Lord Herbert of Cherbury.
MUST I then see, alas! eternal night
Sitting upon those fairest eyes,
And closing all those
beams, which once did rise
So radiant and bright,
That light and heat in them to us did prove
Oh, if you did delight no more to stay
Upon this low and earthly stage,
But rather chose an
Tell us at least, we pray,
Where all the beauties that those ashes owd
Are now bestowd?
Doth the Sun now his light with yours renew?
Have Waves the curling of your hair?
restore unto the Sky and Air,
The red, and white, and blue?
Have you vouchsafed to flowrs since your
That sweetest breath?
Had not Heavns Lights else in their houses slept,
Or to some private life retird?
Must not the
Sky and Air have else conspird?
And in their Regions wept?
Must not each flower else the earth could
Have been a weed?
But thus enrichd may we not yield some cause
Why they themselves lament no more?
must have changed the course they held before,
And broke their proper Laws,
Had not your beauties
givn this second birth
To Heaven and Earth?
Tell usfor Oracles must still ascend,
For those that crave them at your tomb
Tell us, where
are those beauties now become,
And what they now intend:
Tell us, alas, that cannot tell our grief,
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