before With their sweet sound shall ne're salute you more . And such were mine ; O that the Judge of time Would have repriv'd her to be longer mine ! But let me not offend ; Heav'ns pardon me , If Passion make me speake too forwardlie ! Now to her dying words let me descend , Sweetly deliver'd , while her sweetest end Was now approaching ; just the very same , Though not so moving , as from whence they c●…me . " Sir , ( with a dying-smile , these words she spake , " While her weake-beating pulse my hand did take ) " I 'm going from you , and must recommend " These little ones now to you at mine end , " To whom you must father and mother be , " And in their Image , Sir , remember me . " Be it your care , next to your supreme care , " To tender these , in whom none h'as a share " But yo●…r deare selfe ; by all my hopes I vow , " Not one strai'd thought estrang'd their birth from you : " No●… did you e're conceipt it ; For wee were " By Nuptiall tye fix'd in one sacred spheere , " Where Twin-like Love such graces did bestow , " As neither lik'd , what th' other lov'd not too . " Deare your respect to me , to you was mine , " And so were you opinion'd all our time . " For since I h●…ld the title of a wife , " I n'ere ey'd pleasing Object all my life " But in your pr●…sence , ( and heavens forgive ) " If that delight made me desire to live , " So constantly was my affection fixt , " As it was ne're with forraigne fancy mixt , " But pure as is the Fire ; Which to requi●…e , " Let these be in your thought , when least in sight ; " These younglins , tender in their mothers ●…ye , " Whom they must want , and you are to supply . " Let them have breeding , Sir , by your dispose , " It is a portion that they cannot Iose. " Correct them too , yet let them understand " That their Correction's from a Fathers hand . " — Now with a Mothers Blessing , Babes , adjeu , " Your Mother takes her lasting leave of you . " For you , Sir , as God's pleased to bestow " Much on you , so make use of what you know ; " O doe not hide your Tal●…nt in the g●…ound , " But let your knowing life with fruits abound●… " Feare God for love , more than for feare of Hell ; " Heav'n be our meeting — Dearest Love farewell . " — So , now my race is done , mine Houre-glasse run , " Come , my Lord Iesu , my sweet Iesu come . WHAT a choice-curious piece of Clay was this Which gave her forme ! Which forme sh●…ll be in blisse , Cloath'd with immortall beauty and divine , Not subject to mortality or time , When it shall rise againe ; and rise it must From this poore shell of Earth , or Shrine of dust Where it lies now inter●…'d ; to re-appeare Fuller of lustre than it shined heere : Rankt with triumphant Quires , where length of daie●… Is the sole-sov'raigne subject of their praise : While her heav'n-mounting Soule with airy wings Sings glorious Paeans to the King of kings . Cloze then thy funerall Ode , sinc●… thou maist heare This sound from ev'ry mouth to ev'ry Eare ; " Her due deserts this sentence on her gives , " She dyes to life , yet in her death she lives , She live●… in fame above the reach of death , An●… from her ashes doe such odour●… breath Of her surviving vertues , as they prove No death so sweet as th●…irs who goodnesse love . For though they seeme unto our Senses dead , The Branches of their living actions spread , From whence no bloomes nor blossomes onely shoot , But to succeeding ages store of frui●… . And such was mine ; once mine ; now from mine eyes Ta'ne , to obtaine a more transcendent prize Than earth could give her : and heav'ns will be done ! My night is comming , but her day 's begun . In silent passion then , or as griefes be , When they doe labour of an Extasie , Retire , and when thousee'st Earth-minded men Bemoane inferiour losses , Smile at them . And if they aske thee why thou can'st not grieve , Tell them , Discretion will not give thee leave . Vaine griefes can worke no such effect in thee , Thy teares are treasur'd for PANARETE . If they aske What Shee was , bid them heere read ; If they aske Where Shee is , in teares write , DEAD . FINIS . 1 Epitaph . FOr rites of holy Church which Christians have , Quires of blest Angels sing her to her grave ; For hallow'd candles , vertues give her light , And forme a day of a sad funerall night ; For ●…els . good workes , which ring so sweet a chime , As they doe sound he●… mortally-divine ; For An●…hems and Memorials of the dead , With Saintly Orisons solemnized : For Shrines of Raze or monumentall Brasse , A living fame ; her Epitaph : I WAS. " Cease then your friendly Sorrow , 't were a Sin " To weepe for Her ; reserve your teares for Him. 2 Epitaph . MArch dust more worth thā a kings ransome is ; Which proverbe may be verifide by ●…his , ●…his pretious gage lest here to Earth in trust ; Who on the sev'nth of March resolv'd to 〈◊〉 . Upon her onely Sister . 3 Epitaph . IN this Vine interred lyes One , who clos'd from mortall eyes , ●…yes that Day which knowes no night , Spheared in her Makers sight ; Who to crowne her Day with blisse , Hath vouchsaf'd to style her his . " Life so ended , is begun , " Farre from Death , when Death h 'as done . Upon he●… dearest Fannie . 4 Epitaph . ILost a Mother for a Grave , And by it I two Mothers have ; Earth , and mine owne deare Mother too , In whose bare brest I slumber now : " My corps sleep ( Mother Earth ) in thee ▪ " While Angels sing my Lullabee . PANARETIS 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 TEISIS me genuit , Sponsatam W●…STRIA cepit , Corpus CANDALIVM , pectus OLYMPVS habe●… . Notes, typically marginal, from the original text Notes for div A16647-e340 Her Family . * In his REMAINES AFTER DEATH . Her Fame . Her Habit. A modest Descri●…tion of her Person ; taxing the use of for●…'d Hyperboles . Her Providence . 〈◊〉 of m●…tallor 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 t●… Princes , i●… s●…me 〈◊〉 , upon their Election , which they wil make ch●…ice of ●…o be their Tombe . Us●… of that 〈◊〉 ●…o her appli●…d : in h●…r convo●… t●… her bea●…ficall estate . DORCAS Needle-works to her applied . He●… love ●…xpressed and made 〈◊〉 with that of Caia , wif●… to Caius Tranquillus . Her Posies . The perplexed Sages answere ; " Hee was be - " thinking " himselfe " wherein his " Spouse ever " offended " him , to allay " that 〈◊〉 " sorow which " had so possest " him , but " could finde " none : And " how Hee " never suffici - " ently prized " the height or " weight of " her lesse , ●…ill " he fel●… i●… . Reasons dictate with Passion . Her dying-words , at his late and l●…st 〈◊〉 from her , 〈◊〉 her childr●…n 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Fath●…rs care . Never did one strai'd ●…ought estrange her from him . Her vowed affection s●… constantly fixed on him , as it never eyed Object with delight , but in his presence . Choicest vertues our ●…hiefest honours , our sweetest odours . Hee clozeth her funeral Ode , with an Extasie or passionate silence . Notes for div A16647-e8520 Obiit Mar●…ii vijo ▪ Anno Dom. 1633.