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Beholds her Maker, and in Him doth see
fall; Whole nations, nay, mankind, the world, with all That ever had beginning there, ť' have end! With what injustice should one soul pretend T escape this common known necessity ? When we were all born, we began to die; And, but for that contention and brave strife, The Christian hath t' enjoy the future life, He were the wretched'st of the race of men; But as he soars at that, he bruiseth then The serpent's head; gets above death, and sin, And, sure of heaven, rides triumphing in.
EUPHEME; OR, THE FAIR FAME
DIGBY, 129 late wife of Sir KENELM DIGBY, Knt., a gentle-
CONSISTING OF THESE TEN PIECES :
The Dedication of her Cradle, Her happy Match,
Her hopeful Issue,
Her AIIOOE!Ig, or, Relation Her Mind,
to the Saints, Her being chosen a Muse, Her Inscription, or Crown. Her fair Offices,
Viram amare Voluptas, defunctam Religio. — STAT.
I. THE DEDICATION OF HER CRADLE.
Fair Fame, who art ordained to crown,
129 See ante, p. 281. This lady was a daughter of Sir Edward Stanley, of Tongue Castle, Shropshire. She was exqni: sitely beautiful, and Aubrey tells us that, “ being matura viro, she was left by her father to live with a tenant and servants at Enston Abbey, in Oxfordshire ; but, as private as that place was, it seems her beauty could not lie hid.” The fame of her charms soon reached the ears of the gallant and munificent Earl of Dorset, who made no delay in urging his suit. “I have now forgot,” continues Aubrey, “who first brought her to town, but I have heard my uncle Danvers, who was her contemporary, say that she was so commonly courted, and that by grandees, that 'twas written over her lodging one night in literis uncialibus,
“Pray come not near,
For Dame Venetia Stanley liveth here." Lord Dorset eventually became her “greatest gallant," had several children by her, and settled on her an annuity of £500 a year. It was during this period she was seen by Kenelm Digby, who fell in love with her, and married her, against the will of his mother. Whatever may have been the
Their heads that Envy would hold down
With her, in shade
Of death and darkness; and deprive
By the just tradle
Thereof to Time;
That all posterity, as we,
Bove rattling rhyme.
For though that rattles, timbrels, toys,
Of light expense;
Surprise their sense.
life of Lady Digby before marriage, her conduct afterwards was irreproachable. Her exemplary actions, even more than her beauty, are testified in the elegiac tributes of Jonson, Habington, Randolph, and Feltham. She expired suddenly, and was found dead in her bed, with her heail resting on her hand.-B.
Yet here are no such trifles brought,
On every stall;
But here's a song of her descent;
Of ordering all.
This uttered by an ancient bard,
To chant her 'gree,
Is sung: as als' her getting up,
For such as she.
THE SONG OF HER DESCENT.
I sing the just and uncontrolled descent
Of dame Venetia Digby, styled the fair:
That ever nature, or the later air,
And Stanley, to the which she was co-heir. Speak it, you bold Penates! you that stand
At either stem, and know the veins of good Run from your roots; tell, testify the grand
Meeting of Graces, that so swelled the flood
Of virtues in her, as, in short, she grew
The wonder of her sex, and of your blood. And tell thou, Alde-leyh, none can tell more true,
Thy niece's line, than thou that gav’st thy
Into the kindred, whence thy Adam drew
Meschine's honor, with the Cestrian fame
[The rest of this song is lost.]
III. THE PICTURE OF THE BODY.
Sitting, and ready to be drawn,
limb takes like a face ?
Send these suspected helps to aid
Yet something to the painter's view
Draw first a cloud, all save her neck,