Funeral E!eg!u; 447 l.LEG. ;. .\ C;AJI'back(brighr Phr£hus)your sky-wandringfteeds Your day is tedious, arid our forrow needs . No Sun : when our fad foHls have loft their light, ,. Why fhoufd our eys no_t find perpetual nrghi: ? , Go to the nether world; and let yonr Rayes · Shine there: Befiow on them our 1bare of dai<&; But fay not, Why.; lefi when report fhall fhow Such caufe of grief,they fa,ll agrieving too, And pray the abfence ofyour refilefs Wain, -. · Which ehen mufi be return'don us again. · , , ._...~ Dear Phr£hu.r grant my fui t; if thou deny'r, . My tear~s fhall blind ~e', and fo make a ni~h~. , : ,, I E. 4- E G 4• DEath, ar~ thou gro~n fonice? cann.o_thing pleafc Thyct_mous palate, but fuch Gates, as thefe! . Or hath thy ra,venous ftomach been o'rprefi · With common diet at thy lafi great feafl ? . I 6~ s .. Or·hafi thou fed fo near, that there is none Now left but delicates to feed upon? Or was this difb fo 'tempting, ,that no power Was left in thee to fiay a.nother hour? . Or didfi thou feedbychance, and not obfertr'd What food it was, but took as fortune carv'd i 'Tis done: Be it or fortunes aCtor thine, It fed the one, whore wane made millions pine. / EL E G. 5.' ENvy now,Purfi wirh joy, and let ~hige eys · Strur! fort wirh famefs ; let thy Collops rife ' Pampred and plump; feed ft,Jll for many years Upon our lofs ; be drunken with our tl!ars : For ..
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