Before the Birth of one of her Children.
All things within this fading world hath end,
Adversity doth still our joyes attend;
No tyes so strong, no friends so dear and sweet,
But with deaths parting blow is sure to meet.
The sentence past is most irrovocable, 5.
A common thing, yet oh inevitable;
How soon, my Dear, death may my steps attend,
How soon’t may be thy Lot to lose thy friend,
We both are ignorant, yet love bids me
These farewell lines to recommend to thee, 10.
That when that knot’s unty d that made us one,
I may seem thine, who in effect am none.
And if I see not half my dayes that’s due,
What nature would, God grant to yours and you;
The many faults that well you know I have, 15.
Let be interr’d in my oblivions grave;
If any worth or virtue were in me,
Let that live freshly in thy memory
And when thou feel’st no grief, as I no harms,
Yet love thy dead, who long lay in thine arms: 20.
And when thy loss shall be repaid with gains
Look to my little babes my dear remains.
And if thou love thyself, or loved’st me
These O protect from step Dames injury.
And if chance to thine eyes shall bring this verse, 25.
With some sad sighs honour my absent Herse;
And kiss this paper for thy love’s dear sake,
Who with salt tears this last Farewel did take.