Thomas Carew. Another [Epitaph on the Lady Mary Villiers].

Thomas Carew

ANOTHER.

[EPITAPH ON THE LADY MARY VILLIERS]

THE purest soul, that e'er was sent
Into a clayey tenement,
Inform'd this dust ; but the weak mould
Could the great guest no longer hold :
The substance was too pure, the flame
Too glorious, that thither came.
Ten thousand Cupids brought along
A grace on each wing, that did throng
For place there, till they all oppress'd
The seat in which they sought to rest :
So the fair model broke, for want
Of room to lodge th' inhabitant.

Source:
Vincent, Arthur, ed. The Poems of Thomas Carew.
London: George Routledge & Sons, Ltd., nd. 76-77.

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