Margaret Cavendish


From Poems, 1653

SOUL'S RAIMENT

Great Nature clothes the soul, which is but thin,
With fleshly garments, which the Fates do spin,
And when these garments are grown old and bare,
With sickness torn, Death takes them off with care,
And folds them up in peace and quiet rest,
And lays them safe within an earthly chest :
The scours them well and makes them sweet and clean,
Fit for the soul to wear those clothes again.


Source:
Seventeenth Century English Verse.
H. J. Massingham, ed.
London: Macmillan & Co., 1931. 33.
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