ESTMINSTER
BY BEAUMONT
Mortality, behold, and fear!
What a change of flesh is here!
Think how many royal bones
Sleep within this heap of stones:
Here they lie had realms and lands,
Who now want strength to stir their hands;
Where from their pulpits, soiled with dust,
They preach, "In greatness is no trust."
Here's an acre sown indeed
With the richest, royal'st seed,
That, the earth did e'er suck in
Since the first man died for sin:
Here the bones of birth have cried,
"Though gods they were, as men they died:"
Here are sands, ignoble things,
Dropt from the ruined sides of kings:
Here's a world of pomp and state
Buried in dust, once dead by fate.
FROM 'PHILASTER, OR LOVE LIES A-BLEEDING'
ARETHUSA'S DECLARATION
Lady--Here is my Lord Philaster.
_Arethusa_--Oh, 'tis well.
Withdraw yourself. _Exit Lady_.
_Philaster_--Madam, your messenger
Made me believe you wished to speak with me.
_Arethusa_--'Tis true, Philaster, but the words are such
I have to say, and do so ill beseem
The mouth of woman, that I wish them said,
And yet am loath to speak them. Have you known
That I have aught detracted from your worth?
Have I in person wronged you? or have set
My baser instruments to throw disgrace
Upon your virtues?
_Philaster_--Never, madam, you.
_Arethusa_--Why then should you, in such a public place,
Injure a princess, and a scandal lay
Upon my fortunes, famed to be so great,
Calling a great part of my dowry in question?
_Philaster_--Madam, this truth which I shall speak will be
Foolish: but, for your fair and virtuous self,
I could afford myself to have no right
To any thing you wished.
_Arethusa_--Philaster, know,
I must enjoy these kingdoms.
_Philaster_--Madam, both?
_Arethusa_--Both, or I die; by fate, I die, Philaster,
If I not calmly may enjoy them both.
_Philaster_--I would do much to save that noble life,
Yet would be loath to have posterity
Find in our stories, that Philaster gave
His right unto a sceptre and a crown
To save a lady's longing.
_Arethusa_--Nay, then, hear:
I must and will have them, and more--
_Philaster_--What more?
_Arethusa_--Or lose that l
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