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And on a homely couch did lean her head. Two winking tapers at a distance stood. (For other light ne'er blest that dismal place;) Which made the room look like some sacred urn And she, the sad Effigy of herself. Q. Eliz -- No more; Alas I cannot hear her out Pray rise my lord. Nor -- Oh never till you have pity. Her face & breast, I might discover bare; And looking nearer, I beheld how tears Slid from the fountains of her scarce clos'd Eyes And every breath she fetch'd turn'd to a sigh Quickly, she wak'd, for greif ne'er rested long And starting at my sight, she blush'd & said You find me full of woe, but know my lord 'Tis not for liberty or crowns I weep, But that your Queen think me her Enemy.
