Andrew Marvell - An Epitaph

Andrew Marvell - An Epitaph

Enough; and leave the rest to Fame! br 'Tis to commend her, but to name. br Courtship which, living, she declined, br When dead, to offer were unkind: br Nor can the truest wit, or friend, br Without detracting, her commend. br br To say--she lived a virgin chaste br In this age loose and all unlaced; br Nor was, when vice is so allowed, br Of virtue or ashamed or proud; br That her soul was on Heaven so bent, br No minute but it came and went; br That, ready her last debt to pay, br She summ'd her life up every day; br Modest as morn, as mid-day bright, br Gentle as evening, cool as night: br --'Tis true; but all too weakly said. br 'Twas more significant, she's dead.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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