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Mary of Modena d	A
Dark was the shade where only cou'd be seen	B
Disasterous Yew that ever balefull green	B
Distructive in the field of old when strung	C
Gloomy o'er graves of sleeping warriours hung	C
Deep was the wild recess that not an ear	D
Which grudged her praises might the accents hear	D
Where sad ARDELIA mourn'd URANIA's Death	E
In sighs which seem'd her own expireing breath	E
In moving Sylables so often broke	F
That more then Eloquence the anguish spoke	F
Urging the tears which cou'd not give relief	G
But seem'd to propagate renewing grief	G
Lamira near her sat and caught the sound	H
Too weak for ecchoing rocks which fixt the bound	H
For Clifts that overlook't the dangerous wave	I
Th'unhappy Vessels or the Sailors grave	I
The pittying Nymph whom sympathy constrain'd	J
Ask't why her friend thus heavily complain'd	J
Why she retired to that ill omen'd spot	K
By men forsaken and the World forgot	K
Why thus from light and company she fled	L
And living sought the mansions of the Dead	L
Her head reclined on the obdurate stone	M
Still uttering low but interrupted moan	M
In which URANIA she to all prefer'd	N
And with her seem'd unactive or interr'd	N
As if all virtues of the polish't mind	O
All excellencies of the female kind	O
All wining graces in Urania join'd	P
As if perfection but in her was seen	B
And Her least dignity was England's Queen	B
Thou hast discrib'd her pleas'd ARDELIA cry'd	P
As thou hadst known her awfull without pride	P
As thou in Her Domestick train hadst stood	P
And seen her great and found her warmly good	P
Duely maintaining her exalted place	Q
Yet condescending with attractive grace	Q
Recall'd be days when ebon locks o'erspread	P
My youthfull neck my cheeks a bashfull red	P
When early joys my glowing bosom warm'd	P
When trifles pleas'd every pleasure charm'd	P
Then eager from the rural seat I came	R
Of long traced Ancestors of worthy name	R
To seek the Court of many woes the source	S
Compleated by this last this sad divorce	S
From her to whom my self I had resign'd	P
The Sovereign Mistress of my vanquish't mind	P
Who now survive but to attend her hearse	T
With dutious tribute of recording verse	T
In which may truth with energy be found	P
And soft as her compassion be the sound	P
Bless't were the hours when thro' attendance due	P
Her numerous charms were present to my view	P
When lowly to her radiant eyes I bowed	P
Suns to my sight but Suns without a cloud	P
Towards me their beneficial aspect turn'd	P
Imprest my duty and my conduct warn'd	P
For who that saw the modest airs they cast	P
But from that pattern must be nicely chast	P
Peculiar Souls have their peculiar sighs	U
And thro' the eye the inward beauty shines	V
Then who can wonder if in hers appear'd	P
Superior sense to be reveer'd fear'd	P
Endearing sweetness to her happy friends	W
And Holy fire which towards the alter tends	W
Bles't my attention was when drawing near	X
My places claim her crouded audience chair	Y
I heard her by admiring States addrest	P
With embasies in different tongues exprest	P
To all that Europe sent she gave replies	U
In their own speech most eloquent wise	U
Soft was her talk and soothing to the heart	P
By nature solid perfected by art	P
The Roman Accent which such grace affords	Z
To Tuscan language harmonized her words	A2
All eyes all listning sense upon her hung	C
When from her lovely mouth th'inchantment sprung	C
What Livia was when Rome Augustus sway'de	P
And thro' a woman's wit the world obey'd	P
What Portia was when fortitude and love	B2
Inflected wounds which did her firmness prove	C2
And forcing Brutus to applaud her worth	D2
Drew with the steel th'important secret forth	E2
Such was URANIA where they most excell'd	P
And where they fail'd by nobler zeal upheld	P
What Italy produc't of glorious names	F2
Her native Country her kindred Dames	F2
All virtues which Antiquity cou'd boast	P
She equal'd but on Stormy Britain tost	P
They lost their value on a northern Coast	P
Yet who can wonder if to her we grant	P
What Poets feign when they Diana paint	P
What Legends write when they enthrone a Saint	P
What now ARDELIA speaks with conscious sense	G2
Of Real Worth matchless excellence	H2
Never such lustre strove against the light	P
Never such beauty satisfied the sight	P
Never such Majesty on earth was found	P
As when URANIA worthyly was crown'd	P
As when superior airs declared her birth	D2
From Conquerors o'er the Monarchs of the Earth	D2
And large excuse did for their Maxim bring	I2
That Roman Ladies stoop'd to wed a King	I2
If Royalty had then arose from choice	J2
And merit had compell'd the publick voice	J2
All had allow'd URANIA claimed the most	P
In view of whom all other charms were lost	P
Her's in Meridian strong in their decay	K2
But sweetly sinking like declining day	K2
In grief but veil'd as when a rainy cloud	P
The glorious Sun does yet transparent Shroud	P
And whilst it softens each resplendent beam	L2
Weeps o'er the land from whence the vapour came	R
O'er Brittain so her Pious sorrows fell	M2
Less for her Woes then that it cou'd rebell	M2
Yet thence arose the shades her life o'ercast	P
And worldly greatness seldom made to last	P
Thence in a foreign clime her Consort died	P
Whom death cou'd never from her thoughts divide	P
Thence Sable weeds cyprus walks she chose	N2
And from within produc't her own repose	N2
Yet only pray'd for those she cou'd not calm	O2
As fragrant trees tho' wounded shed but balm	O2
Nor ceas't to live till vindicated Heaven	P2
Shew'd that in vain were such examples given	P2
Who held her light to three great Kingdoms forth	E2
And gave her Sufferings to dilate her worth	D2
That Gallia too might see she cou'd support	P
Monastick rules and Britains worst effort	P
Now peacefull is the spirit which possest	P
That never blemish't that afflicted breast	P
Closed are such eyes as paradise might boast	P
Seen but in Eve e'er innocence she lost	P
The solemn grave with reverence takes her down	Q2
And lasting wreaths succeed th'unstable crown	Q2
For rude Huzza's in mercenary streets	R2
All Hail in her triumphant way she meets	R2
Who shall in silent Majesty repose	N2
Till every tomb shall every guest disclose	N2
Till Heaven which does all human loss repair	Y
Distinguishing the attoms of the fair	Y
Shall give URANIA's form transcendant beauty there	Y
And from the beams Iradiating her face	Q
Which here but wanted that suspended grace	Q
Shall shew the Britains how they strove in vain	S2
To strip that brow which was consign'd to reign	S2
Tho' Polititians strove to guide the round	P
Of miscall'd fortune prescribe its bound	P
Till the contested Earth shou'd be no longer found	P
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Here she concludes Lamira thinks it just	P
Such pious tears shou'd wait such Royal Dust	P

Anne Kingsmill Finch

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