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A funeral-oration upon Favorite, my Lady * * * lap-dog by a person of quality.
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Person of quality.
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Wing F2539; ESTC R23351
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Graces follow her Sometimes with her in Coach Tride Young Cupids runing by our side Sometimes she Walks with Noble gate Whilst I and Ruine on her wait Till kindly favouring my Feet She makes her own bright Arms my Seat What wou'd you give Alass to be Urania's Favorite like me With her at Table do I Eat And take my Dinner from her Plate Or standing at her Chair am fed Receiving from her hand the Bread What wou'd you give Alass to be Urania's Favorite like me Me on her lovely Lap she lays With me she Sports with me she plays Sometimes her bosom's Snow I beat With Sportive motion of my Feet Sometimes her Mouth I Kiss and Sip The Nectar from her Rosy Lip What wou'd you give Alass to be Urania's Favorite like me At Night I follow her to Bed And on her Bosom lean my Head The little God of Love and I Together on one Pillow lie The Dog which in the Heav'ns appears And Shines among the glorious Stars I Envy not while here I rest For there is Heaven in her Breast What wou'd you give Alass to be Urania's Favorite like me But it is time that I were gone I 've told my tale and so have done Poor Man you Sigh Alass I fear Urania then is too Severe Farewell and may my Mistress be To you as gentle as to me AN Heroic Elegy Upon the DEFUNCT aforesaid Out of the Author of Prince A Quis desiderio sit pudor aut modus Tam chari capitis NOW was the Eastern Sky-dy'd purple spread For fair Aurora's radiant Feet to tread And now the beauteous Morn began to rise Streaking with rosy light the smiling Skies The Fulgent Sun had with an early ray Depo'sd the Shades and Reintron'd the Day When in a Gloomy Cave that nature made In a dark Rock and cover'd with the shade Of spreading Trees that Day cou'd not Invade Pensive Urania fill'd with Grief and dread And pale confusion droopt her lovely Head With rage dilated and with Sorrow blown Like glowing Aetna on Plinlimmon thrown A Velvet Bonnet on her Head and drest For lightness in a thin Embroider'd Vest Wild with her grief distracted with dispair She Strikes her throbbing Breast tears off her Hair And with her Piercing Screams disturbs the Air. When the fierce Tempest had its fury broke With a deep Sigh the Sad Urania spoke Oh my dear Dog how mild had been my doom Hadst thou escap'd I suffer'd in thy room Oh that to see this fatal hour I live And thee and all that 's dear in Life Survive Such on the Ground the fading Rose we see By some rude blast torn from the Parent Tree But sure I shall not long thy absence Mourn I 'le hast to thee thou 'lt not to me return My ill presaging Dreams are brought to bed I started in my Sleep and cry'd my Dog is dead O righteous Heav'n why hast thou rang'd this day Against me all thy Judgments in array On me let all thy Fiery Darts be spent Let not my Crime involve the Innocent And cruel Death Sure Thou wast Nurs'd on th' horrid Alps high tops And feedst thy Hunger with Cerberean Sops Hard marble Rocks might with more ease relent And fire and plague learn sooner to repent Cease heav'nly Viols cease harmonious Flutes Besounding Dulcimers and tuneful Lutes May dire Convulsions for a dismal space Distort pale nature wresting from its place This Globe set to the Sun 's more oblique view And wrench the Poles some Leagues yet more askew Thick Thunderclaps and Lightnings livid glare Disturb the Sky and trouble all the Air. Eclipses Comets Meteors Lightnings Storms Murders and Monsters of tremendous forms Fierce Alpine Allobrogs with slaughter fed In snows and everlasting Winter bred Outrage Distraction Clamor Tumult reign Since Favorite 's gone and ne're will come again Why did not Comets shake their fiery hair And trail their flaming Trains along the Air Why did not Flakes of fire the World amaze And intermixt prodigious Meteors blaze Impetuous roar oreturn Heavens lofty Towers And starry fragments fall in burning showers Conflicting Billows against Billows dash Thunder ' gainst Thunder roar Lightnings ' gainst Lightnings flash Swords clash with Swords Bucklers on Bucklers bray And thro' the World a horrid din convey All mingle Tears your Cries together flow And form a hideous harmony of Woe Oh Fav'rite worthy of a milder fate But Death's blind strokes distinguish not the Great Scarce two full Golden-years are stol'n away Which in Love's Calendar scarce make a Day Wheh first on thee my circling Arms I flung And on thy Neck o'rewhelm'd with Joy I hung A velvet Cap did then thy head equip If my decay'd Remembrance does not trip Too dark th' Eternal's ways are too profound For the most sharp created Wit to sound But sure thy loss was not in Anger meant Heav'n is too just and thou too Innocent page Thou cam'st of the Islandine Noble Race That right Descent from the swift Eurus trace Of lofty Stature and a graceful Air Fear'd by the Males and favour'd by the Fair. Thy Hair Celestial finely spun and wove On Looms divine by all the skill above Bleach'd in th' empyreal Plains till white as Snow Made the long Robe that to thy Feet did flow Let me my Sorrow thus express 't is true A fruitless Grief but all that Love can do Mean time we must this last kind Office pay And Favo'rite's Body to the Dome convey Where his Illustrious Fathers lye Interr'd Who reign'd by Females lov'd by others fear'd Painted and drawn with great Magnificence In lasting Oyl bought at a vast expence Once more Dear Dog farewel till we above Meet in the blissful Realms of Light and Love FINIS In the Epistle Dedicatory Page 5. Line 13. read Support instead of Suppress page 24. 244. 14. 14. 9. 177. 240. 251. 11. 20. 42. 12. 9. 14. 178. 159. 65. 219. 228. 220. 240. 11. 12. 165. 16. 156. 152. 165. 249.